Roy Walker: What's that? Alexandria: Food. Roy Walker: Where'd you get it? Alexandria: The chapel. [feeds him a communion wafer] Roy Walker: I'm sorry I shouted at you. I was angry. Alexandria: No problem. Roy Walker: Are you trying to save my soul? ...
Roy Walker: Can you read English? Alexandria: Ya. Roy Walker: [pointing to a word he's written] What's this? Alexandria: Paper. Roy Walker: [laughs] No. What's this? Alexandria: [reading] M-O-R-P-H-I-N-3. Roy Walker: [pointing at the letter 'E'] What...
Roy Walker: [finishing the story, both he and Alexandria are crying] He can't win. That's because our masked bandit is a coward. Yeah. He never took an oath, he's a fake. He's a liar and a coward. Alexandria: You're lying. Roy Walker: No. He had his ...
Alexandria: They burned it. Roy Walker: Who burned it? Alexandria: Angry people. Roy Walker: I'm sorry to hear that. Alexandria: Hmm? Roy Walker: I said I'm sorry to hear that. Alexandria: [confused] ... angry people. Roy Walker: Yeah, I know I'm jus...
Susan Walker: You mean it's like, 'If at first you don't succeed, try, try again.' Doris Walker: Yes. Susan Walker: I thought so.
Susan Walker: There's no such thing as giants. Fred Gailey: What about the one Jack killed? Susan Walker: Jack? Jack who? Fred Gailey: Jack from "Jack and the Beanstalk". Susan Walker: I never heard of that. Fred Gailey: Sure you have. You must have ...
Does the walker choose the path, or the path the walker?
The farmer hopes for rain, the walker hopes for sunshine, and the gods hesitate.
Vince Walker: I met him once. Collins: You mean Gandhi? Vince Walker: Yeah, in South Africa, a long time ago. I wonder if he'll recognize me. Collins: What was he like? Vince Walker: He had a full head of hair then. We were a bit like college student...
be as good as our first honeymoon?’ Friday 7 October A
I always like to say that the music I'd like to make is somewhere between Pan Sonic and Scott Walker. But I don't sing anything like Scott Walker.
on. I’m getting cold.’ Clutching the pluckers, I call her. ‘Right,
Alexandria: I fell again. Roy Walker: I heard. Everybody's heard. You're famous. Alexandria: Are they angry? Roy Walker: Yeah, but not at you.
Fast bowling is an art, like spin bowling.
Roy Walker: All right, close your eyes. What do you see? Alexandria: Nothing. Roy Walker: Rub them... Can you see the stars? Alexandria: Yes.
Gandhi: You intend to walk all the way? Vince Walker: It's the only way I can get the story. Besides, my name *is* Walker.
With tears of gratitude, I told him I had never had multiple orgasms before. From that moment on, I owned him.
Roy Walker: [as he is about to try to overdose with morphine pills] When I fall asleep. You have to go. Alexandria: Why? Roy Walker: Because I don't want you to see me like this.
Alexandria: Why he speaks like this? Roy Walker: Because he's your father. Alexandria: But my father is dead! Roy Walker: What? Okay, how do you want him to speak? Alexandria: Normal. Like you.
[Doris is trying to convince Susan there is no Santa Claus] Susan Walker: But when he spoke Dutch to that girl... Doris Walker: Susan, I speak French, but that doesn't make me Joan of Arc.
He's sitting in the catbird seat.
