Jack Favell: You know, old boy, I have a strong feeling... that before the day is out, somebody's going to make use of that... rather expressive, though somewhat old-fashioned term ''foul play.''
Robin Hood: Tell me, young man, how old are you? Skippy: Gosh, I'm seven years old! Going on eight! Robin Hood: Seven? That does make you the man of the house.
Chihiro's Father: Look, Chihiro! There's your new school! Chihiro's Mother: It doesn't look so bad. Chihiro: It's gonna stink. I liked my old school.
[last lines] Old James Ryan: Tell me I have led a good life. Ryan's Wife: What? Old James Ryan: Tell me I'm a good man. Ryan's Wife: You *are*.
Anakin Skywalker: Obi-Wan, may the force be with you. Obi-Wan Kenobi: Goodbye old friend. May the force be with you.
Donnie Azoff: I hate that fuckin' dog. Jordan Belfort: Yeah, it's getting old and decrepit. It's startin' to shit in the house again. Donnie Azoff: Me too.
Sally Jupiter: [to Eddie after sending Laurie away from him] Are there no depths you won't sink to? Edward Blake: Jesus Christ Sally, can't a guy talk to his- an old friend's daughter?
Admittedly, a homosexual can be conditioned to react sexually to a woman, or to an old boot for that matter. In fact, both homo - and heterosexual experimental subjects have been conditioned to react sexually to an old boot, and you can save a lot of...
One might expect that the families of murder victims would be showered with sympathy and support, embraced by their communities. But in reality they are far more likely to feel isolated, fearful, and ashamed, overwhelmed by grief and guilt, angry at ...
I did martial arts since I was 10 years old, and I've got as much love for the movies as I have for martial arts, so when I was 18 years old, I started studying performing arts with the eye of getting into the film industry and went to drama school a...
Youth is impulsive. When our young men grow angry at some real or imaginary wrong, and disfigure their faces with black paint, it denotes that their hearts are black, and that they are often cruel and relentless, and our old men and old women are una...
Mortimer Brewster: Mr. President, may I have the pleasure of presenting... Teddy Brewster: Doctor Livingston? Dr. Gilchrist: Livingstone? Mortimer Brewster: Uh, well, that's what he presumes.
Cab Driver: Hey! $22.50! Mortimer Brewster: What? Cab Driver: $22.50! Mortimer Brewster: Oh, yes, looks good on you! Cab Driver: Yeah. Not the suit, the meter!
[after listening to Mortimer's description of a character in a play] Dr. Einstein: You know, you were right about that fellow. He wasn't very bright.
Teddy Brewster: What news have you brought me? Mortimer Brewster: Just this, Mr. President, the country is squarely behind you. Teddy Brewster: Yes, I know.
Mortimer Brewster: I probably should have told you this before but, you see, well... insanity runs in my family. [He hears Abby and Martha singing] Mortimer Brewster: It practically gallops!
Does there, I wonder, exist a being who has read all, or approximately all, that the person of average culture is supposed to have read, and that not to have read is a social sin? If such a being does exist, surely he is an old, a very old man.
I'm a Republican, but I'm a Republican from the old school. I was taught that you get what you put into it. You can be anything you want to be if you work hard enough at it, and you can earn your place. That's the old way.
Everything in New York is a photograph. All the things that are supposed to be dirty or rough or unrefined are the most beautiful things. Garbage cans at the ends of alleyways look like they've been up all night talking with each other. Doorways with...
Our challenges may be new. The instruments with which we meet them may be new. But those values upon which our success depends - honesty and hard work, courage and fair play, tolerance and curiosity, loyalty and patriotism - these things are old. The...
Sometimes I think that creativity is a matter of seeing, or stumbling over, unobvious similarities between things—like composing a fresh metaphor, but on a more complex scale. One night in Hiroshima it occurred to me that the moon behind a certain ...
