Robin Hood is often seen as the hands-on-hips, archetypal, tally-ho hero. But, realistically, the one calling the shots wouldn't be at the front shouting about it. He'd be the one you don't expect.
They sit there shouting "Don't do it." Someone told them revolution looked like the Cosby Show. A slight tug with a good lesson. Revolution is a tough struggle between what was and what needs to be.
When I was a teenager in Iceland people would throw rocks and shout abuse at me because they thought I was weird. I never got that in London no matter what I wore.
I phoned my grandparents and my grandfather said 'We saw your movie.' 'Which one?' I said. He shouted 'Betty, what was the name of that movie I didn't like?
Some parents say it is toy guns that make boys warlike. But give a boy a rubber duck and he will seize its neck like the butt of a pistol and shout 'Bang!'
The recollection of how, when and where it all happened became vague as the lingering strains hung in the rafters of the studio. I wanted to shout back at it, Maybe I didn't write you, but I found you.
Frank Booth: What kind of beer do you like? Jeffrey Beaumont: Heineken. Frank Booth: [shouting] Heineken? Fuck that shit! Pabst Blue Ribbon!
Think of it this way: performing is like sprinting while screaming for three, four minutes. And then you do it again. And then you do it again. And then you walk a little, shouting the whole time. And so on. Your adrenaline quickly overwhelms your co...
Celie: [to herself, after Shug shouts Albert's first name when she throws the burned food out of the bedroom] Albert?
Herbie: Can I help you, mate? Richard: [shrugs] Sorry? Herbie: [says aggressively] What the fuck are you looking at? Richard: [shouts] You, ya cunt!
John McClane: This thing got airbags? Zeus: Your side does, I don't know about mi- [shouts] Zeus: McClane!
Narrator: Fight Club wasn't about winning or losing. It wasn't about words. The hysterical shouting was in tongues, like at a Pentecostal Church.
[first lines] Omar: [whispers to sleeping Aziz] Aziz! Aziz! Professor Pacoli: [shouts] Aziz! Light! [Aziz wakes up with a start] Billy: "Aziz! Light!"
Nebula: Seal all security doors! [shouts orders in native language, then storms out] Nebula: Get out of my way!
[last lines] Tuco: [shouting] Hey, Blond! You know what you are? Just a dirty son-of-a-b-!
Nicholas Angel: [shouting] Have you ever wondered why, why the crime rate in Sandford is so low, yet the accident rate is so high?
Boy on Tricycle: [after watching the Parr Family defeat Syndrome over their house] Oh, man... [shouts] Boy on Tricycle: That was totally wicked!
Lawrence: [shouting through the wall from his apartment] Hey Peter, man, check out channel 9, check out this chick.
[Shaun leads the zombies away from the pub to create a diversion] Shaun: Come and get it! It's a running buffet! [shouts] Shaun: All you can eat!
Private Reiben: [shouts at Private Ryan] Hey asshole! Two of our guys died trying to find you all right?
Candy Store Girl: Hey, what about the money you owe? Luther: [shouts] FOR WHAT? [Throws the stolen candy bar on the counter]
