Sloe: You got some id? Slevin: See, the funny thing about that is I got mugged this morning... Sloe: [interrupting] Look, look! Tell it to the one-legged man, so he can bump it off down the road. [Slevin gives a blank stare]
Raymond Shaw: [after Shooting the Iselins, he turns to a surprised Marco] You couldn't stop them, the army couldn't stop them, so I had to. Marco: [He stares at him in confusion] Raymond Shaw: Oh Damn it Ben! Raymond Shaw: [Shoots himself with the ri...
Jill: [stares at Harmonica from her window] Cheyenne. What's he waiting for out there? What's he doing? Cheyenne: He's whittling on a piece of wood. I got a feeling that when he stops whittling, something's gonna happen.
[Buttercup and Westley have just entered the Fire Swamp] Westley: [looking around] It's not that bad. [Buttercup stares unbelievingly at him] Westley: Well, I'm not saying I'd like to build a summer home here, but the trees are actually quite lovely.
Marv: I'll stare the bastard in the face as he screams to God, and I'll laugh harder when he whimpers like a baby. And when his eyes go dead, the hell I send him to will seem like heaven after what I've done to him.
[deleted scene] Tristan: [while he and Victoria are drinking champagne] You know... an interesting fact, actually - the first champagne glass was molded on the left breast of Marie Antoinette. [Victoria stares at him, disgusted] Tristan: I don't know...
Aurora Greenway: [to workmen hanging her paintings] Careful there. Those are worth more than you'll ever make in your lifetime. [everyone stares at her] Emma Horton: [sighs] I grew up with it my whole life. You can take it for a couple of minutes.
Ryan Bingham: You know that moment when you look into somebody's eyes and you can feel them staring into your soul and the whole world goes quiet just for a second? Natalie Keener: Yes. Ryan Bingham: Right. Well, I don't.
District Attorney: [when the Judge announces the switch of jury] What did you tell him? Ness: I told him his name is in the ledger too. [Close-up of the Judge, staring daggers at Ness from the bench] District Attorney: His name wasn't in the ledger.....
King Candy: And if I ever see you here again, Wreck-It Ralph, I'll lock you in my Fungeon! Wreck-It Ralph: "Fungeon"? King Candy: Fun-Dungeon. It's a play on words. Get it? [Ralph stares blankly] King Candy: A play on... never mind!
Lou Mannheim: Bud... Bud I like you. Just remember something. Man looks in the abyss, there's nothing staring back at him. At that moment man finds his character. And that is what keeps him out of the abyss. Bud Fox: I think I understand.
Wichita: [Bill Murray lets out a long exhale, like he's taken his last breath, then inhales and does it again, before dying; Wichita suddenly bursts out giggling, everybody stares at her] I'm sorry, he just gets me. But, it's really sad.
Don't ever let the other stuff get in the way of your inherent skills as a kick-butt storyteller. Move the reader, make them happy and sad and excited and scared. Make them stare into space after they've put the book down, thinking about the tale tha...
Lindsey Brigman: [as the Pseudopod approaches] Bud! Bud! Get up! [Bud sits up, stares at the pseudopod] Virgil: [throwing a pillow at Cat] Hey, Cat. Cat! Catfish De Vries: [half-awake] Hey, lemme alone. [sees the pseudopod, jerks awake and grabs a fl...
Lorraine Baines: [frowns at a stuttering Marty] Are you all right? Marty McFly: [stares at his mother's obviously enlarged breasts] I'm fine, I'm fine. It's just that you're so... you're so... big.
I hope you know that you are not alone, and in those hours when you feel that you are, just know there are other people out there — singing the same melodies of wanderlust, climbing over mountains in the dark, and waking in the night to stare at th...
This boy was so far out of my league it was embarrassing. I found myself staring at him, trying to find some minute flaw that might justify dragging him back to my level. Finding nothing, I decided that having a dimple on only one cheek was practical...
When I wrote the opera, I made a deal with myself that for at least an hour a day I would work on it, even if it meant just sitting on my piano bench, staring into space and thinking about it. It's about keeping it regular, like your bowel movements ...
Look, did you ask me to come all the way uptown just so you could stare at me like I was something in a petri dish? Next time I'll send you a photo." "And I'll frame it and put it on my nightstand," said Jace.
The Crown Prince of Adarlan stared him down. "And consider where your true loyalties lie." Once, Chaol might have argued. Once, he might have protested that his loyalty to the crown was his greatest asset. But that blind loyalty and obedience had sta...
He stared at her neck. Realization pulsed. He was looking at the bite he had given her. A hard length was growing against her hip. “So, is that your long, scaly, reptilian tail, or are you just happy to see me?” No, she did not just say that. Did...
