Manfred: Okay, listen, if either of you two can make it across that sinkhole in front of you, the sloth is yours. Sid: That's right, you losers! You take one step and you're dead. [Sid throws a rock, which bounces across the "sinkhole" without leavin...
Olive: Do you think there's a Heaven? Frank: Well, it's hard to say, Olive. I don't think anyone knows for sure. Olive: I know, but what do *you* think? Frank: Well... um... uh... Olive: I think there is. Frank: Think I'll get in? Olive: Yeah. Frank:...
Beat Cop: Had a jumper here last night, Dixie was walking by, saw the whole thing. Roger Murtaugh: You got a statement from her, send her home. Dixie: Oh, thanks, I'm beat. You know how it is... Roger Murtaugh: Yeah, yeah, sure. All dressed up and no...
Sean Devine: So Jimmy, when was the last time you saw Dave? Jimmy Markum: The last time I saw Dave... Sean Devine: Yeah, Dave Boyle. Jimmy Markum: Dave Boyle... Sean Devine: Yeah Jimmy, Dave Boyle. Jimmy Markum: That was twenty-five years ago, going ...
Walt: We live in the suburbs, but I've got my business in town Travis: Oh yeah? What's your business? Walt: I make billboard signs for advertising. Travis: Oh yeah? So *you*'re the one who makes those signs, I love those. Some of them are beautiful. ...
[after Mason has killed a Marine, the corpse's foot twitches] Stanley Goodspeed: You've been around a lot of corpses. Is that normal? John Mason: What, the feet thing? Stanley Goodspeed: Yeah, the feet thing. John Mason: Yeah, it happens. Stanley Goo...
[Sullivan is teaching his son how to drive] Michael Sullivan: Look out for the tractor, Mike. Michael... look out for the tractor. You're coming up now. Watch out for the tractor. Watch out for the tractor! Watch out for the tractor! [Sullivan, Jr. s...
Don Rubello: [looking suspiciously at Frank's mouse] What's with the fucking mouse? Frank Serpico: He's my partner. He sniffs out drugs. You know, I just send him through his little hole, he's gone for a while, and then he comes back with the heroin....
Wallace Wells: You doing okay there? Scott Pilgrim: Yeah, good, good, good. She changed her hair. Wallace Wells: So, it looks nice blue! Scott Pilgrim: Yeah I know, but she did it without making a big deal out of it or anything... She's fickle, impul...
[first lines] James Cole: Jose - psst! Jose, what's going on? Jose: Bad news, man James Cole: Volunteers? Jose: Yeah. And they said your name. [pause] Jose: Hey, maybe they'll give you a pardon, man. James Cole: [sarcastic] Yeah, that's why none of t...
Frank Slaughtery: You know, you're wearing a striped shirt with a striped tie, you know that, right? Phelan: Yeah, I do it for the ladies. Frank Slaughtery: Oh - the ladies ever tell you that you look like a fucking optical illusion? Phelan: Yeah? Fr...
Station Attendant: Took the header plugs off, eh? Expectin' some action? John Milner: Yeah, I think so. There's some punk lookin' for me. Station Attendant: Why the hell do they bother? You've been number one as long as I can remember. John Milner: Y...
Jesse: Yeah. So, uh, were we having our first fight back there? Celine: v Jesse: Yeah, I think so, I think we were. Celine: Well, even if we were a little bit, y'know. Why does everyone think conflict is so bad. There's a lot of good things coming ou...
Jesse: At least now we don't have to pretend that each new sexual experience is a life-altering event. Celine: I know. By now, you know, you've stuck it in so many places, it's like about to fall off. Jesse: Yeah, you know, and I can't realistically ...
Yeah, it's risky, but no more risky than driving a car.
Yeah, well, I finally stopped smoking for good.
History, lie of our lives, mire of our loins. Our sins, our souls. Hiss-tih-ree: the tip of the pen taking a trip of three steps (with one glide) down the chronicle to trap a slick, sibilant character. Hiss. (Ss.) Tih. Ree. He was a pig, a plain pig,...
Harry: She had something, that gal tonight, this quality. You know, like the girl from high school, the one that got away that - you know what I mean? - that haunts you still. Perry: Yeah, I had that. Harry: You did? Perry: Bobby Mills. Harry: Eugh. ...
Lyrics: Gonna tell Aunt Mary about Uncle John. Claims he has a-misery but he has a lot of fun. Oh, baby. Ye-e-e-es, baby. Whoo-oo-oo-oo, baby. A-havin' me some fun tonight. Yeah. Well, Long Tall Sally, she's built sweet. She got everything that Uncle...
Ripley: Well, somebody's gonna have to go out there. Take a portable terminal, go out there and patch in manually. Hudson: Oh yeah, sure! With those things runnin' around? You can count me out. Hicks: Yeah I guess we can just count you out of everyth...
Yeah, spray tans are not for me.
