[on the phone] Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Well, Sir, Mr. Copeland was a bad man. He was gonna shoot one of my kids. [pauses] Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Well, sir, you can blame me, I'm the one that shot him.
Marge Gunderson: [to Radisson hotel concierge] I'm doing really super there, thanks. I am Mrs. Gunderson. I have a reservation. Hotel Clerk: Yep, you sure do, Mrs. Gunderson. Marge Gunderson: [smiling] Is there a phone down here, you think?
[business is terrible at Ghostbusters] Janine Melnitz: [answers the phone] Hello, Ghostbusters... Yes, of course they're serious... You do?... You have?... No kidding! Just gimme the address... Oh sure, they will be totally discreet. Thank you! [hang...
[McCauley calls Van Zant on the phone] Roger Van Zant: What are you doing? Neil McCauley: What am I doing? I'm talking to an empty telephone. Roger Van Zant: I don't understand. Neil McCauley: 'Cause there is a dead man on the other end of this fucki...
Cobb: If I get on this plane and you don't honor our agreement, when we land, I go to jail for the rest of my life. Saito: Complete the job en route. I make one phone call from the plane. You'll have no trouble getting through Immigration.
Cobb: [over the phone] How are you, huh? How are you doing? James: Okay, I guess. Cobb: Who's just okay? Is that you, James? James: Yeah. Is Mommy with you? Cobb: James, we talked about this. Mommy's not here anymore. James: Where?
[talking on the phone about Sammy Jankis' attempts to learn through repitition] Leonard Shelby: Sammy had no drive, no reason to make it work. [listens and looks at his tattoo reading "John G. raped and murdered my wife"] Leonard Shelby: Me? Yeah, I ...
Yale: You know we have to stop seeing each other, don't you. Mary Wilke: Oh, yeah. Right. Right. I understand. I could tell by the sound of your voice on the phone. Very authoritative, y'know. Like the pope, or the computer in 2001.
Stanley Goodspeed: [Stanley and Carla are making love. The phone rings] I have to get that. Carla: No, you don't. Stanley Goodspeed: Yes, I do. They know I'm home. Carla: [annoyed] Stanley, how can they possibly know you're home? Stanley Goodspeed: [...
If I were doing a real rock show, slapping the phone book in time to the music, grooving with the songs, then it would matter to know how I felt about what I was playing. You can't fake it in that situation. But I'm just counting them down as they ap...
Oh, I have this feud going with the L.A. Unified School District, because I keep getting these phone calls saying my daughter keeps missing classes, I mean, at all hours of the night, I had like, two calls this morning and I keep calling saying I hav...
What I try very hard to do is have an hour or so in the morning when I leave the house and don't have my phone with me. I'll go sit in a cafe and read and handwrite in my notebook and not be facing a screen. My head will be clear. I will be able to h...
[last lines] Japanese newscaster: Susan Jones, who was wounded in a terrorist attack in Morocco, was discharged from a Casablanca hospital this morning, local time. The American people finally have a happy ending, after five days of frantic phone cal...
I can look into someone's eyes and feel like I know her better, versus a phone call, where you can't get that same type of emotion. That's why text messaging gets you in trouble: You can't bond, and emoticons explain only so much.
Unless you are rich and can convalesce in a sanatorium estate (where visitors came down a tiered, oceanside lawn to found you at your easel) you have to keep going when you're depressed. That means phone calls, appointments errands, holidays, family,...
Unless you are rich and can convalesce in a sanatorium estate (where visitors came down a tiered, oceanside lawn to find you at your easel) you have to keep going when you're depressed. That means phone calls, appointments, errands, holidays, family,...
I think I've been fortunate to be at the top of the game and in the media for years, and a lot of times, people want to be your friend when you're on the top. You know, there have been times when I've been injured and I never got a phone call. So tha...
When I lost my record deal, and my phone wasn't ringing, I realized that I had to reassess who Vesta was and figure out what was going wrong. I knew it wasn't my singing ability. So it had to be that I was expendable because I didn't have the right l...
I did plenty of jobs that I hated. I was a bank teller and terrible at it. I parked cars, a valet. I answered phones. I somehow avoided being a waiter. I knew I wouldn't be able to keep the order straight. I'm not much of a multi-tasker.
Perhaps the depth of love can be calibrated by the number of different selves that are actively involved in a given relationship.
As for man, his days are numbered, whatever he might do, it is but wind.
