Anne: Nicholas don't speak to them. Nicholas: Why? Anne: They're dead. Nicholas: WHAT. Anne: They're ghosts. Come over here. Nicholas: But you said "Ghosts wear sheets and carry chains". Anne: I don't care what I said. Get away from them. Nicholas: Y...
Ángela: So besides your father, who do you live with? Jennifer: With my mommy, my daddy, and my dog Max. Ángela: Your dog isn't here either, right? I can't see him. Jennifer: No, he's not. Ángela: Do you love your dog? Jennifer: Yes. Ángela: Why ...
Michael: I brought you these flowers. To say thank you. Hanna Schmitz: Put them over there in the sink. Michael: I would've come earlier but I've been in bed for three months. Hanna Schmitz: You are better now? Michael: Yes, thank you. Hanna Schmitz:...
Penny Escher: [They are in a hospital ward surround by lots of sick and injured people] What are we doing here? I don't even think we're supposed to *be* in here. Kay Eiffel: You told me I needed visual stimulation. Penny Escher: Yeah, I meant a muse...
Mrs. Lovett: [sings] Mrs. Mooney has a pie shop, / Does a business, but I noticed something weird: / Lately all her neighbor's cats have disappeared. / Have to hand it to her, / What I calls / Enterprise / Popping pussies into pies. / Wouldn't do in ...
Travis Bickle: All the animals come out at night - whores, skunk pussies, buggers, queens, fairies, dopers, junkies, sick, venal. Someday a real rain will come and wash all this scum off the streets. I go all over. I take people to the Bronx, Brookly...
Marv: [Bud has been ignoring him] What the hell is the matter with you? Things are so bad out there even the lifers are complaining, but not you. No. You're pulling in big money. So what's the score huh... Bud Fox: Hey LOOK! I am SICK and TIRED of pl...
Gilberte Doinel: He's a liar! Julien Doinel: Like you! Gilberte Doinel: If you raised him right... Julien Doinel: Shit! I gave him a name! I feed him! Gilberte Doinel: I'm sick of your complaints! Fed up! If you can't stand him, say so. We'll put him...
Flint Sky: Those people in the forest, what did you see on them? Jaguar Paw: I do not understand. Flint Sky: Fear. Deep rotting fear. They were infected by it. Did you see? Fear is a sickness. It will crawl into the soul of anyone who engages it. It ...
Brandon: Boy, I... I really fucked up. I borrowed one of Candace's checks, then I got that speeding ticket, and this fake I.D. I guess, I just need to learn to stay home, huh? Lana's Mom: Brandon, I invite you into my home and you expose my daughter ...
[Butch and Sundance are under fire from unseen Bolivian policemen] Butch Cassidy: What do you think? I'll bet it's just one guy. [the Sundance Kid takes off his hat and holds it outward which is immediately shot out of his hand by at least five gunsh...
A kid thinking about fairy tales and believing in fairy tales Acts like a sick god, but like a god. Because even though he affirms that what doesn’t exist exists, He knows things exist, that he exists, He knows existing exists and doesn’t explain...
The concept of disease is fast replacing the concept of responsibility. With increasing zeal Americans use and interpret the assertion "I am sick" as equivalent to the assertion "I am not responsible": Smokers say they are not responsible for smoking...
I'm pretty sure my parents are pretending they are sick. I know because I taught them both to do that little trick. You blow your nose and hold your head and claim your brain is breaking. And so, a pro like me would know my folks are clearly faking. ...
Stop being the shy boy that wants to do everything right and responsibly. I’m sick of your honorable intentions Eli. In fifty years, when I’m old in my bed I want to wake up when the sun shines in my window and know that the person lying beside m...
For the longest time I was so sick I didn't have the strength or inclination to read, but looking at my books stacked up on the bedside table was comforting, like having old friends sitting in the room with me, friends who didn't require anything of ...
Perhaps the perusal of such works may, without injustice, be compared with the use of opiates, baneful, when habitually and constantly resorted to, but of most blessed power in those moments of pain and of langour, when the whole head is sore, and th...
I think I could turn and live with the animals, they are so placid and self contained; I stand and look at them long and long. They do not sweat and whine about their condition; They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins; They do not m...
If a man believes in a stone, that stone will serve him well.
A dead man does not know where his grave is.
Fear a silent man. He has lips like a drum.
