Blanche DuBois: I can't stand a naked light bulb, any more than I can a rude remark or a vulgar action.
Mitch: I guess we must strike you as being a pretty rough bunch.
Blanche DuBois: I'm very adaptable to circumstances.

Just because I told you my story, does not invite you to be a part of it!

Edward Cole

By the time you get this message, I'll be in the dead zone. It came a little sooner than we thought, but this means you won't be able to send a message back. So, I just wanted to let you know that I don't need the message because I know everything you wanna say. Just remember it takes eight minutes for light to travel from sun to Earth, which means you'll know we succeeded about eight minutes after we deliver the payload. All you have to is look out for a little extra brightness in the sky. So if you wake up one morning and it's a particularly beautiful day, you'll know we made it. Okay, I'm signing out and I'll see you in a couple years.


This entire year's been a waste! I've just blown another year of eligibility!


Lightning: You got an iPad?
Henry 'Razor' Sharp: Nah, I got a regular couch.

David Shaw: What happens if the plan goes to hell?
Steven: It won't.

I'm sorry I had to fight in the middle of your Black Panther party.

Forrest Gump

Annie Kinsella: Hey, what if the Voice calls while you're gone?
Ray Kinsella: Take a message.

Annie Kinsella: [trying to understand the situation] I mean, Shoeless Joe...
Ray Kinsella: He's dead. Died in '51; he's dead.
Annie Kinsella: He's the one they suspended, right?
Ray Kinsella: Right.
Annie Kinsella: He's still dead?
Ray Kinsella: Far as I know.

Stanford College Girl: [Walks away with "Stanford" on the back of her panties] You don't even remember my name, do you?
Sean Parker: Stanford?

Opal: [In an automobile junkyard] I'm wandering in a graveyard. The dead here have no crosses, nor tombstones, nor wreaths to sing of their past glory, but lie in rotting, decaying, rusty heaps, their innards ripped out by greedy, vulturous hands. Their vast, vacant skeletons... sadly sighing to the sky. The rust on their bodies... is the color of dried blood. Dried blood. I'm reminded of... of an elephant's secret burial ground. Yes. Cette aire de mystère. Cette essence de I'irréel. These cars are trying to communicate. O cars, are you trying to tell me something? Are you trying to convey to me some secret...
Kenny Fraiser: What... Excuse me?
Opal: Oh, excuse me! I thought I was completely alone. How embarrassing. Oh, you're a musician!

Our daughters are being traded like cattle for the advancement of men.

Lady Elizabeth

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