Mike Ramsey: This is ridiculous. Mike Eruzione: Don't worry about it, Rammer. It'll be all right. Right OC? Jack O'Callahan: Herb's not gonna do a damn thing boys. He's just messing with our minds. Jim Craig: Oh, you think so, Jack? Jack O'Callahan: ...
[Caine bursts into a car in a fast food drive-through lane] Caine: I want your motherfuckin' Daytons and your motherfuckin' stereo. And I'll take a double burger with cheese. Car-jack Victim: What? Caine: Motherfucker, order my motherfuckin' food! Vo...
Conrad "Con" Jarrett: [Berger is pretending to be Buck, Con's older brother] Bucky, I didn't mean it! Bucky, I didn't meant it! Dr. Berger: What? Conrad "Con" Jarrett: I said put the sail down, but you said keep it starboard, and then we go over! And...
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: [narrating] This was typical of Mikey Forrester. Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: What the fuck are these? Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: [narrating] In the normal run of things, I would have nothing to do with the cunt. But this was not the ...
Jesse: So what kind of songs do you write? I didn't know you did that. Celine: What kind? Jesse: Yeah, sure. Celine: I don't know, just songs. Jesse: Like? Celine: Like, some are about, you know, people, uh, relationships. One's about my cat. Jesse: ...
And as they gave themselves to each other on the smooth, cedar-scented planks, they made something older than time and newer than tomorrow. They made love—pure, fresh, timeless, and true.
The eye’s perception of texture is pale compared to the lips’, and I didn’t know what velvety was until I knew it with my lips. Oh, kissing. Oh, violin boy.
Before, it was always, 'Oh, no, here comes Clancy, that insurance agent.' Now it's, 'Oh, here comes Tom Clancy, bestselling author.' But I'm still the same basic middle-class slob.
She’s a beautiful girl Oh her love is fair Oh I’m lost in her eyes I’m hypnotized…… She’s the one for me I’m living in a magical dream Only by her side Too much fun tonight,,,,,,,,,,,,,
Oh, she just happened to be a friend of the producer's. Or, oh, they've been trying to get her from the beginning and she just had a spot open up. There are always little loopholes, so I don't take anything personally anymore.
Tyra the businesswoman is very close to - and I hate third person, but you said it, oh, chiiild, you said it - but me the businessperson and me the person: very similar. I can be in a business meeting and be all 'Wooo!' and 'Oh, child!' and still be ...
I was aware that everybody said I was going to be a vast mega-flop, and that William Hague was just oh-so intelligent, and oh such a great parliamentarian, and therefore so different from me! So I thought, I must deprive them of the satisfaction of p...
When people are running up to me in the grocery store screaming, 'Oh my God! Oh my God!' that's when I know I'm swervin'. As long as people are recognizing you and you matter to them, then you're doing something right.
The very first job I did, a Barbie commercial when I was eight or nine, that was like 'Oh my God.' Because when you're watching things on TV, you think it's like a fantasy. But then to actually do it and then see yourself, it's like 'Oh my God.'
Oh my lover, oh my friend forever, if I am not with you for any reason, You will be in my heart every moment, every day, every month and season.
My parents always told me I'm beautiful the way that I am, and I never thought to myself that I needed to be skinny because there's a magazine out there that said, 'Oh, size two,' or, 'Oh, this girl's beautiful because she's skinny.'
Simon Ross: Oh, the bin man. I think he's one of them. Jason Bourne: The garbage man? Negative. Simon Ross: Oh, Jesus. Jesus! He's reaching for something.
[first lines] Jean-Louis Gaudet: Oh, la! Reggie Lampert: Don't tell me, you didn't know it was loaded. Sylvie! Oh. Can't he do something constructive, like start an avalanche or something?
Brian Taylor: [taping themselves] Dude! Don't swear, man, I have to edit that out when you swear. Mike Zavala: Oh, fuck! Oh, shit, dude! Fuck, man!
Marlin: It's just as well. He might be hungry. Dory: Oh don't worry. Whales don't eat clownfish. They eat krill. Krill: Swim away. Dory: Oh look. Krill.
Anna: I'm Anna. Olaf: And who's the funky looking donkey over there? Anna: That's Sven. Olaf: Uh-huh, and who's the reindeer? Anna: ...Sven. Olaf: Oh they're bo - oh! Okay. Makes things easier for me.
