I realize Tiger Woods is Tiger Woods; he's intimidating.
Strong wood is worth more than painted wood.
Jonathan Mardukas: What's the name of this establishment? Red Wood: Red's Corner Bar. Jonathan Mardukas: Are you Red? Red Wood: Yes. Jonathan Mardukas: Do you dye your hair? Red Wood: No. [pause] Jonathan Mardukas: Why do they call you Red? Red Wood:...
Was that me? Yes it was. Was that him? No it wasn't.. Just a trick of the woods! Just a moment, One peculiar passing moment. Must it all be either less or more, Either plain or grand? Is it always 'or'? Is it never 'and'? That's what woods are for: F...
Edward D. Wood, Jr.: And cut! Print. We're moving on. That was perfect. Ed Reynolds: Perfect? Mr. Wood, do you know anything about the art of film production? Edward D. Wood, Jr.: Well, I like to think so. Ed Reynolds: That cardboard headstone tipped...
Look at it this way—before any of this wood became parts of the shelves or the desk or the chair, all of it was in pieces—just pieces of wood. But the wood was full of potential. It could be shaped into anything that a carpenter wanted it to be s...
Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village, though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake T...
We think the fire eats the wood. We are wrong. The wood reaches out to the flame. The fire licks at what the wood harbors, and the wood gives itself away to that intimacy, the manner in which we and the world meet each new day.
...we do not own these woods. They own us.
Edward D. Wood, Jr.: What are you drinking, Bela? Bela Lugosi: Formaldehyde Edward D. Wood, Jr.: Straight up or on the rocks?
[Bela Lugosi answers the door on Halloween night wearing his Dracula costume] Children: Trick or treat! [At the sight of Dracula, all but one little boy scream and run away] Bela Lugosi: Aren't you scared, little boy? I'm going to drink your blood! T...
Edward D. Wood, Jr.: It's a guaranteed blockbuster. Ed Reynolds: Hmm. Ah, I understand this science fiction is popular, but uh, don't the big hits always have big stars? Edward D. Wood, Jr.: Well we have a big star: Bela Lugosi. Ed Reynolds: Bela Lug...
Edward D. Wood, Jr.: [talking on phone] Bunny? We're making another movie! Yes. I got the Baptist Church of Beverly Hills to put up the cash! Paul Marco: [knocking on door] Ed, I got the Lugosi doubles outside! Edward D. Wood, Jr.: Bunny, I gotta go....
Must it all be either less or more, Either plain or grand? Is it always 'or'? Is it never 'and'? That's what woods are for: For those moments in the woods... Oh, if life were made of moments, Even now and then a bad one--! But if life were only momen...
Well it's not easy being Tiger Woods on the course. It's not easy being Tiger Woods off the course. In his defense, it's not easy being Tiger Woods.
Aim for the chopping block. If you aim for the wood, you will have nothing. Aim past the wood, aim through the wood; aim for the chopping block.
Bunny Breckinridge: What about glitter? When I was a headliner in Paris, audiences always liked it when I sparkled. Edward D. Wood, Jr.: No! Bunny Breckinridge: Cat's Eyes. Edward D. Wood, Jr.: No! Bunny Breckinridge: Well, I'm going to need some ant...
Edward D. Wood, Jr.: Mr. Reynolds. Ed Reynolds: Yes. Edward D. Wood, Jr.: We are going to finish this picture just the way I want it... because you cannot compromise an artist's vision. Reverend Lemon: But it's OUR money. Edward D. Wood, Jr.: And you...
[Finds Bela ailing] Bela Lugosi: This happens all the time. Edward D. Wood, Jr.: Is there anything I can get for you? Water or a blanket? Bela Lugosi: Goulash. Edward D. Wood, Jr.: I don't know how to make goulash. [See the track marks on Bela's arm]...
He does not despise real woods because he has read of enchanted woods; the reading makes all real woods a little enchanted.
Ed Reynolds: Before we start shooting, Mr. Wood, we have a few questions. Reverend Lemon: Yes. The script contains numerous references to graverobbing. Now we find the concept of digging up consecrated ground to be highly offensive. It is blasphemy. ...
