Marc: I think we just wanted to be part of the lifestyle. The lifestyle that everybody kinda wants.
Etikettarkiv: Drama
Borta bäst, hemma värst
Howard: Boys, I don't want to speak ill of your mother on Christmas, but she's nothing but a common street whore.
Den blinda mannen som inte ville se Titanic
Jack: [to Ruth and other guests dining at their table] Well, yes, ma'am, I do… I mean, I got everything I need right here with me. I got air in my lungs, a few blank sheets of paper. I mean, I love waking up in the morning not knowing what's gonna happen or, who I'm gonna meet, where I'm gonna wind up. Just the other night I was sleeping under a bridge and now here I am on the grandest ship in the world having champagne with you fine people. I figure life's a gift and I don't intend on wasting it. You don't know what hand you're gonna get dealt next. You learn to take life as it comes at you… to make each day count.
Molly Brown: Well said, Jack.
Big Daddy
Julian: …but I wipe my own ass, I wipe my own ass!
Here Comes the Boom
Bella Flores: I guess it was unrealistic to think that anybody would show up when everybody has their own problems.
Scott Voss: You showed up.
Bella Flores: You shut up.
Jalla! Jalla!
Polis: [Måns is arrested by the police after throwing out furniture] Well, how did this happen?
Måns: Ehm, what?
Polis: Well, there's furniture on the street, under your balcony…
Måns: I accidentally dropped them…
Polis: Really? How?
Måns: I don't know… I was going to… refurbish… a little and then i tripped… it was some little… edge that…
Polis: On the balcony?
Måns: Yes, exactly…
Polis: With a whole drawer, a TV and an aquarium?
Måns: Mm…
Days of Thunder
Harry Hogge: Cole, you're wandering all over the track!
Cole Trickle: Yeah, well this son of a bitch just slammed into me.
Harry Hogge: No, no, he didn't slam you, he didn't bump you, he didn't nudge you… he *rubbed* you. And rubbin, son, is racin'.
The Manchurian Candidate
Eleanor Shaw: The assassin always dies, baby. It's necessary for the national healing.
Påtaglig fara
[Jack needs a helicopter]
Jack Ryan: I'm here to rent the Huey.
Helicopter owner: We don't rent it anymore, but it is for sale.
Jack Ryan: How much?
Helicopter owner: Two million dollars.
Jack Ryan: Uh, my pilot and I will have to take it for a test drive.
Helicopter owner: Of course, you just have to leave a deposit.
Jack Ryan: How much is that?
Helicopter owner: Two million dollars.
Jack Ryan: Umm…
[Shows a CIA business card]
Jack Ryan: Would you take a company check?
The Terminal
Amelia: I have to go.
Viktor Navorski: I have to stay.
Amelia: Story of my life.
Viktor Navorski: Me too.