I grew up in New Hampshire. My closest neighbor was a mile away. The deer and the raccoons were my friends. So I would spend time walking through the woods, looking for the most beautiful tropical thing that can survive the winter in the woods in New...
I read papers, try to watch news programs on television, but, as a rule, recorded. During the day I have no time for that, so I watch something taped. As for the newspapers, I try to get through them every day. Additionally, of course, I look through...
In 1994, after four years of talking about travel on my first show, I realized I knew so little about the world - I knew so little about myself. I decided to quit my job and pursue a postgraduate degree in New York.
Forrest Gump: So what are you doing in New York, Lt. Dan? Lieutenant Daniel Taylor: I am living off the government tit! Sucking it dry!
Dr. Peter Venkman: We've been going about this all wrong. This Mr. Stay Puft's okay! He's a sailor, he's in New York; we get this guy laid, we won't have any trouble!
Fred Friendly: There's no news, boys, so go out there and make some news. Rob a bank, mug an old lady, whatever - just do something.
Amsterdam Vallon: Suppose you back an Irish candidate, of my choosin', and I'll deliver all the Irish vote? Boss Tweed: That will only happen in the reign of Queen Dick.
Amsterdam Vallon: Jenny was a Bluget, a girl pickpocket and a turtledove. A turtledove picks out a fine house, disguises herself as a housemaid and robs you blind. It takes a lot of sand to be a turtledove.
[as the Irish are drafted as they come ashore] Irish Immigrant: Where we goin'? Another Immigrant: I heard Tennessee. Irish Immigrant: Where's that? Irish Soldier: Do they feed us now?
[swearing in Irish immigrants as citizens at the harbor] Army Recruiter: That document makes you a citizen, and this one makes you a private in the Union army. Now get out there and serve your country.
Killoran: Monk's already won by three thousand more votes than there are voters. Boss Tweed: Only three? Make it twenty, thirty. We don't need a victory. We need a Roman triumph.
[last lines] Captain Ramius: "... and the sea will grant each man new hope, as sleep brings dreams of home." Christopher Columbus. Jack Ryan: Welcome to the New World, Captain.
Captain Davenport: What's he going to do, sail into New York, pop the hatch, and say "Here I am"? Jack Ryan: It might be just that simple, yes.
George Bailey: Merry Christmas, Mr. Potter! Mr. Potter: And Happy New Year to you, in jail! Why don't you go on home? They're waiting for you!
Lowell Bergman: What does this guy have to say that threatens these people? Mike Wallace: Well, it isn't that cigarrettes are bad for you. Lowell Bergman: Hardly new news. Mike Wallace: No shit.
Theatre Patron: Say, what is it, anyhow? Theatre Patron: I hear it's a kind of a gorilla. Theatre Patron: Gee - ain't we got enough of them in New York?
Detective Dunnigan: [to Nick Rice, after finding Darby's dismembered body] Good news counselor, we found Darby... I gotta say though, he's looked better.
Larry Lipton: I think it's a reasonable assumption that if you're dead you don't suddenly turn up in the New York City Transit System.
Larry Lipton: New York is the city that never sleeps! That's why we don't live in Duluth. That, plus I don't even know where Duluth is. Lucky me.
Helmut Grokenberger: [objecting to Yoyo's driving the cab] No, no, it's... Yoyo: What you mean 'No?' Helmut Grokenberger: It's not allowed! Not allowed! Yoyo: Look, yeah, it's allowed! This is New York!
Clark: Aah, what d'ya say honey? Ohh. Despite all the little problems, it really is fun isn't it? Ellen Griswold: No. But with every new day there's fresh hope.
