I think I've grown up in a mixed environment, and maybe a lot of the time I haven't really belonged anywhere in the way I've dreamt of belonging to, you know, living on the street and playing to all the kids on the street, growing up together. I supp...
My childhood was bittersweet in many ways. We moved around a lot. By the time I was 10, I had travelled thousands of miles, often on my own. My parents were like my friends, so it felt like I didn't really have parents at all. But in a crazy way that...
Club culture is always going to be a reflection of youth culture, but I think we're maybe moving into a time when the club is a place where older people can go, too. And it's a place people go to connect to themselves, it's not always about the party...
Time can be dissected easily: an hour can be cut up in many ways. Fifteen minutes on this memo, a five-minute walk to another meeting, 30 minutes at that meeting and then 10 minutes debriefing. Oh, and maybe a quick phone call on the walk to that mee...
Mae Braddock: Maybe I understand, some, about having to fight. So you just remember who you are... you're the Bulldog of Bergen, and the Pride of New Jersey, you're everybody's hope, and the kids' hero, and you are the champion of my heart, James J. ...
Ian Curtis: I wish I were a Warhol silk screen hanging on the wall. Or little Joe or maybe Lou. I'd love to be them all. All New York's broken hearts and secrets would be mine. I'd put you on a movie reel, and that would be just fine.
Frances Stevens: Maybe Mr. Houston doesn't care for gambling. Jessie Stevens: Everyone likes to gamble in one way or another, even you! Frances Stevens: I have an intense dislike for it. Jessie Stevens: Francie, dear, when the stakes are right, you'l...
Rufus T. Firefly: Maybe you can suggest something. As a matter of fact, you do suggest something. To me you suggest a baboon. Ambassador Trentino: What? Rufus T. Firefly: I, uh, I'm sorry I said that; it isn't fair to the rest of the baboons.
Edward D. Wood, Jr.: Listen, I was wondering if you'd like to go out sometime, grab some dinner, maybe? Vampira: You mean a date? I thought you were a fag. Edward D. Wood, Jr.: No, no, I'm just a transvestite.
Sean: So what do you really want to do? Will: I wanna be a shepherd. Sean: Really. Will: I wanna move up to Nashua, get a nice little spread, get some sheep and tend to them. Sean: Maybe you should go do that.
Marv: [Harry and Marv arrive at the Mcallister house at 9:00PM] So how do you want to get in? Harry: We'll go thru the back. Maybe the kid will let us in, you never know. Marv: Yeah. He's a kid. Kids are stupid.
Robert E. Lee "Prew' Prewitt: A man don't go his own way, he's nothing. Sergeant Milton Warden: Maybe back in the days of the pioneers a man could go his own way, but today you got to play ball.
Edna: This is a hobo suit, darling. You can't be seen in this. I won't allow it. Fifteen years ago, maybe, but now? Feh! Bob: Wait, what do you mean? *You* designed it. Edna: I never look back, darling! It distracts from the now.
Johnny Clay: Alright sister, that's a mighty pretty head you got on your shoulders. You want to keep it there or start carrying it around in your hands? Sherry Peatty: Maybe we could compromise and put it on your shoulder. I think that'd be nice, don...
Lisa: Don't worry, I'll find a way to bail you out. Vinny Gambini: No don't. I'm gonna stay in prison tonight. Maybe I'll finally get some sleep. I'm doing good, huh?
Grandpa: She doesn't get eaten by the eels at this time. The Grandson: What? Grandpa: The eel doesn't get her. I'm explaining to you because you look nervous. The Grandson: I wasn't nervous. Maybe I was a little bit concerned, but that's not the same...
Police Chief: You know if the boy ever talked to a psychiatrist? Plato: You mean a head-shrinker? Crawford Family Maid: Oh, Mrs. Crawford don't believe in them, sir. Police Chief: Well, maybe she better start.
Stanley Goodspeed: You enjoying this? John Mason: Well, it's certainly more enjoyable than my average day... reading philosophy, avoiding gang rape in the washrooms... though, it's less of a problem these days. Maybe I'm losing my sex appeal.
Jeff: I've seen bickering and family quarrels and mysterious trips at night, and knives and saws and ropes, and now since last evening, not a sign of the wife. How do you explain that? Lisa: Maybe she died. Jeff: Where's the doctor? Where's the under...
[last lines] Duke: [referring to Sefton's safe escape with Dunbar] Whadda ya know? The crud did it. Shapiro: I'd like to know what made him do it. Animal: Maybe he just wanted to steal our wire cutters. You ever think of that?
Secundus: [as he overlooks the balcony] I see the kingdom, father. The whole of Stormhold. King: And... Secundus: *My* kingdom? King: Maybe... Look up. [Secundus looks up to the sky. The king looks to Septimus. Septimus smiles and pushes Secundus off...
