Maurice: [in sign language; subtitled] Hurt bad? Caesar: [in sign language] You know sign? Maurice: [nods; in sign language] Circus orangutan. [Caesar and the orangutan Maurice observe John tranquilizes a chimp. Caesar grabs the bars of his cage and ...
Heywood: [talking about Fat Ass] Hey Tyrell. You pulling infirmary duty this week? Tyrell: [nods] Yep. Heywood: How's that winning horse of mine doing? Tyrell: Dead. Hadley busted up his head pretty good. Doc went home for the night. Poor bastard lai...
Swan: You still looking for us? Masai: [looks at Luther] We've found what we're looking for. Luther: [cowering] No. No... It wasn't us. It was them. It was the Warriors. Masai: You Warriors are good. Real Good. Swan: The best. Masai: The rest is ours...
Constanze Mozart: No. I'm not going to marry you. You're a fiend! Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart: [speaking backwards] Ooy vol I tub. Ooy vol I tub! Constanze Mozart: Tub, but. I. Vol, love... But I love you? Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart: [nods, mouths] I love y...
John Mitchell: [on phone] You tell your publisher, tell Katie Graham she's gonna get her tit caught in a big wringer if that's published. Ben Bradlee: [later] He really said that about Mrs. Graham? Carl Bernstein: [nods] Ben Bradlee: Well, I'd cut th...
[Bruce awakens from a nightmare] Thomas Wayne: The bats again? [Bruce nods] Thomas Wayne: You know why they attacked you, don't you? They were afraid of you. Bruce Wayne - age 8: Afraid of me? Thomas Wayne: All creatures feel fear. Bruce Wayne - age ...
Gerben Kuipers: [pointing to Tim's dead body] Do you know who this is? Rachel Stein aka Ellis de Vries: [nods] Gerben Kuipers: What do you have to say for yourself? Rachel Stein aka Ellis de Vries: This. [holds up the black book - which has the list ...
[after Nelson, Twombly, and Yurek grouped together; talking about equipment] Twombly: Never mind. You brought NOD, right? Yurek: No, I did not bring it. You know why? Because you said: "You won't need that dude, we'll be back in a half-hour." Twombly...
Cause nobody's the slightest idea who we are, or who we were, not even we ourselves - except, that is, in the glimmer of a moment of fair business between strangers, or the nod of knowing and agreement between friends. Other than these, we go out ano...
So what are you supposed to do with it?" He eyed her incredulously. "For real? It's called a butt plug. What do you think you're supposed to do with it?" She scratched her nose and nodded, trying not to let the apprehension show. "Okay. I'll do it. B...
She pursed her lips and nodded, swiveling around to continue her survey of my modest living space. Her arms were folded tightly across her chest as she strolled around. Letting out a long, deep breath, she dropped her hands to her sides when she reac...
Olivier took a deep breath, then turned and bowed in farewell. Gersonides nodded in return, then thought of something. "The manuscript you brought me, by that bishop. It argues that understanding is more important than movement. That action is virtuo...
Beautiful building,” Phoebe said. Sam nodded. “Classical Revival,” he said. It was yet another display of his seemingly unending knowledge that both made her proud and made her feel very small. Maybe if she had gone to college she would have le...
We need a barn or one of those storage areas for the Broken vehicles." "A garage?" He gave her a short nod. "A private, relatively remote location, with thick walls to dampen the sound and preferably a sturdy door I could bolt from the inside, keepin...
Do you like to slide?" His voice was eager. Stair rails! Did he suspect me? I forced a sigh. "No, Majesty. I'm terrified of heights." "Oh." His polite tone had returned. "I wish I could enjoy it. This fear of heights is an affliction." He nodded, a s...
What was that, Kurokuma?' asked one of the escorts riding near him. The others chuckled at the name. 'Nothing important,' Horace said. Then he looked at them suspiciously. 'What's this Kurokuma business?' The Senshi looked at him with a completely st...
I just want to know—are you rooting for me? Are you hoping I pull this off?" Cath's eyes settled on his, tentatively, like they'd fly away if he moved. She nodded her head. The right side of his mouth pulled up. "I'm rooting for you," she whispered...
Hey." She said, looking up from an open book propped up on one knee. She brushed a few strands of pale hair out of her face. Her boyfriend, Christian, lay on the floor near her, his head propped up on her other knee. He greeted me by way of a nod. Co...
It’s total bullshit,” he said. “The whole thing. Eighty percent survival rate and he’s in the twenty percent? Bullshit. He was such a bright kid. It’s bullshit. I hate it. But it was sure a privilege to love him, huh?” I nodded into his s...
Oh, well, isn't that nice. You a nice young girl. Be a good friend to her and set her straight. She has love bruises on her neck and didn't come home until this afternoon." Sweet Holy Jesus, why couldn't the ground just swallow me whole? Bones stifle...
