Favorite Drama Quotes
I ain't fiddlin' with no cow titties. I'm a city girl!Kate Grant
We don't know how she got out of her room. It's as if she evaporated, straight through the walls.Dr. John Cawley
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Watch what you eat and who you eat.Ron Woodroof
Tommy: Useless motherfucker, that's what she called me. I told her, I'm sorry, but these things happen. Let's put it behind us.
Spud: That's fair enough.
Tommy: Yes, but then she finds out I've bought a ticket for Iggy Pop the same night.
Spud: Went ballistic?
Tommy: Big time. Absolutely fucking radge. 'It's me or Iggy Pop, time to decide.'
Spud: So what's it going to be?
Tommy: Well, I've paid for the ticket.
Spider: [hesitating] Why don't you go fuck yourself, Tommy?
Conway: [stunned silence] Whoa! Can't believe what I just heard. Hey Spider, here. This is for you.
Jimmy Conway: Attaboy! I got respect for this kid. He's got a lot of fucking balls. Good for you! Don't take no shit off nobody.
Mary Boleyn: Mother, please! Speak to father... Do something... I don't want to go!
Lady Elizabeth: This is not a request. We have been summoned.
[gets up and leaves the room]
Mary Boleyn: [to Anne] Please don't be angry with me... You think I desired to go for this purpose?
Anne Boleyn: All I know is that a man who didn't know who you were was with you in that room for a half-hour and came out completely besotted!
[starts to leave]
Anne Boleyn: Don't know what you said or did!
Mary Boleyn: Nothing sister! Except sing your praises and talk about my husband.
Anne Boleyn: Really? Well, you must show me how you did that sometime!
Paul Edgecomb: You let him get past you.
Dean Stanton: No I did not.
Brutus "Brutal" Howell: Three grown men... outsmarted by a mouse.
You are in the Army. You're in my Army. Everyday between three and five.Coach Norman Dale
Fuck Randy, Fuck Randy, and his high score! That's my own brother and I say Fuck Him!Troy
Everyone thinks about leaping off a building.Karen Eiffel
Now listen carefully because I will not repeat this. You are trying to obtain a list of males rejected by all three gender centers. Check first the ones rejected for having lied about criminal records, look for severe childhood disturbances associated with violence. Our Billy wasn't born a killer, Clarice. Oh no, he was made one through years of systematic abuse. Go to the personality tests, study their drawings. Billy's houses will be very small with tiny windows, no flowers, no pets, no toys, no sun. And his females will be even more crudely sketched than his males but he will compensate with exaggerated adornments, jewelry, big breasts. And then his trees. Oh yes, Clarice, his trees will be frightful. Our Billy hates his own identity you see, he always has and he thinks that makes him a transsexual. But his pathology is a thousand times more savage and more terrifying. He wants to be reborn you see. Our Billy wants to be reborn, Clarice. And he will be reborn.Hannibal Lecter
Pasha: I used to admire your poetry.
Zhivago: Thank you.
Pasha: I shouldn't admire it now. I should find it absurdly personal. Don't you agree? Feelings, insights, affections... it's suddenly trivial now. You don't agree; you're wrong. The personal life is dead in Russia. History has killed it. I can see why you might hate me.
Zhivago: I hate everything you say, but not enough to kill you for it.