"If I just met you on the street... if you gave me your phone number... I'd throw it away."
"We don't have to like each other, Joanne. We're family."
Home for the Holidays.
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"If I just met you on the street... if you gave me your phone number... I'd throw it away."
"We don't have to like each other, Joanne. We're family."
Home for the Holidays.
Open the pod bay doors, HAL.
Great movie, huh? So refreshing to see something like this after all these... cop movies and, you know, things we do. Maybe we'll do a remake of this!
Why, you speak treason!
Fluently.
I'm sorry, Dave. I can't do that.
My mind is going. There is no question of it. Dave. Stop.
[Little person Tito is not happy with the dream sequence in the movie]
"Have you ever had a dream with a dwarf in it? Do you know anyone who's had a dream with a dwarf in it? No! I don't even have dreams with dwarves in them. The only place I've seen dwarves in dreams is in stupid movies like this! "Oh make it weird, put a dwarf in it!". Everyone will go "Woah, this must be a fuckin' dream, there's a fuckin' dwarf in it!". Well I'm sick of it! You can take this dream sequence and stick it up your ass!"
He was dead just long enough for the murder rap to blow over. And then he had lunch.
My God. It's full of stars.
Daisy, Daisy give me your answer true.....