[longer introduction to "Dance of the Hours"] Narrator: Now we're going to do one of the most famous and popular ballets ever written: the "Dance of the Hours" from Ponchielli's opera "La Gioconda". It's a pageant of the hours of the day. We see firs...
J.M. Barrie: [watches Nana crawl across the stage and bump head-first into one of the beds] Nanny? Nanny? Um, first you get the pajamas, then you make the bed. Nana The Dog: With my paws? J.M. Barrie: You make the bed with your paws; the pajamas you ...
Golde: Oh, you're finally here. Come, let's go home now. Tevye: I want to see Motel's new machine. Golde: You can see it some other time. Let's go home now. Tevye: Quiet, woman, before I get angry! Because when I get angry, even flies don't dare to f...
Police Detective: [to Henry] Hey, your pals are here. You don't want to talk to me, you're gonna have a fucking problem all night 'cause I'll be on you like shit. New York State. Twenty five fucking years, pal. [the detectives bring in the utensils H...
Bovver: [Pete and Matt walk into the pub] Jesus, you two attatched at the fucking hip or what? Pete Dunham: Leave it out Bov, it's getting old. Bovver: Nah, I'm starting to wonder about you two. I mean if I didn't know any better I'd say you was a co...
[last lines] Edward R. Murrow: To those who say people wouldn't look; they wouldn't be interested; they're too complacent, indifferent and insulated, I can only reply: There is, in one reporter's opinion, considerable evidence against that contention...
[first lines] Stevens: You're... from Baker? [Angel Eyes is silent, eating a bowl of stew and staring at him] Stevens: Tell Baker that I told him all that I know already and I want to live in peace, understand? That it's no use to go on tormenting me...
Boss Tweed: Bill, I can't get a days work done for all the good citizens coming in here to harass me about crime in the Points. Some even go so far as to accuse Tammany of connivance in this so-called rampant criminality. What am I to do? I can't hav...
Caesar Flickerman: We have seen a lot of tears here tonight, but I see no tears in Johanna's eyes. Johanna, you are angry. Tell me why. Johanna Mason: Yeah, well, yes! I am angry. You know, I'm getting totally screwed over here. Caesar Flickerman: Uh...
Isabelle: [last lines; at the part Isabelle smiles as she watches Hugo doing magic tricks, she sits and starts writing in her notebook] [voice over] Isabelle: Once upon a time, I met a boy named Hugo Cabret. He lived in a train station. Why did he li...
Spc. Owen Eldridge: Aren't you glad the Army has all these tanks parked here? Just in case the Russians come and we have to have a big tank battle? Sergeant JT Sanborn: I'd rather be on the side with the tanks, just in case, than not have them. Spc. ...
Alan Garner: [looks at his manual] It says here we should work in teams. Who wants to be my spotter? Doug Billings: I don't think you should be doing too much gambling tonight, Alan. Alan Garner: Gambling? Who said anything about gambling? It's not g...
Ron Weasley: You did everything you could. No one could win against that old hag. Hermione Granger: Even Dumbledore didn't see this coming. Harry, if it's anyone's fault, it's ours. Ron Weasley: Yeah, we talked you into it. Harry Potter: Yeah, but I ...
Theodore: [Writing letter] Roberto, Will you always come home with me and tell me about your day? Tell me about the guy at work who talked too much, the stain you got on your shirt at lunch. Tell me about a funny thought you had when you were waking ...
Everett Flatch: [Shooter is coaching the team at a critical moment after Coach Dale was ejected] You think #22's gonna take their last shot, Dad? Wilbur 'Shooter' Flatch: Yeah, probably... they been pickin' low all night. Rade, let yourself get taken...
Hermione: [after Hermione and Harry sink in the Devil's Snare, Ron is still panicking] He's not relaxing, is he? Harry: Apparently not. Hermione: I've gotta do something! Harry: What? Hermione: Oh, I remember reading something in herbology... um... R...
Vincent Hanna: You know, we are sitting here, you and I, like a couple of regular fellas. You do what you do, and I do what I gotta do. And now that we've been face to face, if I'm there and I gotta put you away, I won't like it. But I tell you, if i...
Vincent Hanna: What are you, a monk? Neil McCauley: I have a woman. Vincent Hanna: What do you tell her? Neil McCauley: I tell her I'm a salesman. Vincent Hanna: So then, if you spot me coming around that corner... you just gonna walk out on this wom...
George Bailey: Well, you look about the kind of angel I'd get. Sort of a fallen angel, aren't you? What happened to your wings? Clarence: I haven't won my wings, yet. That's why I'm called an Angel Second Class. I have to earn them. And you'll help m...
Quint: [seeing Hooper's equipment] What are you? Some kind of half-assed astronaut? [examining the shark cage] Quint: Jesus H Christ, when I was a boy, every little squirt wanted to be a harpooner or a sword fisherman. What d'ya have there - a portab...
Mr. Frying Pan: Well now, here we all are. Ike, Mike and Mustard. Harry: What the hell does that mean? Mr. Fire: You know, I'm with him on this one man, that's pretty fuckin' obscure. Mr. Frying Pan: Horseshit, I hear that all the time. Mr. Fire: You...
