Peter Warne: Just keep your eye on that thumb. [sticks out his thumb to hitch a ride, the car wizzes past] Ellie Andrews: Still got my eye on the thumb. Peter Warne: Something must have happened. I'll try number 2. Ellie Andrews: Well, wake me up whe...
H.ma: I cannot allow you before Theoden King so armed, Gandalf Greyhame... by order of Grima Wormtongue. [Gandalf nods, and they hand over their weapons] H.ma: Your staff. Gandalf: Oh... you would not part an old man from his walking stick? [Hama let...
Mona Lisa Vito: [Vinny looks at her funny] What? Vinny Gambini: Nothing. You stick out like a sore thumb around here. Mona Lisa Vito: Me? What about you? Vinny Gambini: I fit in better than you. At least I'm wearing cowboy boots. Mona Lisa Vito: Oh y...
Frog Spirit: Lin... Lin: What? [pushes Chihiro into the elevator to keep her from being seen] Frog Spirit: I smell something... a human! You smell like a human! Lin: Oh, really. Frog Spirit: You're hiding something, Lin. Come on, spit it out. Lin: [p...
[On "Woody's Roundup" TV show, Jessie's animal friends run to Woody to come to her rescue] Rabbit: [incoherent chatter] Woody: What's that? Jessie and Prospector are trapped in the old abandoned mine and Prospector just lit a stick of dynamite thinki...
Smart Ass: Look, Valiant, we got a reliable tip-off. The rabbit was here. It was corrugated by several others. So cut the "bull-shtick"! Eddie Valiant: You keep talkin' like that, and I'm gonna have to wash your mouth out! [he sticks a bar of soap in...
[first lines] Truck Driver: That way is Proctor, and over here is the moors. I go this way. Jack: Thanks for the ride, sir. You have lovely sheep. Truck Driver: Boys, keep off the moors, stick to the roads. The best to ya... David: Thanks again. [the...
[seeing a poster for the Enchantment Under the Sea dance] Dr. Emmett Brown: Look! There's a rhythmic ceremonial ritual coming up. Marty McFly: Of course! The Enchantment Under the Sea dance! They're supposed to go to this. That's where they kiss for ...
Ken: What the fuck are you doing, Ray? Ray: What the fuck are 'you' doing? [Ken sticks pistol behind his back] Ken: Nothing. Ray: Oh, my God... you were gonna kill me. Ken: No, I wa - You were gonna kill yourself! Ray: Well... I'm allowed. Ken: No, y...
I’m a big believer in winging it. I’m a big believer that you’re never going to find perfect city travel experience or the perfect meal without a constant willingness to experience a bad one. Letting the happy accident happen is what a lot of v...
Led Zeppelin! I clapped my hand over my mouth. This big, strong man, wearing a muscle shirt and cargo pants, sang rock songs to a toddler in the middle of the night. I was so toast. Game over. And it was doubly terrifying, considering I had no idea h...
After college, I went to San Francisco and worked as a secretary in a reinsurance company. That was a pretty dismal job. It was a real small place. Guys would come in, and they'd sort of stick out their arms like wings so I could take their coats off...
Grits are hot; they are abundant, and they will by-gosh stick to your ribs. Give your farmhands (that is, your children) cold cereal for breakfast and see how many rows they hoe. Make them a pot of grits and butter, and they’ll hoe till dinner and ...
The...act of surrender—or devotion, as the case may be—was, to him, a kind of lifeline for those who sought a quick answer and didn’t want to stick around long enough to see their doubt through to its ultimate conclusion. A conclusion, which, o...
I love the smell of the ice... And the cold. The sound the puck makes when it's sliding across the ice or when hits the net for a goal... as long as it's our goal. I love the sound of sticks crashing against one another. The sound my skates make when...
The man's gaze hesitated on the four-inch cut on Joe's left cheek, courtesy of the log that had slapped him in the face on the river. With twenty-some stitches sticking out, the wound looked like a giant red caterpillar was crawling across Joe's face...
He had made his decision. Later in life Ann would learn that when certain men made decisions no matter how much it might torture them afterwards they would stick with their decision. Men, she learned, would rather suffer than change their minds or th...
I know, i know. You're afraid of making mistakes. Don't be. Mistakes can be profited by. Man, when I was younger I shoved my ignorance in people's faces. They beat me with sticks. By the times I was fort my blunt instrument has been honed to a fine c...
We're going to change. We're going to throw out what's worse in us and keep what's best. But come hell or high water, we three will stick together, all for one, one for all. We're going to grow, Cathy, physically, mentally, and emotionally. Not only ...
PDR: Persons of Dubious Reality; refugees from the collective consciousness. Uninvited visitors who have fallen through the grating that divides the real, from the written. They arrive with their actions hardwired due to their repetitious existence a...
Think of the cafeteria as a road map to where you belong.” Danielle pointed to the beautiful people in one corner. “Princesses and Princes over here. Then you have Heroes—leading ladies and gents that aren’t royalty—Sidekicks, Villains, Pir...
