H.I.: He's a scandal in't he, he's a little outlaw. Ed McDonnough: Naw, he-he-he's a good boy. H.I.: He ain't too good, you can tell by that twinkle in his eye.
Sam: I want to skate, too. Alain van Versch: It's not Skate, it's Ski. Sam: It's Skate. Alain van Versch: No, it's Ski. Sam: Skate! Alain van Versch: Ski. Sam: You're annoying me!
Apollo's Trainer: Hey, champ, you oughta come and look at this boy you're gonna fight on TV. It looks like he means business. Apollo Creed: Yeah, yeah. I mean business too.
Tatiana: I think my mouth is too big. James Bond: I think it's a very lovely mouth. It's just the right size - for me anyway!
Ethel: Royal, this is Henry Sherman. Royal: [shaking hands with him] Hey, lay it on me, man. Henry Sherman: How do you do? Royal: Not too well, I'm dying.
Lisa: How's your leg? Jeff: Hurts a little. Lisa: Your stomach? Jeff: Empty as a football. Lisa: And your love life? Jeff: Not too active. Lisa: Anything else bothering you? Jeff: Uh-huh, who are you?
Lando: I had no choice. They arrived right before you did. I'm sorry. Han Solo: I'm sorry too.
Marcus Licinius Crassus: I understand - I'm informed that Spartacus once trained under your auspices. Lentulus Biatatus: Yes. In fact, if it isn't too subversive to say so, I made him what he is today.
Crash: Good evening. My name is Crash, and these are the Boys. Wallace Wells: [yelling out] Is that girl a boy too? Crash: Yes! [girl drummer flips him off]
Woody: Buzz, you've got wings! You glow in the dark! You talk! Your helmet does that, that... *whoosh* thing! You are a cool toy! [loses steam] Woody: As a matter of fact, you're *too* cool.
Nick Naylor: After watching the footage of the Kent State shootings, Bobby Jay, then seventeen, signed up for the National Guard so that he, too, could shoot college students.
[Mr. Litwak opens the arcade for business] Mr. Litwak: Morning, kids, come on in! Good to see you, good to see you... [to a grandfather accompanying the kids, winking] Mr. Litwak: You too, little fella.
Donnie Azoff: I hate that fuckin' dog. Jordan Belfort: Yeah, it's getting old and decrepit. It's startin' to shit in the house again. Donnie Azoff: Me too.
Doc: [frustrated] Why do you kill? Tony: [picks up the scattered money] I told you how it happened, Maria understands, I thought you did too.
Before Mint.com, I was a long-time user of 'Microsoft Money' and Intuit's 'Quicken.' Both were powerful tools, loaded with features and functionality around taxes, investment, budgeting - too feature-laden, in fact. They took hours to set up, forever...
I think everyone should sell whatever product they want to sell for whatever price they want to sell it for, but ultimately the market will dictate what it is and people will have to charge less money for everything. Record companies have been overch...
There's a few movies I wanted to do, and I didn't get to do them partly because they wanted me to be part of the horse and pony show, getting the money, and I'm just not doing that. There's a few movies that people wanted me to do, but they were too ...
Somewhere along the way, New York became all about money. Or rather, it was always about money, but it wasn't all about money, if you know what I mean. New York's not Geneva or Zurich yet, but we're certainly heading in that direction. London is, too...
I think it's really odd, too, that the public is so privy to how much money the actors make and what movies cost. It seems to me to be beside the point. When I go to a movie I really don't want to think about the money. I want to see the story.
I think I get way too much credit for making what people consider to be smart choices, but it's only because I made a decision to stop worrying about making money. I had done network sitcoms. I had a nest egg.
All I wanted to do was write - at the time, poems, and prose, too. I guess my ambition was simply to make money however I could to keep myself going in some modest way, and I didn't need much, I was unmarried at the time, no children.
