My character, Taylor McKessie, is a little bit brighter in the math and science department than I am... okay, a lot.
So okay, I accepted, and I realized while working for that concert that I'd been missing something very important and vital to me, and that something was music.
Music is a very powerful thing. If I'm angry, I can write a song about it, and it seems to make everything okay.
Thomas Leroy: Go get warmed up! Lily: No it's okay, I'm good!
It's okay to write crap. Just don't try publishing it while it's still crap.
It's okay saying sorry, but when you are drunk you say what you really feel.
I'm a big old egotistical baby and that's okay. I can accept it.
I've always been a thin girl. I'm not going to be fat, ever. Let's get that straight. Whitney is not going to be fat, ever. Okay?
The Companion of Honour I regarded as an award from the country for 50 years of work - which I thought was okay.
Did you just tell us you're gay?" Asks Nick "Yes." "Okay," he says. Abby swats him. "What?" "That's all you're going to say? Okay?" "He said not to make a big deal out of it," Nick says. "What am I supposed to say?" "Say something supportive. I don't...
What I have a problem with is not so much religion or god, but faith. When you say you believe something in your heart and therefore you can act on it, you have completely justified the 9/11 bombers. You have justified Charlie Manson. If it's true fo...
Delia: Charles, I will not stop living and breathing art just because you need to relax. Charles: Ha. Delia: I'm here with you. I will live with you in this hellhole, but I must express myself. If you don't let me gut out this house and make it my ow...
Clementine: Let me show you something... come on... Joel: I think I heard a crack. Clementine: It's not gonna crack, or break, or... it's so thick!... Show me which constellations you know. Joel: Um... oh... I don't... know any. Clementine: Show me w...
Jerry Lundegaard: You see, my wife's dad is real well off. Carl Showalter: So, why don't you just ask him for the money? Gaear Grimsrud: Or your fucking wife, you know. Carl Showalter: Or your fuckin' wife, Jerry? Jerry Lundegaard: Well, it's all par...
Alien Child: I hate women. All they do is cry all the time. Theodore: That's not true. You know men cry too. I actually like crying sometimes. It feels good. Alien Child: I didn't know you were a little pussy. Is that why you don't have a girlfriend?...
Irene: Well, it's time to say good-bye, Betty. It's been so nice traveling with you. Betty Elms: Thank you, Irene. I was so excited and nervous. It was sure great to have you to talk to. Irene: Remember, I'll be watching for you on the big screen. Be...
Hicks: [after the dropship crash] Okay. Is this everything? Hudson: Yeah. [putting weapons on the table] Hicks: Okay, this is absolutely everything we've salvaged from the APC wreckage. We have 4 M-41A Pulse Rifles, 50 rounds each. That's not good. W...
Jason Bourne: I don't wanna know who I am any more. Marie: Shh. Jason Bourne: I don't care. I don't wanna know. Marie: Come on, we'll... Jason Bourne: Everything I found out, I wanna forget. Marie: It's okay. Jason Bourne: I don't care who I am or wh...
Okay, you won our shitty little argument. Pass the world.
I screeched with frustration, which in hindsight is never okay when there are people trying to kill you.
Okay, but if you try to get me to pray with you, I walk.
