Everyone with a cell phone thinks they're a photographer. Everyone with a laptop thinks they're a journalist. But they have no training, and they have no idea of what we keep to in terms of standards, as in what's far out and what's reality. And they...
Sheeta: [Hitting both Charles and Louis in the head with a coal shovel on the train chase] Take that! Charles: [dazed] That's a strong little girl! Louis: [groaning] Uh-huh...
Walter Neff: What do the police figure? Barton Keyes: That he got tangled up in his crutches and fell off the train. They're satisfied. It's not their dough.
Private Joker: [narrating] Parris Island, South Carolina. The Marine Corps Training Depot. An eight-week college for the phony tough and the crazy brave.
[Hodel is leaving on a train for Siberia] Hodel: Papa, God alone knows when we shall see each other again. Tevye: Then we will leave it in His hands.
Missy: I hear they've got an assertive training class for southern women. [looks puzzled] Missy: Of course that's a contradiction in terms.
Isabelle: [wonders if she dares to ask the question] Where do you live? Hugo Cabret: [Hugo looks at her for a minute, then turns and points to the giant clock at the train station across the bridge] There.
Jiji: [after hearing that Kiki plans on leaving town for her witch training] I'm going to put my paws together and pray that you're not serious!
Dae-su Oh: Can 10 years' worth of imaginary training... be put to use? Dae-su Oh: [Dae-su beats up his assailants] Apparently, it can.
Dae-su Oh: Can the imaginary training of fifteen years be put to use? Dae-su Oh: [Dae-su tries to sexually assault Mi-do and gets clobbered] No. It can't.
Stanley Goodspeed: All right, I'll do it myself. I've had three weeks weapons training, I'll kick the... out of a platoon full of marines. No problem.
General Grievous: [to Obi-Wan Kenobi] You Fool. I have been trained in your Jedi Arts... by Count Dooku.
Senator Morton: You had no trouble, of course, with the police once they verified your alibi? Guy Haines: When an alibi is full of bourbon, sir, it can't stand up.
Minister: [Last Lines] I beg your pardon, but aren't you Guy Haines? [Guy and Anne get up and walk away without saying a word to the man]
Jeffrey Goines: You are a total nutcase, completely deranged, delusional, paranoid. Your thought process is all fucked up. Your information train is jammed, man!
Vermin: How much longer we gotta wait? We might be here forever, I'm sick of waiting for trains! Swan: Vermin, sit down and shut up. Vermin: Okay, okay!
William Stryker: I have found evidence of a mutant training facility in upstate New York. Senator Kelly: [Mystique in disguise] This facility is a school. William Stryker: Sure it is.
But the war on terror as I have repeatedly said in the past, and the Afghan people believe in it, in truth, is that the war on terror is not in the Afghan villages or homes. Its in the sanctuaries, it is in the training grounds, its in the motivation...
I pay people very, very well - probably more than I have to. But that costs me less money in the long run because I'm not having to constantly train somebody. I pay them enough that they don't go seeking a higher scale at the next restaurant.
I have no formal training as a writer at all, not even a single English class in college. However, my adult books are all science fiction, which has some similarities to YA.
I've always been really athletic, which really helped, because when I first started doing the training for Bulletproof Monk, it required so much strength that if I didn't have a base I don't really know what I would have done.
