A lot of weird things happen to me. People call out to me on the street and I figure I know them, and I walk over. And then they start to talk about a movie, and I get so embarrassed. Sometimes they think I'm Lorraine Bracco or Laura San Giacomo or M...
When I was 17, I went to India for six weeks and had what, at the time, was a very challenging trip. You walk down the street and you see lepers and beggars, and there were several of us, a group of Americans. I remember we were just trying to park o...
I see bad stuff on the street all the time that I don't do anything about. I do bad stuff myself all the time. The goal is not to somehow be perfect - that's silly, that's naive. The goal is to just recognize there are choices in front of us, and to ...
Two records put me over the top with hip-hop. One of them was 'Planet Rock,' and the other had no lyrics - it was called 'Numbers,' from a group called Kraftwerk. Every kid in the 'hood in New York and New Jersey was popping, locking, and breaking to...
Most of us grew up with video games in the household, either the original Nintendo in the living room or hoarding quarters for that trip to the arcade. And as time moves on, that line of nostalgia will keep moving forward where 'Frogger' gets replace...
Why do you think the fans like us - why they prefer our street raps over all that phony stuff out there? Because we're telling the real story of what it's like living in places like Compton. We're giving them reality. We're like reporters. We give th...
Antoine Beaulieu 21 à 27 ans: [after he surprised Zac imitating Bowie] You done imitating that fucking fag? Huh? You're making us look like a bunch of idiots. [shows Zac people down the street watching him]
Albrecht: That's Tin-tin. One of T-Bird's little helpers. I think you can rule out accidental death. Lead Cop: Don't any of your street-demons have real grown-up names?
Insp. Thomas: [answers phone] Thomas... Yes, that's right... Is this some sort of bloody joke?... What, now? Personally? Oh, yes, I'll... [cut to Thomas arriving at 10 Downing Street, the residence of the British Prime Minister]
Chief Insp. Hubbard: [Detective Pearson is about to leave with Mrs. Wendice's small purse around his wrist] Oh, wait a minute, you clot; you can't walk down the street like that - you, you'll be arrested!
Bill: Mulberry Street... and Worth... Cross and Orange... and Little Water. Each of the Five Points is a finger. When I close my hand it becomes a fist. And, if I wish, I can turn it against you.
Keith Frazier: C'mon let's go down the street to the bar. I'll buy you a drink Dalton Russell: Thanks but I'm trying to stay away from bars right now if you know what I mean.
[on being introduced to Terence, the head of the Downing Street staff] Prime Minister: I had an uncle called Terence once. Hated him. I think he was a pervert. But I very much like the look of you.
[Nobutada is shamed by Imperial Guards who cut off his top knot and take his swords, leaving him in a heap in the street] Algren: C'mon, I'll take you home. Nobutada: Jolly good.
Kris Kringle: Oh, Christmas isn't just a day, it's a frame of mind... and that's what's been changing. That's why I'm glad I'm here, maybe I can do something about it.
Doris: Would you please tell her that you're not really Santa Claus, that actually is no such person? Kris Kringle: Well, I hate to disagree with you, but not only IS there such a person, but here I am to prove it.
Mrs. Mara: Sometimes I wish I married a butcher or a plumber. District Attorney: My dear, if I lose this hearing, you may very well get your wish.
Kris Kringle: You know what the imagination is? Susan Walker: Oh, sure. That's when you see things, but they're not really there. Kris Kringle: Well, that can be caused by other things, too.
Charlie: You know something? She is really good-lookin'. I gotta say that again. She is really good-lookin'. But she's black. You can see that real plain, right? Look, there isn't much of a difference anyway, is there. Well, is there?
Johnny Boy: What's the matter, you too good for this ten dollars? Huh? You too good for it? It's a good ten dollars. Know somethin' Mikey? You make me laugh. You know that?
[Johnny Boy is pointing his .38 at Michael] Michael Longo: You don't have the guts to use that. Johnny Boy: I don't, huh? I don't have the guts? Come here, asshole. Come over here. I'll put this up your ass.
