Nothing's sacred anymore. Those girls and I got so close. They were painting me naked every day for months. It was kind of like going to a really bizarre sleepover. It's what you guys imagine we do: One naked girl and seven pairs of hands all over he...
Lennie Pike: [furious] So! So someone will "stumble over the little girl's bicycle in the dark", huh? Well when I'm finished with *you*, they'll be stumbling over *YOU* in the *dark*!
Senator Long: The way those hippies look, you can't tell the boys from the girls! [laughs] Senator Long: I saw a girl yesterday, she was pregnant. Had her whole belly showin' and ya know what she had painted on it? "Love Child"! [laughs]
When I first read Anne Frank's 'Diary of a Young Girl,' I saw for the first time that a girl could be a writer and that it had something to do with survival and with ethics and fighting against evil. I admired her, though her diary remained terrifyin...
Randal Graves: How the fuck do you always have like two good-looking girls who want you? You're the most hideous fucking chud I've ever met, and you always have a pair of girls fighting over you.
Gru: Kyle. These are not treats. These are guests! [to the girls] Gru: Girls, this is Kyle, my... dog. [Kyle growls] Agnes: Ooh, fluffy doggie! [runs toward Kyle, who whines and runs away; griefs in disappointment] Margo: What kind of dog is that? Ag...
Makoto Konno: [while walking with Yuri] [Voice-over] Makoto Konno: In general, I'm quite cautious, so I never suffered any major injury, both physically and in the emotional... [a man is thrown to her and both are crashing in a tree]
Mikael Blomkvist: I may have found something. Frode: You're joking! What have you found? Mikael Blomkvist: The last time I reported on something without being absolutely sure I lost my life savings.
Walter Burns: You've got an old fashioned idea divorce is something that lasts forever, 'til death do us part.' Why divorce doesn't mean anything nowadays, Hildy, just a few words mumbled over you by a judge.
Walter Burns: Look, Hildy, I only acted like any husband that didn't want to see his home broken up. Hildy Johnson: What home? Walter Burns: "What home"? Don't you remember the home I promised you?
Walter Burns: Let's see this paragon! Is he as good as you say? Hildy Johnson: Why, he's better! Walter Burns: Well then, what does he want with you? Hildy Johnson: Ah-ha-ha, now you got me!
Shaun: [to a girl in the garden] Excuse me? [no response] Shaun: Excuse me? [no response] Shaun: Hellew? [no response] Ed: [picks up a pebble and throws it off her back] Oi! [girl turns round, a zombie] Shaun: Oh, my God! She's so drunk!
Rose: I know what you must be thinking. "Poor little rich girl, what does she know about misery?" Jack: No, no, that's not what I was thinking. What I was thinking was, what could've happened to this girl to make her think she had no way out?
The Monster: [picks last petal off a flower and throws it into the well] Little Girl: Now throw a kiss and say "Bye bye." The Monster: [throws kiss, waves, and grunts "bye bye"] Little Girl: Oh dear. Nothing left. What shall we throw in now?
I was sort of traumatized by girls in the third grade. Because there was a girl in my third grade class I had a crush on. I bought her a box of Valentine's Day chocolate. And I put it in her cubby with a note that said something like, 'I am deeply in...
I think people are born bisexual and the make subconscious choices based on the pressures of society. I have no question in my mind about being bisexual. But I'm also a hypocrite: I would never date a girl who is bisexual, because that means they als...
I'm basically different things to different people. If it's a guy, I'm-a probably have my guard up because it's a street rule that when men come around that I don't know, I just immediately throw shade on them. But I don't associate with fellas all t...
[to man in restaurant] Jake: [fakes accent] How much for the little girl? How much for the women? Father: What? Jake: Your women. I want to buy your women. The little girl, your daughters... sell them to me. Sell me your children!
[Thomas and Johanna are watching Chance's interview on TV] Thomas Franklin: It's that gardener. Johanna, girl with Franklin: Yes, Chauncey Gardiner. Thomas Franklin: No, he's a real gardener. Johanna, girl with Franklin: He does talk like one. I thin...
The thing is, my fantasies about being a parent always involved fighting for my unpopular child, doing for her what my own parents couldn't do for me when I was a girl. I am so ready to be that little girl's mother.
He who does not know how to encircle a girl so that she loses sight of everything he does not want her to see, he who does not know how to poetize himself into a girl so that it is from her that everything proceeds as he wants it-he is and remains a ...
