Thank you. It used to be knee length, but then I discovered that when I get angry I like to cut things. I'm not allowed to have scissors any more. It's still pretty lengthy, but I've been threatening to shave half of it for the past week and nobody s...
Remember, happiness doesn't depend upon who you are or what you have; it depends solely upon what you think. So start each day by thinking of all the things you have to be thankful for. Your future will depend very largely on the thoughts you think t...
Brad: I think you should sound like, a normal person... from the heart! From... the... heart! Ifty: From the heart Sam: This argh okay hello thank you for calling this is Saaaaaaaam Ifty: Wow! Brad: I feel that was a very thouching moment right there...
[Saying grace at Thanksgiving] Wendy Hood: Dear Lord, thank you for this Thanksgiving holiday. And for all the material possessions we have and enjoy. And for letting us white people kill all the Indians and steal their tribal lands. And stuff oursel...
Jim Garrison: Thank you for your time, David. I'm sorry this has to end inconveniently for you but I am going to have to detain you for further questioning by the FBI. David Ferrie: Why, what's wrong? Jim Garrison: David, I find your story simply not...
[first lines] Justin Quayle: Oh, thank you Arnold. I... I can manage that. But I still don't see why you couldn't wait a couple of weeks. Why go all the way up to Loki? Tessa Quayle: Well, we want to hear Grace Makanga speak, and she won't be coming ...
Lucy: [to herself] I choose Gru. [to the stewardess] Lucy: I choose Gru! [runs to the plane's emergency hatch and opens it] Lucy: Thank you, Gru-stewardess! Flight Attendant: You're welcome! [Lucy jumps out of the plane and presses the clasp of her p...
[Keating stands on his desk] John Keating: Why do I stand up here? Anybody? Dalton: To feel taller! John Keating: No! [Dings a bell with his foot] John Keating: Thank you for playing Mr. Dalton. I stand upon my desk to remind myself that we must cons...
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: What's your excuse? Private Cowboy: Sir, excuse for what, sir? Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: I'm asking the fucking questions here, private! Do you understand? Private Cowboy: Sir, yes, sir. Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Well, thank...
Robbie the Robot: [approaches from vehicle, stops and bows] Welcome to Altair IV, Gentlemen. Robbie the Robot: I am to transport you to the Residence. Robbie the Robot: If you do not speak English I am at your disposal with 187 other languages along ...
[Yente has returned from the post office] Yente: The postman told me there was a letter for your sister, Hodel. Tzeitel: Thank you, I'll go and get it. Yente: I got it. It's, ah, from her intended, Perchik. Tzeitel: Oh, she'll be so happy, she's been...
Richard Blaney: [entering hotel room with Babs] The "Cupid Room", I think she called it. Hotel porter: Mm, love's little arrows have struck quite a few hearts in there, sir, I can tell you. Richard Blaney: Oh yeah? Hotel porter: [confidentially] Can ...
Dr. Peter Venkman: [steps in front of Peck] My friend, don't be a jerk! Walter Peck: If he does that again, you can shoot him. Police Captain: You do your job, pencil neck, don't tell me how to do mine! Dr. Peter Venkman: Thank you, Officer. Walter P...
Dave Moss: [on Ricky] He's the top man on the board so he doesn't have to sit here and listen to this shit? Williamson: That's correct! And as the hour is waning I suggest you those of you who are interested in a continuing job with this organization...
Wilson: Hello, sweetheart. Well, well. Those for me? Veta Louise Simmons: [Picking flowers] For you? I should say not. They're for my brother, Elwood. He's devoted to ranunculur. Wilson: Sure. Well, wouldn't you like to come inside and pick some off ...
Virginia 'Pepper' Potts: Agent Coulson, I just wanted to say thank you very much for all of your help. Agent Phil Coulson: That's what we do. You'll be hearing from us. Virginia 'Pepper' Potts: From the Strategic Homeland... Agent Phil Coulson: [inte...
[Big Daddy just shot a man who was sneaking up on Hit-Girl as he was about to kill her] Damon Macready: Now Hit-Girl, we always keep our backs where? Hit Girl: To the wall Daddy, I know. Um, it... it won't happen again. Nice shot, by the way. Damon M...
Sam: Why do you consider me your enemy? Redford: Because your girlfriend stabbed me in the back with lefty scissors. Sam: She's my wife now. Redford: Congratulations! Sam: Thank you. But I'm saying before that, six weeks ago, from day one, why didn't...
Jefferson Smith: Boy, you should have been there! Clarissa Saunders: I know, it was a wonderful party, and your suit went over big, and she looked beautiful, and when you left she said, "Thank you, Mr. Smith," but it was the way she said it, you near...
Inigo Montoya: Are you the Miracle Max who worked for the king all those years? Miracle Max: The King's stinking son fired me, and thank you so much for bringing up such a painful subject. While you're at it, why don't you give me a nice paper cut an...
Vizzini: Finish him. Finish him, your way. Fezzik: Oh good, my way. Thank you Vizzini... what's my way? Vizzini: Pick up one of those rocks, get behind a boulder, in a few minutes the man in black will come running around the bend, the minute his hea...
