Effie Perine: Look at me, Sam. You worry me. You always think you know what you're doing, but you're too slick for your own good. Some day you're going to find it out.
Sam: [in letter] Dear Suzy, I accidentally built a fire while I was sleepwalking. I have no memory of this, but my foster parents think I am lying. Mrs. Billingsley: [fighting doghouse conflagration with fire extinguisher]
Sam: Listen to some reason. I don't like you. You don't like me. So, why don't you just let us disappear? Redford: Well, it's tempting, but we can't allow it.
Suzy: It doesn't make me feel very good. I found this on top of our refrigerator. [Pulls out a book "Coping with the very troubled child"] Sam: Does that mean you? Suzy: I think so, yeah.
Suzy: We might have to swim for it. Sam: How deep is it? I didn't bring my life jacket. Suzy: I don't know but if it's too shallow, we'll break our necks anyway.
Charlie: I think The Smiths are my favorite. Sam: Are you kidding? I *love* The Smiths! Best break up band ever. What's your favorite song? Charlie: "Asleep".
Bryan Callen: I'll tell you what: you do that to someone on the street and they'd lock you up and throw away the key! Break out the yellow tape, Sam. Tommy's walking away from the cage like he's leaving a crime scene.
Sam Sheridan: Give the guy a break. At least he's fought in the UFC before. He's fought real fighters. I remember him. Bryan Callen: I remember him, too. I remember him being very unmemorable.
Sam Lowry: I assure you, Mrs. Buttle, the Ministry is very scrupulous about following up and eradicating any error. If you have any complaints which you'd like to make, I'd be more than happy to send you the appropriate forms.
We've committed many war crimes in Vietnam - but I'll tell you something interesting about that. We were committing war crimes in World War II, before the Nuremberg trials were held and the principle of war crimes was stated.
Kao što netko nakon kakva luda sna shvati da mu je krenuti u Ameriku, kao što netko nakon probdjevene noći konačno odluči oženiti djevojkom koju je još sinoć definitivno iznogirao, tako sam i ja iznenada počeo čitati. I to ne slučajno, nev...
Andrew Largeman: You know that point in your life when you realize the house you grew up in isn't really your home anymore? All of a sudden even though you have some place where you put your shit, that idea of home is gone. Sam: I still feel at home ...
It did matter to get out of bed. There were webs to weave. Strings to grasp. Packages to deliver. Conversations to start. Thoughts to be expressed. Sams to slam into. Oceans to swim. And sad little men hiding in electrical sockets, waiting to be born...
Zavolio sam ga, znam po tome što mi je postao potreban, što nisam zamjerio ničemu ma šta da je rekao i učinio, i što mi je sve njegovo postalo važno. Ljubav je valjda jedina stvar na svijetu koju ne treba objašnjavati ni tražiti joj razlog.
She looked back to see Sam standing there at the edge of the strip of sunlight inside Common Grounds, staring after her with an expression on his face like he'd lost his best- his only friend.
Honest to god, Clare, you act like the dress is more important than you being shot!” Of course it is! It’s a Versace, you idiot! Bring help! I’m going to save this dress at all costs.” - Sam to Clare
I have a genuine philosophy. I do not want to make negative pictures about people, and so I do everything I can to help make them feel comfortable in front of the camera. That is what is going to control your picture, because you are alone if your su...
I collect collectivisms. I’ve already got socialism and communism, and all I need is fascism to complete the set. I’m looking to trade my dusty democracy, but Uncle Sam isn’t interested in a deal at this time.
Sam's hand brushed her shoulder, and she almost jumped out of her skin as he brought his mouth close to her ear and murmured, "You look beautiful. Though I bet you already know that." She most certainly did.
You know what you are, Sam Brody?" she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck. "A big, fat tease." They both knew there wasn't an ounce of fat on him. They also both knew exactly what she meant.
Sam…” “What?” she whispered. “Tell me what to do to fix it.” She shook her head and closed her eyes as though she couldn’t bear to see him. “You can’t fix it.” He had to. Failure here was not an option. “Let me try.
