[last lines] Second orderly: Your deal. Get his name and number? Medic Orderly: Yeah. Corporal Stanislaus Katczinsky, 306.
[first lines] Elaine Miller: I can't believe you wanna be Atticus Finch. Oh, that makes me feel so good. Young William: I like him.
[last lines] C.C. Baxter: You hear what I said, Miss Kubelik? I absolutely adore you. Fran Kubelik: Shut up and deal...
[first lines] Young Birdman: How did we end up here? This place is horrible. Smells like balls. We don't belong here.
[first lines] Butch Cassidy: What happened to the old bank? It was beautiful. Guard: People kept robbing it. Butch Cassidy: Small price to pay for beauty.
Ennis Del Mar: Bottom line is... we're around each other an'... this thing, it grabs hold of us again... at the wrong place... at the wrong time... and we're dead.
[last lines] Partygoer: Quite a sight. Andrea Beaumont: [Melancholic] Yes. Partygoer: I'm sorry. Do - Do you want to be alone? Andrea Beaumont: I am.
[first lines] Female announcer over intercom: Next subject: Kowalski, Leon. Engineer, waste disposal. File section: New employee, six days.
[last lines] Mr. Helpmann: He's got away from us, Jack. Jack Lint: Afraid you're right, Mr. Helpmann. He's gone. Mr. Helpmann: Mmm. Jack Lint: Well...
[first lines] Singers: [TV commercial jingle] Central Services: We do the work, you do the pleasure. TV commercial pitchman: Hi, there. I want to talk to you about ducts.
The Brain: [Last lines] What did she whisper to you? Brendan Frye: She called me a dirty word. The Brain: All right, you don't have to tell me.
[last lines] Man in the street: I'm ready to [beep] Man in the street: my [beep] Man in the street: on. OK? I'm ready to get busy too. You know, I'm ready to get *busy*.
[first lines] Lyle: Come on, boys! The way you're lollygaggin' around here with them picks and them shovels, you'd think it was a hundert an' twenty degree. Can't be more than a hundert an' fourteen.
I should be proud to have my memory graced, but only if the monument be placed... here, where I endured three hundred hours in line before the implacable iron bars.
I often compare putting a hotel together to old-time movie production. You come up with a story line, you hire the writer, the director, the stars, the set designer.
I'm very interested in silence. And, more importantly, in what happens when people aren't talking on stage. I'm interested in letting actors play and do things between the lines. And in slowing everything down.
What liberals mean by 'goose-stepping' or 'ethnic cleansing' is generally something along the lines of 'eliminating taxpayer funding for the National Endowment for the Arts.' But they can't say that, or people would realize they're crazy.
One of my favorite poets, Neruda, writes close to the bone. Though I know only a little Spanish, I like to compare the Spanish and English lines and see how the translator worked.
We thought we were going to have a girl, so we had 15 girls' names lined up and a little boy popped out. We had no idea, and we had hardly any boys' names.
I miss Betty madly. I loved her. Whenever people talk about her, I get really nostalgic. There are parts of her still with me; I played her for four years and, of course, the lines get blurred.
It's a hard line to walk, man. Cause you know you want to make this movie, you want to make it dark and real, you want to show all this stuff but unfortunately you can't always do that.
