[last lines] Martin Stett: [on the phone] We know that you know, Mr. Caul. For your own sake, don't get involved any further. We'll be listening to you. [plays back recording of Harry playing saxophone]
Insp. Thomas: [answers phone] Thomas... Yes, that's right... Is this some sort of bloody joke?... What, now? Personally? Oh, yes, I'll... [cut to Thomas arriving at 10 Downing Street, the residence of the British Prime Minister]
Braithwaite: [on the phone] Hello, I need to speak to your colonel immediately. I don't care if he is asleep; go get him! What? I don't care who he's with you ruddy well put him on the line!
Forrest Gump: [in the Watergate hotel; on phone with security] Yeah, sir, you might want to send a maintenance man over to that office across the way. The lights are off, and they must be looking for a fuse box, 'cause them flashlights, they keep me ...
Maitre D': [grabs Ferris on the shoulder while he grabs the phone in the restaurant] All right, I've had enough of this. Ferris: [Ferris is annoyed] You touch me, I yell RAT!
[Machete trailer: Machete sharpens a machete] Announcer: [voiceover] He knows the score... [cut to The Boss picking up a phone] The Boss: Where are my wife and daughter? [cut to Machete in a pool with The Boss's wife and daughter] Announcer: [voiceov...
Marv: [listening to a phone message in the house they are robbing] Hey, Harry, that house we were at last night, was that the McCallisters? Harry: Yeah. Marv: You're right. They're gone. Harry: I knew they were. Marv: Silver tuna tonight!
Hildy Johnson: [Hildy's on the phone telling Walter how Earl Williams escsaped] Of course he had to have a gun to re-enact the crime with. And who do you think supplied it? Peter B. Hartwell. B For brains.
Llewelyn Moss: Yeah, I'm going to bring you something, alright. I decided to make you a special project of mine. You ain't going have to come looking for me at all. [Moss hangs up the phone]
Jennifer: [on the phone] It was so amazing, Daff! I was like, "So, my mom's gonna be out of town," and he was like, "Yeah? Well, maybe we could..." and I was like, "Yeah, sure," and he was like, "Cool,"... I know! He is so smart!
Stacey Pilgrim: 17-year-old? Scandal. Scott Pilgrim: Who told you. Stacey Pilgrim: Wallace, duh. Scott Pilgrim: That gossipy bitch. Wallace Wells: [on the phone listening] You know me.
Bryan: A friend gave this to me. It's Albanian. You mind translating it? Marko: [translates paper] "Good luck". Bryan: You don't remember me? We spoke on the phone two days ago. I told you I would find you.
Back in the early days like for the Temptations, Supremes and Four Tops, artist development was alive in record companies. Every artist had a moment to develop the record visually. When the web took over and camera phones, it stripped the artists of ...
Red carpets seem so glamorous, but you're really just standing there sweating and worrying your hair is going to fall. And in the end, people are only going to see one picture of you. You just smile for one second and then you walk over to the side a...
Your conscious brain cannot multitask. If I'm speaking to you and checking my I-Phone at the same time, I'm doing neither. This is why our society is frazzled; this misconception that we can consciously do more than one thing at a time effectively.
I love my wife. We FaceTime and we talk on the phone and she travels to come see me when she can. But she works as well. But we see each other a lot more than people would think, though, because we make it happen and we love each other so much.
My mother says I was two-and-a-half when I started playing. My father was a minister, and when he went to church in the morning, she would put on Fats Waller, Billie Holiday, Nat King Cole and Cole Porter records. I'd crawl up on the piano stool, sit...
[Mortimer has just been talking to his aunts but was interrupted by the phone ringing. He now hangs it up] Mortimer Brewster: Now, where was I? Twelve... *TWELVE*? [He runs back to talk to his aunts again]
Marvin Berry: [on the phone, as Marty plays "Johnny B. Goode"] Chuck! Chuck, it's Marvin. Your cousin, Marvin Berry. You know that new sound you're looking for? Well, listen to this! [holds the receiver out]
Laura: [On the phone with Brendan] Who is this? Brendan Frye: I won't waste your time: you don't know me. Laura: I know everyone, and I have all the time in the world. Brendan Frye: Ah, the folly of youth.
Philip Marlowe: [speaking into the phone] Hello, let me talk to Mr. Mars. Eddie Mars: This is Mars. Philip Marlowe: Oh, hello Eddie. This is Marlowe. Eddie Mars: Marlowe? Philip Marlowe: Yeah, Marlowe. Or, what's left of him.
