I really enjoy the company of my kids... I'm not one of those people who goes 'Yeah, my kids are my mates', that's a dreadful kind of mother, but I'm fortunate that there are times that they do want me around, and I feel lucky that they let me into t...
If you were a Colombian, you would have your version of an empanada. If you are an Argentinean, you might find a dough that's baked and has a butter sheen on it. And then in Ecuador, you'll find more crispy-fried empanadas. So, yeah, every culture ha...
For the most part, yeah, I'm happy with my body, but there are days when I'm like, 'Ugh! Really? Why is it so hard to fit into my jeans?' That's when I say to myself, 'I look this way because I'm supposed to. If we all looked the same, we'd be boring...
Max Cherry: I'll bet, besides maybe an afro, you look exactly how you did at 29. Jackie Brown: Well, my ass ain't the same. Max Cherry: Bigger? Jackie Brown: Yeah. Max Cherry: Ain't nothin' wrong with that!
Donald Gennaro: [Tim pops up wearing a pair of night vision goggles] Hey, where'd you find that? Tim: In a box under my seat. Donald Gennaro: Are they heavy? Tim: Yeah. Donald Gennaro: Then they're expensive, put 'em back.
Chris: I'm never gonna get out of this town am I, Gordie? Gordie: You can do anything you want, man. Chris: Yeah, sure. Give me some skin. Gordie: I'll see ya. Chris: Not if I see you first.
The poem 'What Teachers Make' is not without its detractors. This one person wrote to me and said: 'Gee, Mr. Mali. You don't possibly have a teacher-God complex, do you?' And that was the first time I'd ever heard of that expression. So, yeah, I'm su...
Dante Hicks: How many times have I told you not to be dealing in front of the store? Jay: I'm not dealin', man. What you talkin' about? Burner Looking for Weed: Hey, you got anything, man? Jay: Yeah, what you want?
Conway Twill: [talking about Cole] Fucked his parents. Johnny 'The Kid' Pickett: He what ? Conway Twill: He fucked his parents. Johnny 'The Kid' Pickett: Both of 'em ? Conway Twill: Yeah. Mother. Father. Parents. Both of 'em. Fucked 'em.
[about joining the DPS] Dalton: It'll help you get Chris! Knox: Yeah? How? Dalton: Women swoon! [Dalton rushes off to class] Knox: But why do they swoon? [runs after Dalton] Knox: Charlie, tell me why they swoon!
Bill: OK, everybody. Grab your plates. Soup's on. Edward: [with mouth full] I thought this was shish-ka-bob. Bill: What? Edward: [a little clearer] I thought this was shish-ka-bob. Bill: Yeah, it is shish-ka-bob. It's a figure of speech, Ed.
Forrest Gump: When I got tired, I slept. When I got hungry, I ate. When I had to go, you know, I went. Elderly Southern Woman on Park Bench: And so, you just ran? Forrest Gump: Yeah.
Downey: What did we do wrong? We did nothing wrong. Dawson: Yeah, we did. We were supposed to fight for the people who couldn't fight for themselves. We were supposed to fight for Willie.
Beatrice McCready: Do you know people in the neighborhood who don't talk to the police? Patrick Kenzie: Yeah, one or two. Beatrice McCready: We wanna hire you to augment the investigation of Amanda.
Detective Remy Bressant: [about Patrick] Half the guys he knows are degenerates. Patrick Kenzie: Yeah, you know what the other half are? Detective Remy Bressant: What? Patrick Kenzie: Cops. Don't hold it against me.
Sean: Do you have a soul mate? Will: Define that? Sean: Someone you can relate to, someone who opens things up for you. Will: Yeah, Chuckie. Sean: [dismissing Will's choice] Chuckie's family; he would lie down in fucking traffic for you.
Morgan: Man, I can't believe you brought Skylar here when we're all fucking bombed and been drinking. What the fuck is she gonna think about us? Will: Yeah, Morgan, it's a real rarity that we'd be out drinking.
Percy Wetmore: [after finding Mr. Jingles alive after he steps on him] You switched 'em. You switched 'em somehow, you bastards. Brutus "Brutal" Howell: Yeah I always keep a spare mouse in my wallet for occasions such as this.
Tim: [Klingon phrase] qIrq HoH. Carol: It means I like to mate after battle. Tim: That's not what I said. Carol: Yeah... Tim: No, no. That wasn't the one I said. This one means Kill Kirk... And also, hallelujah... Depending on the context.
Harry: Egypt, huh? What's it like? Ron: Brilliant! Loads of cool stuff. Mummies, tombs. Even Scabbers enjoyed himself. Hermione: You know, the Egyptians used to worship cats. Ron: Yeah, along with the dung beetle.
[about Malfoy] Ron: Listen to the idiot! He's really laying it on thick, isn't he? Harry: At least Hagrid didn't get fired. Hermione: Yeah, but I hear Draco's father's furious. We haven't heard the end of this.
