Oh, dry the glistening tear that dues that marshal cheek Thy loving childern here in them thy comfort seek With sympathetic care their arms around the creep, For oh they can not bear to see their father weep
I wanna be With someone like her Oh Since I saw her I’m out of despair She changed my life With one magical look In her eyes ……… Oh she’s a queen Oh she’s a friend When she’s around Oh joy has no end I wanna show her How much I care …...
Woo-jin Lee: Mister. Are you alright? What happened to you? Saewoon Apartments, Eung-am building 8. Take care of him. Dae-su Oh: Thank You. Woo-jin Lee: Not at all. Well, then. Farewell, Oh Dae Su. Dae-su Oh: Farewell, Oh Dae Su.
[last lines] Susan Vance: Oh, David, can you ever forgive me? David Huxley: I... I... I... Susan Vance: You can! And you still love me. David Huxley: Susan, that... that... Susan Vance: You do. Oh, David. David Huxley: Oh, dear. Oh, my.
Everybody has to sell yeah, and everything has gone to hell yeah.
Yeah, yeah. I, I don't think I'm always right. But I don't think young people are always right, either.
There are a lot of people who say, 'Yeah yeah, I'm a feminist,' and they're not, actually. I wouldn't want to throw that word around, because it's a very strong thing.
Rob: You think sex is a basic human right? Marie De Salle: Hell yeah, yeah.
Lisa: You read the Bible Mr. Creasy? Creasy: Yeah, sometimes. Lisa: Does it help? Creasy: Yeah, sometimes
God: Go, and do what you have to do. Marx: Remember, the struggle goes on! Eh? God: Yeah, yeah. The struggle goes on.
Max Fischer: So you were in Vietnam? Herman Blume: Yeah. Max Fischer: Were you in the shit? Herman Blume: Yeah, I was in the shit.
Squints: It's about time Benny, my clothes are going out of style. Yeah Yeah: They already are, Squints. Squints: Shut up.
Squints: It's about time Benny, my clothes are goin' outa style. Yeah Yeah: They already are, Squints. Squints: Shut up.
Solomon Vandy: I thought you would steal it from me. Danny Archer: Yeah, yeah, it occured to me, huh?
Mastrionotti: Fink. That's a Jewish name, isn't it? Barton: Yeah. Mastrionotti: Yeah, I didn't think this dump was restricted.
Mr. Jaffe: The usual lunch or the usual dinner? Harry Callahan: Well, what difference does that make? Mr. Jaffe: None. Harry Callahan: Say Jaffe, is that Tan Ford still parked in front of the bank? Mr. Jaffe: Tan ford... [checks] Mr. Jaffe: Yep. Tan ...
[after switching Aiello's baby boy] Max: So? Noodles: We got a deal. Max: To a very smooth talker. [the gang cheers] Noodles: Where's that switch list? Patrick 'Patsy' Goldberg: The switch list? Noodles: Yeah. Patrick 'Patsy' Goldberg: I can't find i...
Bob Slydell: Milton Waddams. Dom Portwood: Who's he? Bob Porter: You know, squirrely looking guy, mumbles a lot. Dom Portwood: Oh, yeah. Bob Slydell: Yeah, we can't actually find a record of him being a current employee here. Bob Porter: I looked int...
Captain Miller: Private, I'm afraid I have some bad news for ya. Well, there isn't any real easy way to say this, so, uh, so I'll just say it. Your brothers are dead. We have, uh, orders to come get you, 'cause you're going home. Pvt. James Frederick...
Sacrifice Victim: Om Namha Shivaye, Om Namha Shivaye, Om Namha Shivaye... [Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God... ]
Mr. Brown: [after Joe assigns names] Yeah, yeah, but "Mr. Brown"? That's little too close to "Mr. Shit". Mr. Pink: Yeah, "Mr. Pink" sounds like "Mr. Pussy". Tell you what, let me be Mr. Purple. That sounds good to me. I'm Mr. Purple. Joe: You're *not...
