[watching Tor Johnsson at his wrestling match] Bunny Breckinridge: Guess where I'm going next week. Edward D. Wood, Jr.: I don't know. Where? Bunny Breckinridge: Mexico. Guess what I'm doing when I get there. Edward D. Wood, Jr.: I don't know. Lie on...
Perchik: There's a question... A certain question I want to discuss with you. Hodel: Yes? Perchik: It's a political question. Hodel: What is it? Perchik: The question of... marriage. Hodel: Is this a political question? Perchik: Well, yes. Yes, every...
[first lines] Tony Stark: I feel like you're driving me to court martial. This is crazy. What did I do? I feel like you're gonna pull over and snuff me. What, you're not allowed to talk? Hey, Forrest! Jimmy: We can talk, sir. Tony Stark: Oh, I see. S...
Ben Sanderson: [to a woman at the bar] What's your name? Terri: Terri. Ben Sanderson: Terri, I am going to buy you a drink. Terri: I'm OK, thanks. Ben Sanderson: Bud, please. Buy the lady a drink and another one for you. I'm Benjamin. Ben. Benny Good...
Gwenovier: So where are you from originally? Frank T.J. Mackey: Around here. Gwenovier: The Valley? Frank T.J. Mackey: Hollywood, mainly. Gwenovier: What did your parents do? Frank T.J. Mackey: My father was in television. My mother... This is going ...
Jack Sparrow: Anamaria. [Anamaria slaps Jack] Will Turner: I suppose, you didn't deserve that one either? Jack Sparrow: No, that one I deserved. Anamaria: You stole my boat! Jack Sparrow: Actually... Anamaria: [Anamaria slaps Jack again] Jack Sparrow...
Charles Bushman: There was a young man by the name of John Leggit Hunter who ran a filling station business, a good filling station business and he's one of these young men we all come across in life, I'm sure you've come across 'em, who did not dese...
Tony Montana: Bet you feel good, huh? Bet you feel good to kill a mother and her kids, huh, bet you feel *big*... Alberto The Shadow: Shut your mouth! Tony Montana: ...Like, you big man. Well fuck you. What do you think I am? You think I'd kill two k...
Jack: I might be in love with another woman. Miles Raymond: In love? Really? 24 hours with some wine-pourer chick and you're fucking in love? Come on! And you're gonna give up everything? Jack: Here's what I'm thinking: you and me, we move up here, w...
Moses: [Moses opened the door, after Bithiah knocked] Bithiah. Bithiah: In fear of your God, they have set me free. May a stranger enter? Moses: There are no strangers among those who seek God's mercy. Bithiah: My bearers? Moses: All who thirst for f...
Katerina Cavalieri: I heard you met Herr Mozart. Antonio Salieri: News travels fast in Vienna. Katerina Cavalieri: And he's been commissioned to write an opera. Is it true? Antonio Salieri: Yes. Katerina Cavalieri: Is there a part in it for me? Anton...
Agent Phil Coulson: You're at 114 Solenski Plaza, 3rd floor. We have an F-22 exactly eight miles out. Put the woman on the phone or I will blow up the block before you can make the lobby. [Luchkov, intimidated, puts the phone between Natasha's ear an...
[Susan is pretending to be a mobster] David Huxley: Constable, she's making all this up out of motion pictures she's seen! Susan Vance: Oh, I suppose I saw you with that red-headed skirt in a motion picture ? Constable Slocum: There you are doc - ano...
Siddhartha wants liberation, Dante wants Beatrice, Frodo wants to get to Mount Doom—we all want something. Quest is elemental to the human experience. All road narratives are to some extent built on quest. If you’re a woman, though, this fundamen...
the battered woman--for she wore a skirt--with her right hand exposed, her left clutching at her side, stood singing of love--love which has lasted a million years, she sang, love which prevails, and millions of years ago, her lover, who had been dea...
While waiting for Brenna to prepare the drink he did as directed and worked through their conversation. It would've gone faster had he not kept getting distracted by the sight of her moving with feminine efficiency mere meters away. The sway of her h...
...we've told men for so long that we're equal, we can open our own doors, carry our own bags, pay our own way, that now they're afraid to offer in case we accuse them of sex discrimination. If you were a man would you buy a woman underwear? I wouldn...
Just at that moment, Lucilla happened to cross the lawn at a distance. At sight of her, I could not, as I pointed to her, forbear exclaiming in the words of Sir John's favorite poet, There doth beauty dwell, There most conspicuous, e'en in outward sh...
June, you have killed my sincerity too. I will never again know who I am, what I am, what I love, what I want. Your beauty has drowned me, the core of me. You carry away with you a part of me reflected in you. When your beauty struck me, it dissolved...
We got a call from across the street that a black woman had broken into this house.” “And you were going to arrest her without even knocking on the door?” “We had to secure her first. Um. Are you okay, ma’am?” “Of course I am. Don’t y...
God damn it, don’t you do this. You have no idea how badly I want you right now. I’d love nothing more than to bury myself inside you, and feel you lose yourself around me as you scream my name; the very idea of fucking the woman I love, , after ...
