Carla Jean Moss: [the cab is stopped outside the depot. Carla Jean and her mother and the driver are at the trunk struggling over bags] I got it Mama. Carla Jean's Mother: I didn't see my Prednisone. Carla Jean Moss: I put it in, Mama. Carla Jean's M...
Mr. Blonde: Listen, I appreciate what, you guys are doin' for me, but I was wonderin' when I can come back and, you know, do some real work. Joe: Well, that's hard to say, It's kind of a strange time now. Things are a little... Nice Guy Eddie: They'r...
Busch: Three guys with RPGs! Coming up on your side! Now! [Somalis fire the RPG, striking Super 6-1's tail rotor. 6-1 is now spinning out of control] Cliff Wolcott: Stay with it! Cliff Wolcott: [on radio] This is 6-1. I'm hit. I'm hit. Matthews: Supe...
During the act of making something, I experience a kind of blissful absence of the self and a loss of time. When I am done, I return to both feeling as restored as if I had been on a trip. I almost never get this feeling any other way. I once spent s...
