Tai Lung: [as Po scrambles up a wall after the Dragon Scroll] The Scroll has given him power! NOOO!
Lawrence: [shouting through the wall from his apartment] Hey Peter, man, check out channel 9, check out this chick.
[Pink's Manager defends Pink's trashing of his hotel room] Hotel Manager: He's a maniac! Rock and Roll Manager: He's an ARTIST!
[the guard knocks at Dunstan's door. Dunstan opens it] Guard: This was left at the wall for you. [the guard gives to Dunstan a basket which contains a baby] Guard: Says here his name is Tristan.
Judge Doom: Shave, and a haircut... [Roger crashes through the wall] Roger Rabbit: TWO BITS!
One learns more from listening than speaking. And both the wind and the people who continue to live close to nature still have much to tell us which we cannot hear within university walls.
If I had unlimited funds, wall space and storage, I would collect a lot more things, like 'Planet of the Apes,' 'Star Wars,' science fiction stuff, autographs, and prop guns and weapons. I have to draw the line somewhere.
I'd much rather have sat there and just been a fly on the wall, instead of having to smile at people. I'd rather have been a waitress. Just gone round and stared at people.
As music migrates into our iPods, CD collections require less and less room, residing in our heads rather than resounding off the walls. The protracted labor of amassing a personal music library has lost its detective zeal.
When I'm making the music, I feel like everything I throw out has to work. It counts. Because if you don't have people turning they neck all the way around to see what it is, it ain't stick on the wall.
I would bend over backward to be back on Grey's. Any day, I'll choose lying in bed with Katherine Heigl looking over me over getting thrown against walls by supernatural persons at 5 in the morning.
The story of the Alamo has touched many more people than one would think. So, I would like to pay my respects to those men on both sides of the walls in those months of February and March 1836.
Mrs. Wilkinson: Find a place on that bloody wall and focus on that spot. Then whip your head 'round and come back to that spot. Prepare!
Charles: It's not my problem and it's not your problem. It's their problem. Your answers are not on that wall. They're out there, where you've *been* working.
[after Rocco accidentally turns a cat into a splatter on the wall] Murphy: I can't believe that just fucking happened! Rocco: Is it dead?
People have said, 'Let's build bridges,' and frankly, I want to do more than that. I would like break to the walls of ignorance between East and West.
Politics was his passion, but he wasn't suited for the rough-and-tumble of the game. He felt things too deeply. There was no wall between his head and his heart.
I have a small room to write in. One wall is completely covered in books. And I face the window with the curtain closed to stop the light hitting the computer.
When you ever feel that, you have become a man standing within the walls but distance within your own mind, something is wrong somewhere. Just break free.
Based on German prototypes, green walls and roofs are a natural idea in Singapore's tropical environment, where mosses, ferns, philodendrons, orchids and other epiphytes literally grow on trees.
Love, is sometimes a simpler form of slowly dying, it's like a bullet that ricochets off time's walls of desire, waiting to hit that picture perfect heart of regrets.
