It's hard to be surprised by a film. It's hard to be surprised by another actor or by a director when you've seen enough and been around. So when I am, or when I forget that I'm watching someone's movie, or when I don't know how someone made a certai...
The muse is not an angelic voice that sits on your shoulder and sings sweetly. The muse is the most annoying whine. The muse isn't hard to find, just hard to like - she follows you everywhere, tapping you on the shoulder, demanding that you stop doin...
Zeus Carver: Didn't I hear you say you didn't even like your brother? Simon Gruber: There's a difference, you know, between not liking one's brother and not caring when some dumb Irish flatfoot drops him out of a window.
[McClane and Targo are fighting] Mathias Targo: I see you all day, little man. Policeman. [Targo kicks McClane, who is on the ground] Mathias Targo: And you don't go away. John McClane: Yeah, I'm that fucking Energizer bunny.
Zeus: Excuse me, sir, but I'm expecting a call. I need that phone. Businessman: Why don't you use the other phone? Zeus: Sir, please. I need to use that phone. Businessman: Hey, listen, bro, I was here first. Zeus: Bro? Get away from the goddamn phon...
Kid #1: It's Christmas. You could steal City Hall. John McClane: Come on. [Zeus and John take the kids' bikes] Kid #1: My bike? John McClane: Let's go. Come on. Kid #1: That's my bike! Zeus: Yeah, it's Christmas!
Simon Gruber: As I was going to St. Ives, / I met a man with seven wives. / Every wife had seven sacks, / Every sack had seven cats, / Every cat had seven kittens. / Kittens, cats, sacks, wives, / How many were going to St. Ives?
Dr. Schiller: Yes, I was saying that we're dealing with a megalomaniacal personality with possible paranoid schizo... John McClane: Hey, hey! How 'bout we just skip down to the part where you tell me what the fuck this has to do with me, huh?
Tequila: What are you? It's hard to call you a triad. It's even harder to call you a cop. What rank are you? Sergeant? Inspector? Joker? Should I salute you? Alan: If you like. To you, I'm a criminal. To my mum, I'm a son. To the triads, I'm a hero.
Grandfather: It's my considered opinion that you're a bunch of sissies. John: You're just jealous. Norm: Leave him alone, Lennon... or I'll tell them all the truth about you. John: You wouldn't. Norm: Oh, I would, though.
Norm: I thought I told you lot to stay here. When I say stay put, I mean stay put. John: [drops to his knees] Don't cane me, sir! I was led astray. Norm: Shut up, John!
Shake: He's been gone awhile, hasn't he? Norm: Who has? Shake: Paul's grandfather. Norm: Oh, he's down the uh... Shake: Oh, down the uh...? Norm: Yeah, down the uh... Shake: Oh, we'll give him a couple minutes, then.
John: And we're looking after him, are we? Grandfather: I'll look after myself. Paul: Yeah, that's what I'm afraid of. John: He's got you worried, then? Paul: Him? He's a villain, a real mixer. And he costs you a fortune in Breach of Promise cases.
Shake: Well, he just asked if he could have those photos, and Norm said no, and I said, "Well, why not be big about it?" Paul: Yeah, and? Norm: And your grandfather pointed out that Shake was always being taller than me just to spite me!
Ulysses Everett McGill: Well, I guess hard times flush the chump. Everybody's lookin' for answers... Where the hell's he goin'? [as Delmar runs out to be baptized] Pete: Well, I'll be a son of a bitch. Delmar's been saved!
If your friend's feeling bad, it's hard to know what to do. Do you back away or try to help them? It's a really hard situation that I've been in. You want to support your friend. You want to be there. My advice is, don't get too involved with it, jus...
I honestly believe that you have to be able to play the guitar hard if you want to be able to get the whole spectrum of tones out of it. Since I normally play so hard, when I start picking a bit softer my tone changes completely, and that's really us...
Work, work, proletarians, to increase social wealth and your individual poverty; work, work, in order that becoming poorer, you may have more reason to work and become miserable. Such is the inexorable law of capitalist production.
I like being on a set where you can make decisions and everything is involved and are happy to work together to make the best work. For me, it's all about making the best work and creative people working together and all being respected and all havin...
I transform "Work" in its analytic meaning (the Work of Mourning, the Dream-Work) into the real "Work" - of writing.) for: the "Work" by which (it is said) we emerge from the great crises (love, grief) cannot be liquidated hastily: for me, it is only...
I don't work for money any longer. I'm fortunate enough not to need to work for money, but I work for pride; I work because I love to work, and so the idea that one could lose control of one's own name and that things could be produced with your name...
