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Eli: It doesn't have to make sense. It's faith, it's faith. It's the flower of light in the field of darkness that's giving me the strength to carry on. You understand?
Solara: Is that from your book?
Eli: No, it's, uh, Johnny Cash, Live at Folsom Prison.
You know, it occurs to me that the best way you hurt rich people is by turning them into poor people.
I'm not gonna shoot him, Wax.
I'm doing Lance ... Armstrong over here and you bullsitting on the ground!
I say we go back to the evil lair, grab some ray guns, hold 'em sideways and just go all 'gangsta' on him
Never recreate from your memory. Always imagine new places!
Someday. That's a dangerous word. It's really just a code for 'never'.
You aint gonna shoot me in the head, pops.
This aggression will not stand, man...
Oh, I'm sorry, did I break your concentration?
Did you see that? Yeah I saw it, I did it.
George, what the heck you yellin for?
At last...my arm is complete again.
I'll answer the question.
Are these Nazis, Walter?
It's like living with a six year old.
Can you forgive a pig-headed old fool with no eyes to see with and no ears to hear with all these years?
And the monkey flips the switch.
Donny you're out of your element! Dude, the Chinaman is not the issue here!
I don't know who you are. I don't know what you want. If you are looking for ransom, I can tell you I don't have money. But what I do have are a very particular set of skills; skills I have acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you. If you let my daughter go now, that'll be the end of it. I will not look for you, I will not pursue you. But if you don't, I will look for you, I will find you, and I will kill you.
What about the R.O.U.S.'s?
No! I warn you! Rome is an affront to God! Rome is strangling my people and my country, the whole Earth! But not forever. I tell you the day Rome falls there will be a shout of freedom such as the world has never heard before!
How come you don't roll on Saturday, Walter?
I don't tip because society says I have to. All right, if someone deserves a tip, if they really put forth an effort, I'll give them something a little something extra. But this tipping automatically, it's for the birds. As far as I'm concerned, they're just doing their job.
And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. And lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid. And the angel said unto them, 'Fear not: for behold, I bring unto you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the City of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.' And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host, praising God, and saying, 'Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.'
Oh well if that's all... What? You don't like to make toys?
Let the name of Moses be stricken from every book and tablet, stricken from all pylons and obelisks, stricken from every monument of Egypt. Let the name of Moses be unheard and unspoken, erased from the memory of men for all time.
You got authorization from Aunt Ginney?
You scratched my CD! You picked it up in pure daylight and you scratched it!
Mr. Musgrave, please don't interrupt me when I'm asking rhetorical questions.
Son, we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns. Who's gonna do it? You? You, Lieutenant Weinberg? I have a greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom. You weep for Santiago and you curse the marines. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know: that Santiago's death, while tragic, probably saved lives. And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives. You don't want the truth because, deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that wall, you need me on that wall. We use words like honor, code, loyalty. We use these words as the backbone of a life spent defending something. You use them as a punchline. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom that I provide and then questions the manner in which I provide it. I would rather you just said "thank you" and went on your way. Otherwise I suggest you pick up a weapon and stand at post. Either way, I don't give a damn what you think you are entitled to.
You want a toe? I can get you a toe, believe me. There are ways, Dude.
Would you make my four run as one?
Eli: It doesn't have to make sense. It's faith, it's faith. It's the flower of light in the field of darkness that's giving me the strength to carry on. You understand?
Solara: Is that from your book?
Eli: No, it's, uh, Johnny Cash, Live at Folsom Prison.
You know, it occurs to me that the best way you hurt rich people is by turning them into poor people.
I'm not gonna shoot him, Wax.
I'm doing Lance ... Armstrong over here and you bullsitting on the ground!
I say we go back to the evil lair, grab some ray guns, hold 'em sideways and just go all 'gangsta' on him
Never recreate from your memory. Always imagine new places!
Someday. That's a dangerous word. It's really just a code for 'never'.
You aint gonna shoot me in the head, pops.
This aggression will not stand, man...
Oh, I'm sorry, did I break your concentration?
Did you see that? Yeah I saw it, I did it.
George, what the heck you yellin for?
At last...my arm is complete again.
I'll answer the question.
Are these Nazis, Walter?
It's like living with a six year old.
Can you forgive a pig-headed old fool with no eyes to see with and no ears to hear with all these years?
And the monkey flips the switch.
Donny you're out of your element! Dude, the Chinaman is not the issue here!
I don't know who you are. I don't know what you want. If you are looking for ransom, I can tell you I don't have money. But what I do have are a very particular set of skills; skills I have acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you. If you let my daughter go now, that'll be the end of it. I will not look for you, I will not pursue you. But if you don't, I will look for you, I will find you, and I will kill you.
What about the R.O.U.S.'s?
No! I warn you! Rome is an affront to God! Rome is strangling my people and my country, the whole Earth! But not forever. I tell you the day Rome falls there will be a shout of freedom such as the world has never heard before!
How come you don't roll on Saturday, Walter?
I don't tip because society says I have to. All right, if someone deserves a tip, if they really put forth an effort, I'll give them something a little something extra. But this tipping automatically, it's for the birds. As far as I'm concerned, they're just doing their job.
And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. And lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid. And the angel said unto them, 'Fear not: for behold, I bring unto you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the City of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.' And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host, praising God, and saying, 'Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.'
Oh well if that's all... What? You don't like to make toys?
Let the name of Moses be stricken from every book and tablet, stricken from all pylons and obelisks, stricken from every monument of Egypt. Let the name of Moses be unheard and unspoken, erased from the memory of men for all time.
You got authorization from Aunt Ginney?
You scratched my CD! You picked it up in pure daylight and you scratched it!
Mr. Musgrave, please don't interrupt me when I'm asking rhetorical questions.
Son, we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns. Who's gonna do it? You? You, Lieutenant Weinberg? I have a greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom. You weep for Santiago and you curse the marines. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know: that Santiago's death, while tragic, probably saved lives. And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives. You don't want the truth because, deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that wall, you need me on that wall. We use words like honor, code, loyalty. We use these words as the backbone of a life spent defending something. You use them as a punchline. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom that I provide and then questions the manner in which I provide it. I would rather you just said "thank you" and went on your way. Otherwise I suggest you pick up a weapon and stand at post. Either way, I don't give a damn what you think you are entitled to.
You want a toe? I can get you a toe, believe me. There are ways, Dude.
Would you make my four run as one?