Sergeant: [Three of Andy's army men are preparing to jump out the window with parachutes] We've done our duty. Andy's grown up. Army Man 1: Let's face it. When the trash bags come out, we army guys are the first to go. Buzz Lightyear: Trash bags? Woo...
Raven Darkholme: [in mutant form] Could you pass me my robe? Erik Lehnsherr: You don't have to hide. [Erik moves and sits besides Raven on the bed] Erik Lehnsherr: Have you ever looked at a tiger and thought you ought to cover it up? Raven Darkholme:...
Raven Darkholme: "Mutant and proud." Professor Charles Xavier: What? Raven Darkholme: Or is it the with pretty mutations, or invisible ones like yours? But if you're a freak, you better hide. Professor Charles Xavier: You're being ridiculous. I don't...
Erik Lehnsherr: A man from the future came to me. Raven: Don't lie to me! Erik Lehnsherr: I never have, and I never will! He said the humans would take your blood and use it as a weapon against us, to wipe us all out! Raven: In that case, how'd you l...
Bromhead: Chard. One of my men - Hook - do you know him? Lieutenant John Chard: [preoccupied] No. Bromhead: In the hospital, malingering under arrest. He's a thief, a coward and an insubordinate barrack room lawyer. And you've given him a rifle! Lieu...
Xerxes: There will be no glory in your sacrifice. I will erase even the memory of Sparta from the histories! Every piece of Greek parchment shall be burned. Every Greek historian, and every scribe shall have their eyes pulled out, and their tongues c...
Brad Dupree: [reading Lester's job description] "My job consists of basically masking my contempt for the assholes in charge, and, at least once a day, retiring to the men's room so I can jerk off while I fantasize about a life that doesn't so closel...
Ken Clawson: Please, listen, now, if you're going to refer to that alleged conversation with Sally Aiken, you can't print that it took place in her apartment. I have a wife and a family and a dog and a cat. Ben Bradlee: A wife and a family and a dog ...
[Asking for background information about Howard Hunt] Bob Woodward: It's just profile information, mostly. We know, for example, that he works for Mullen and Company, or did work for Mullen and Company, as a writer. He's also a novelist; we know that...
Henri Ducard: You have learned to bury your guilt with anger. I will teach you to confront it, and to face the truth. You know how to fight six men. We can teach you how to engage six hundred. You know how to disappear. We can teach you to become tru...
[imitating Cpt. Steele] Pilla: Think. We are at the ten yard line here, men, you understand? Can you count? One, two, ten. Where are my runningbacks? Rangers: Hoo-ah! Pilla: Where are my runningbacks? Rangers: Hoo-ah! Pilla: Hey. I didn't see you in ...
Riggan: Just find me an actor. A good actor. Give me Woody Harrelson. Jake: He's doing the next Hunger Games. Riggan: Michael Fassbender? Jake: He's doing the prequel to the X-Men prequel. Riggan: How about Jeremy Renner? Jake: Who? Riggan: Jeremy Re...
Maude Lebowski: It's a male myth about feminists that we hate sex. It can be a natural, zesty enterprise. But unfortunately there are some people - it is called satyriasis in men, nymphomania in women - who engage in it compulsively and without joy. ...
Swamp Thing, in Hell: "Demon...How...could God...allow such a place? Etrigan: Think you God built this place, wishing man ill and not lusts uncontrolled or swords unsheathed? Not God, my friend. The truth's more hideous still: These halls were carved...
Yes, we praise women over 40 for a multitude of reasons. Unfortunately, it's not reciprocal. For every stunning, smart, well-coiffed, hot woman over 40, there is a bald, paunchy relic in yellow pants making a fool of himself with some 22-year old wai...
There is no neatness in any life- great or small. It is only an illusion men foolishly pursue. All lived lives are a mess. The neatness in my life had begun to crumble some time before, but now it disintegrated completely as I vanished into a world o...
I wish I could describe the feeling of being at sea, the anguish, frustration, and fear, the beauty that accompanies threatening spectacles, the spiritual communion with creatures in whose domain I sail. There is a magnificent intensity in life that ...
A picture in a book, a lynching. The bland faces of men who watch a Christ go up in flames, smiling, as if he were a hooked fish, a felled antelope, some wild thing tied to boards and burned. His charred body gives off light--a halo burns out of him....
Not all deceptions are palatable. Untruths are too easy to come by, too quickly exploded, too cheap and ephemeral to give lasting comfort. Mundus vult decipi, but there is a hierarchy of deceptions. Near the bottom of the ladder is journalism: a stea...
He was a thundering paradox of a man, noble and ignoble, inspiring and outrageous, arrogant and shy, the best of me and the worst of men, the most protean, most ridiculous, and most sublime. No more baffling, exasperating soldier ever wore a uniform....
Sense never fails to give them that have it, Words enough to make them understood. It too often happens in some conversations, as in Apothecary Shops, that those Pots that are Empty, or have Things of small Value in them, are as gaudily Dress'd as th...
