Epidemiologists study patterns in order to combat infection. Stories about epidemics follow patterns, too. Stories aren't often deadly, but they can be virulent: spreading fast, weakening resistance, wreaking havoc.
If you live in a place that you perceive to be a crowded place, you appreciate government; you see it as this thing that protects you against crime, that keeps order, that makes sure that nobody puts a massage parlor next to your house, that keeps ot...
The lovely thing about writing is, well, two things. One, writing fiction allows us to bring an order to our lives that doesn't exist in real life. And two, it allows us to create human characters that we know better than we will ever know anyone in ...
[Last lines] Alfred Pennyworth: I thought champagne would be in order, ma'am. Vicki Vale: Hi, Alfred. Alfred Pennyworth: Mr. Wayne told me to tell you that he might be a little late. Vicki Vale: I'm not a bit surprised.
The last time I was pulled over was in 2005. I was going 55 in a 35 mile per hour zone - which I don't understand because you can barely even idle at 35 miles per hour. Anyway, I was ordered to go to traffic school. It was an 8-hour class and really ...
It's hard for me to assess what I brought because each time you pick up a camera and point it at a person, you're trying to define that person so to talk generally is difficult because I have to think of a given image in order to conjure up what we'r...
Because in order to beat Jimmy, I had to get around the ball a little bit quicker so I wasn't always on defensive and catching the ball on last stride, that I had little more time. Once I was able to get little bit quicker, then it has helped me a lo...
I've been thinking recently about all the qualities you need in order to be an actor. First and foremost, you've got to have a thick skin and give out an 'I don't give a monkey's what you think' kind of vibe, while at the same time really caring what...
Once upon a time, growing up male gave little boys a sense of certainty about the natural order of things. We had short hair, wore pants, and played baseball. Girls had long hair, wore skirts, and, no matter how hard they tried, always threw a baseba...
My generation of playwrights have grown up writing for studio theatres, and so the task of writing for more than ten or so actors is a huge challenge. Logistically, it's like doing an enormous Sudoku. Making sure everyone is in the right place at the...
I tend not to trust people who live in very tidy houses. I know that on the surface there is nothing wrong with a person being well-ordered and disciplined. Nothing, except that it leaves the impression of that person having lived in the confines of ...
Buonaparte has often made his boast that our fleet would be worn out by keeping the sea and that his was kept in order and increasing by staying in port; but know he finds, I fancy, if Emperors hear the truth, that his fleet suffers more in a night t...
[Rick has just allowed Jan and Annina Brandel to win at roulette in order to get money for their exit visas] Sascha: [kissing Rick on both cheeks] You have done a beautiful thing! Rick: [embarrassed] Get outta here, you crazy Russian!
Ron Woodroof: These fuckers are coming at me, man, from all angles. I wanna file a restraining order. David Wayne: Against who? Ron Woodroof: Against the government and the fucking FDA, that's who.
Waitress: Can I take your order? Hermione Granger: I'll have a cappucino. Waitress: [turns to Ron] You? Ron Weasley: What she said. Harry Potter: Same.
Captain Ramius: It reminds me of the heady days of Sputnik and Yuri Gagarin when the world trembled at the sound of our rockets. Now they will tremble again - at the sound of our silence. The order is: engage the silent drive.
Brody: Take this stuff back to the office and get to work on those signs. "Beaches Closed - No Swimming. By the Order of the Amity PD". And let Polly do the printing. Hendricks: What's the matter with my printing? Brody: Let Polly do the printing.
Agent Smith: Lieutenant, you were given specific orders. Lieutenant: I'm just doing my job. You give me that "juris-my-dick-tion" crap... you can cram it up your ass.
Malcolm X: I ordered a single, Jack. Bartender: The double's on that man, Jack. Malcolm X: Who is that? Bartender: That's West Indian Archie. Malcolm X: Yeah? What's his angle? Bartender: Some uh this, some uh that.
Dillon: Look, we've been looking for this place for months. My men were in that chopper when it got hit! Hopper's orders were to go in and get my men and he disappeared. Dutch: He didn't disappear. He was skinned alive!
Will Rodman: [from internatiol trailer] Why don't we begin? Meet Chimp Nine. We gave him a gene therapy that allows the brain to create it own cells in order to repair itself. We call it the Cure to Alzheimer's.
