I'm a pretty driven person, and I've accepted that about myself. For a long time, I was like, 'I'm a very laid-back person, I grew up in the country,' but I'm also very driven, otherwise I wouldn't be where I am right now.
This whole thing about, 'Take it easy, you had a heart attack, you might die,' I don't have time to take it easy. I might go at any point now. So, I want to get as much done as I can!
The truth is, I'd never seen a Cary Grant film. Since then I have watched his stuff and it's astounding, but I don't see any similarity between us. Except for the fact that I'm told he used to wear ladies' underwear, which is something I also do.
Cliff Stern: I think I see a cab. If we run quickly we can kick the crutch from that old lady and get it.
Lord Victor Quartermaine: No nonsense with Victor Quartermaine. What you see is what you get. [his toupee is sucked into a rabbit hole and Lady Tottington screams]
Wallace: [showing the rabbit-sucking machine to Lady Tottington] Aah, the old BV6000, Ma'am, err... capable of 125 rpm - that's "rabbits per minute".
Narrator: Clean food, please. Waiter: In that case, sir, may I advise against the lady eating clam chowder? Narrator: No clam chowder, thank you.
[to publican Felix Forsythe] Chief Inspector Oxford: I expect she'll turn up sooner or later. These days, ladies abandon their honor far more readily than their clothes.
Alice the Maid: I don't know anything about no dope! Dr. Gonzo: Come on lady, don't try and tell us you've never heard of the Grange Gorman.
Simon Bishop: Rot in hell, Melvin! Melvin Udall: No need to stop being a lady. Quit worryin! You'll be back on your knees in no time!
Ginny Weasley: The Fat lady... she's gone! Ron: Serves her right. She was a terrible singer... Hermione: That's not funny, Ron!
Dalton Russell: Now lady, believe me, this is the only situation that I would ever ask you to do this, so take off your fucking clothes.
Peter Warne: Excuse me lady, but that upon which you sit is mine. Ellie Andrews: I beg your pardon?
Professor Henry Higgins: The question is not whether I've treated you rudely but whether you've ever heard me treat anyone else better.
Landlady: ...and what things does she want? Her bird cage and her Chinese fan. But she says, never mind about sending any clothes.
Professor Henry Higgins: By George, Eliza, the streets will be strewn with the bodies of men shooting themselves for your sake before I'm done with you.
Lady Presenter: [after she and the other dinner guests have supposedly died after eating the salmon mousse] Hey, I didn't eat the mousse!
Vizzini: A word, my lady. We are but poor, lost circus performers. Is there a village nearby? Buttercup: There is nothing nearby... Not for miles. Vizzini: Then there will be no one to hear you scream.
Lady Eboshi: Now watch closely, everyone. I'm going to show you how to kill a god. A god of life and death. The trick is not to fear him.
Mr. Collins: Charlotte, come here. Charlotte Lucas: Has the pig escaped again? [looks out window] Charlotte Lucas: Oh. It's Lady Catherine.
Mr. Robertson: Just relax, Jane. Some of the ladies before you, got a little nervous, a little lost in thought. Jane: [scoffs] Perhaps that's because to them a thought is unfamiliar territory.
