Monthly Archives: April 2013
Policeman: Nothin’s done right unless Tough Willy does it himself.
Lt. William Calhoun: How long you been working here?
Policeman: Four weeks tomorrow, Lieutenant.
Lt. William Calhoun: You need twenty-five years before you’re eligible for a pension. . .and you won’t make it. Not if you ever call me Willy.
Old Biff: You always did have a way with women.
Young Biff: Get the hell out of my car, old man!
Old Biff: You wanna marry that girl, Biff? I can help make it happen.
Young Biff: Oh-oh, yeah, who are you, Miss Lonelyhearts?
Old Biff: Just get in the car, Butthead.
Young Biff: Who you callin’ “butthead”, Butthead?
[Old Biff starts the car]
Young Biff: How do you know how to do that? Nobody can start this car but me.
Old Biff: Just get in the car, Tannen. Today’s your lucky day.
Eleanor: And when you die, which is regrettable but necessary, what will happen to frail Alais and her pruny prince? You can’t think Richard’s going to wait for your grotesque to grow.
Henry II: You wouldn’t let him do a thing like that.
Eleanor: Let him? I’d push him through the nursery door.
Henry II: You’re not that cruel.
Eleanor: Don’t fret. We’ll wait until you’re dead to do it.
Henry II: Eleanor, what do you want?
Eleanor: Just what you want, a king for a son. You can make more, I can’t. You think I want to disappear? One son is all I’ve got, and you can blot him out and call me cruel? For these ten years you’ve lived with everything I’ve lost, and loved another woman through it all, and I am cruel? I could peel you like a pear and God himself would call it justice!
Stan: Stu, what does it remind you of when you hold it next to your cheek?
Stu: Not a damn thing but hot air.
Stan: Didn’t it remind you of when you’re making love and a woman ‘fore it gets sometimes? Just like this?
Stu: [laughs] Maybe so. I don’t go for women who got malaria.
Michael Green: My wife is an alcoholic. Best person I ever met. She has 600 different smiles. They can light up your life. They can make you laugh out loud, just like that. They can even make you cry, just like that. That’s just with her smiles. You’d have to see her with her kids. You’d have to see how they look at her, when she’s not looking. To think of all the things she lives through, and I couldn’t help her.
Alice Green: Maybe helping wasn’t your job.
Michael Green: Well, it wasn’t. See I love her. And I tried everything, except really listening, really listening, and that’s how I left her alone. I was so ashamed of that, and I couldn’t even tell her. Maybe if I tell her she’d love me anyway.
Alice Green: Or more. She would have loved you even more. I think you should tell all this stuff to your wife.
Nancy: Can. . .can you, like, define the meaning of love?
Fielding Mellish: What do you. . .define. . .it’s love! I love you! I. . .I want you in a way of cherishing your. . .your. . .your totality and your otherness, and. . .and in the sense of a presence, and a being, and a whole coming and a going in a room with grapefruit, and. . .and love of a thing of nature in a sense of not wanting or being jealous of the thing that a person possesses.
Nancy: Do you have any gum?