Hiccup: [drawing a new spot on his map] So, what should we name it? [Toothless scratches under his arm with his snout] Hiccup: Itchy Armpit it is.
Alan Garner: Hey what's that on your arm? Stu Price: Oh my God - Phil, you were in the hospital last night. Phil Wenneck: Yeah, I guess I was. Alan Garner: Are you okay?
[Natalie runs up to the Prime Minister at Heathrow airport and leaps into his arms] Prime Minister: God, you weigh a lot! Natalie: Oh, shut your face!
Mickey: How'd you think I'm doing? He's fucking nearly chopped my arm off. [after being attacked by Willie with a machete]
[first lines] Yuri Orlov: There are over 550 million firearms in worldwide circulation. That's one firearm for every twelve people on the planet. The only question is: How do we arm the other 11?
Nurse #2: Mrs. Nordberg, I think we can save your husband's arm. Where would you like it sent?
Duke: Southern summers are indifferent to the trials of young love. Armed with warnings and doubts, Noah and Allie gave a remarkably convincing portrayal of a boy and a girl traveling down a very long road with no regard for the consequences.
Westley: Give us the gate key. Yellin: I have no gate key. Inigo Montoya: Fezzik, tear his arms off. Yellin: Oh, you mean *this* gate key.
Frank McLaury: [a mortally wounded McLaury is taking aim at Doc] I've got you now... you son of a bitch! Doc Holliday: [holds up arms] You're a daisy if you do! [Morgan shoots McLaury]
Alabama: I'm gonna go jump in the tub and get all slippery and soapy and then hop in that waterbed and watch X-rated movies 'till you get your ass back in my lovn' arms.
Woody: Buzz, will you get up here and gimme a hand? [Buzz throws his broken-off arm to Woody] Woody: Ha-ha, ha-ha. That's real funny. THIS IS SERIOUS!
Master at Arms: [Rose has just lied about how she "slipped" while leaning over the rail to see the propellers and that Jack saved her] Was that the way of it? Jack: Yeah. Yeah, that was pretty much shit.
Fatty Rossiter: It was already loaded. Jesus, Clyde, you have three pistols and you only have one arm for Christ's sake. Clyde: Well I just don't want to be killed for lack of shootin' back.
Wichita: You have just survived the zombie apocalypse and drove half way across the country... where are you gonna go? Little Rock: [sticks arms up in air] I'm going to Pacific Playland! Woo!
Encouragement to others is something everyone can give. Somebody needs what you have to give. It may not be your money; it may be your time. It may be your listening ear. It may be your arms to encourage. It may be your smile to uplift. Who knows?
Our military leaders don't seize power in coups; our soldiers and sailors don't go on strike for higher pay or benefits; our armed forces don't weigh in on the political process. In return, Americans have a sacred duty to treat them honorably.
I don't know any other way to live but to wake up every day armed with my convictions, not yielding them to the threat of danger and to the power and force of people who might despise me.
Even if it wasn't always morning in America during the years of his presidency, Reagan's eagerness to insist that it was tapped into a longing among voters. They didn't want to picture themselves turning down their thermostats and buttoning up their ...
President Chavez has always been a loyal friend of Gaddafi, assassinated in the crudest way possible. Europe should think about the bombings and the destruction of Libya that filled the country with terrorists. Who's truly ruling Libya's military and...
Ennis Del Mar: [with his arms around Jack] C'mon now, you're sleepin' on your feet like a horse. My mama used to say that to me when I was little. And sing to me... [humming]
I started to itch to do a play again and 'Macbeth' came to the surface in my mind. I never thought I would do it in a conventional way. A sweaty Macbeth with blood on his arms coming in fresh from the battle doesn't interest me.
