Hope: You remember how you said Mozart was a musical prod?
Reverend James: Prodigy.
Hope: Yeah, well, I’ve got one of those and he’s living under my bed! - August Rush
August Rush: [in voiceover] But I believe in music…The way that some people believe in fairy tales.
Jul 03, 2008, 12:02AM PDT | 0 comments
David: Dennis, can I just say one last thing about Mars? – which may be strange coming from a Science-Fiction writer – But right now, you and me here, put together entirely of atoms, sitting on this round rock with a core of liquid iron, held down by this force that seems to trouble you, called gravity, all the while spinning around the sun at 67,000 miles an hour and whizzing through the milkyway at 600,000 miles an hour in a universe that very well may be chasing its own tail at the speed of light; And admist all this frantic activity, fully cognisant of our own eminent demise – which is our own pretty way of saying we all know we’re gonna die – We reach out to one another. Sometimes for the sake of entity, sometimes for reasons you’re not old enough to understand yet, but a lot of the time we just reach out and expect nothing in return. Isn’t that strange? Isn’t that weird? Isn’t that weird enough? The heck do ya need to be from Mars for? – Martian Child
Liz: Guys, get off the dog!
Nicholas: We’re just playing.
Liz: That dog is like 200 years old in human- would you do that to Grandma? – Martain Child
Denis: Come here Flomar.
David: Did you just call Summer(is that the dogs name?)Flomar?
Denis: It’s marshian for warm furry friend. He picked it.
David: Oh. - Martain Child
Jul 02, 2008, 11:48PM PDT | 0 comments
#43 The End!
18 months ago
From The Shop Around the Corner:
Alfred Kralik: Are you disappointed?
Klara Novak (Miss Novak): Psychologically, I’m very confused… But personally, I don’t feel bad at all.
And this “thing” is done. It took longer than I thought, but it was a good exercise.
May 30, 2008, 09:30PM PDT | 0 comments
At times the world can seem an unfriendly and sinister place. But believe us when we say there is much more good in it than bad. All you have to do is look hard enough. And what might seem to be a series of unfortunate events, may in fact, be the first steps of a journey. – Lemony Snicket’s A Series of Unfortunate Events.
Uncle Monty: I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind milking Petunia for me?
Count Olaf: Petunia? Well- uh- yeah. Sure. I’ll take a shot at that.
[Grabbing for snake with stick, unsure]
Count Olaf: You know, they used to call me Old McDonald up at the milking lab. I used to milk these things all day long.
[lifting snake]
Count Olaf: But the little udders- they’re hard to locate. – Lemony Snicket’s A Series of Unfortunate Events
Jack Sparrow: Me? I’m dishonest, and a dishonest man you can always trust to be dishonest. Honestly. It’s the honest ones you want to watch out for, because you can never predict when they’re going to do something incredibly… stupid. – Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl
Jack Sparrow: Do us a favor… I know it’s difficult for you… but please, stay here, and try not to do anything… stupid. – Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl
May 18, 2008, 02:20AM PDT | 0 comments
You know what? Fuck beauty contests. Life is one fucking beauty contest after another. School, then college, then work… Fuck that. And fuck the Air Force Academy. If I want to fly, I’ll find a way to fly. You do what you love, and fuck the rest. – Little Miss Sun Shine.
Oh my God, I’m getting pulled over. Everyone, just… pretend to be normal. – Little Miss Sun Shine
Some people show off their beauty because they want the world to see it, others hide their beauty because they want the world to see something else. – The Sister Hood Of The Travelling Pants
May 14, 2008, 12:11AM PDT | 0 comments
From V For Vendetta
Evey Hammond: Who are you?
V: Who? Who is but the form following the function of what and what I am is a man in a mask.
Evey Hammond: Well I can see that.
V: Of course you can. I’m not questioning your powers of observation I’m merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man who he is.
Evey Hammond: Oh. Right.
V: Beneath this mask there is more than flesh. Beneath this mask there is an idea, Mr. Creedy, and ideas are bulletproof.
V: A revolution without dancing is a revolution not worth having!
V: People should not be afraid of their governments. Governments should be afraid of their people.
Feb 25, 2008, 09:10PM PST | 0 comments
From When Harry Met Sally:
Harry Burns: I love that you get cold when it’s 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you’re looking at me like I’m nuts. I love that after I spend the day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it’s not because I’m lonely, and it’s not because it’s New Year’s Eve. I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.
Sally Albright: Well, if you must know, it was because he was very jealous, and I had these days of the week underpants.
Harry Burns: Ehhhh. I’m sorry. I need the judges ruling on this. “Days of the weeks underpants”?
Sally Albright: Yes. They had the days of the week on them, and I thought they were sort of funny. And then one day Sheldon says to me, “You never wear Sunday.” It was all suspicious. Where was Sunday? Where had I left Sunday? And I told him, and he didn’t believe me.
Harry Burns: What?
Sally Albright: They don’t make Sunday.
Harry Burns: Why not?
Sally Albright: Because of God.
Jess: “Baby talk”? That’s not a saying.
Harry Burns: Oh, but “baby fish mouth” is sweeping the nation?
Sally Albright: You see? That is just like you, Harry. You say things like that, and you make it impossible for me to hate you.
Harry Burns: You know, I have a theory that hieroglyphics are just an ancient comic strip about a character named Sphinxy.
Sally Albright: Its amazing. You look like a normal person but actually you are the angel of death.
Harry Burns: There are two kinds of women: high maintenance and low maintenance.
Sally Albright: Which one am I?
Harry Burns: You’re the worst kind. You’re high maintenance but you think you’re low maintenance.
Harry Burns: The fact that you’re not answering leads me to believe you’re either (a) not at home, (b) home but don’t want to talk to me, or© home, desperately want to talk to me, but trapped under something heavy. If it’s either (a) or©, please call me back.
I realize that this is a lot from one movie, but I love When Harry Met Sally. In my opinion, the best romantic comedy of all time. I can’t believe that I forgot to write an entry about until now!
Feb 12, 2008, 05:34PM PST | 0 comments
From Black Hawk Down:
Hoot: Once that first bullet goes past your head, politics and all that shit just goes right out the window.
Grimes: Why aren’t you shooting?
Waddell: We’re not being shot at yet.
Grimes: How can you tell?
Waddell: A hiss means it’s close. A snap means…
[a bullet whizzes close by]
Waddell: Now they’re shooting at us!
McKnight: “Don’t let that man crawl! Somebody help that man!”
Feb 01, 2008, 07:42AM PST | 0 comments
From Serendipity:
Sara: I usually enjoy my own thoughtfulness.
Dean: You know the Greeks didn’t write obituaries. They only asked one question after a man died: “Did he have passion?”.
Dean: Maybe we’re lying here because you don’t wanna be standing somewhere else.
From Grosse Pointe Blank:
Debi: Some people say forgive and forget. Nah, I don’t know. I say forget about forgiving and just accept. And… get the hell out of town.
Dr. Oatman: Don’t kill anybody for a few days. See what it feels like.
Martin Q. Blank: Alright, I’ll give it a shot.
Dr. Oatman: No, don’t give it a shot! Don’t shoot anything!
Nov 04, 2007, 11:57AM PST | 1 cheer | 3 comments
From The Birdcage:
Albert: You know everything because you’re a man, and I know nothing because I’m a woman.
Armand: You’re not a woman.
Albert: Oh, you bastard!
From Hot Fuzz:
Andy Wainwright: It’s alright, Andy! It’s just bolognaise!
Nicholas Angel: I may not be a religious man Reverend, but I know right and I know wrong and I have the good grace to know which is which.
Reverend Philip Shooter: Oh, fuck off, grasshopper.
Nicholas Angel: You’re a doctor, deal with it!
Danny Butterman: Yeah, motherfucker!
Oct 16, 2007, 10:48AM PDT | 0 comments