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W.C.: Fakes, that's all they are, sitting there staring in their crystal whatsitsnames.
Sid: Balls.
W.C.: I quite agree! |
Carry On at Y... |
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W.C.: I tried so hard to be somebody else, forgot who the hell I was. |
Vacant Lot |
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W.C.: Smartest thing you can ever do in life is learn from somebody else's mistake. |
Vacant Lot |
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W.C.: The music, this horn, they'll never leave you. Never let you down. But the lights, the glamour, these women, they'll let you down. They're secondary. But this here horn it's like magic, you know? Just wave your wand. Like magic. |
Vacant Lot |
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W.C.: Well Miss Withering, how does it feel, comfortable?
Hortence Withering: Yes I think so Mr Boggs.
W.C.: Good, good. Comfort before beauty, that's what I always say.
Sid: It a bit big in the bowl, ain't it?
Charles Coote: It is only 2 centrementres more than our last model and I'm sure we shan't fall out over that.
Sid: Its falling in I'm worried about!
W.C.: No, no! I live your overall design Mr Coote.
Charles Coote: Oh thank you Sir.
Hortence Withering: May I get off now please?
W.C.: Yes of course Mrs Withering, and thank you you have been most patient.
Sid: Yes like Jove on a monument, and what a monument!
W.C.: Yes, we must make sure that the catch is strong enough to support the seat.
Sid: Do you mind if I try it?
W.C.: No, go ahead.
Sid: Yes I don't think I could stand it for more than half an hour.
Charles Coote: It was hardly designed for a reading room!
Sid: Ere... Look at this very slender this pedestle... Isn't it?
Charles Coote: It's streamlined!
Sid: What for, wind resistance?
Charles Coote: In any case the thickness has nothing to do whatsoever with the tensile strength.
W.C.: I hope your right Mr Coote. I have had bitter experience of what happens when one of these collapses, or rather my poor wife had, God rest her soul. |
Carry On at Y... |
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W.E.: Family values have gone straight to hell. |
Return of the... |
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W.E.: It is easier to resist at the beginning than at the end. |
Return of the... |
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W.E.: Look what your brother did to this door! |
Return of the... |
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W.F. Lloyd: I'm sorry - I'm not very comfortable dealing with and talking to people... when they're alive. |
Undertakings |
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W.F. Lloyd: The dead have been my life. |
Undertakings |
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W.P. Mayhew: Honey! Where's my honey? |
Barton Fink |
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W.P. Mayhew: Mister Fink, they have not invented a genre of picture that Bill Mayhew has not, at one time or other, been invited to essay. Yes, I have taken my stab at the rasslin' form, as I have stabbed at so many others, and with as little success. I gather that you are a freshman here, eager for an upperclassman's counsel. However, just at the moment, I have drinking to do. Why don't you stop by my bungalow, which is number fifteen, later on this afternoon, and we will discuss rasslin' scenarios and other things lit'rary. |
Barton Fink |
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W.W. Douglas: If you're headin' up to old Curly's I can save you the journey. Skeeters got him last spring. Ate through his eyelids and pumped him full of poison. Curly finally got a gun and blew his brains out.
Albert Johnson: That's one way to stop the buzzin'. |
Death Hunt |
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Wa Wu-Bin: The Rich man likes to think he's poor, the sick man likes to think he's immortal - that's how men are. |
Feng yu shuan... |
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Waco Johnnie Dean: What was I saying?
Lola Manners: You were talking about yourself.
Waco Johnnie Dean: Where did I stop?
Lola Manners: You didn't. But you can now. I already know all about Waco Johnnie Dean, the fastest gun in Texas.
Waco Johnnie Dean: Texas? Lady, why limit me? |
Winchester '73 |
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Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker: I may be a drape, but I love your granddaughter. And if that's a crime, I'll stand convicted, ma'am. |
Cry-Baby |
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Wade Garrett: That gal's got entirely too many brains to have an ass like that. |
Road House |
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Wade Garrett: This place has a sign hangin' over the urinal that says, "Don't eat the big white mint". |
Road House |
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Wade Hinkle: Whatever that thing is that creates a date, or a relationship, or love... whatever that is didn't follow me out of school. It's like they sucked it out of me in exchange for my diploma. |
Chillicothe |
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Wade Pig: Careful, Plucky. We just had the lawn fertilized. |
Tiny Toon Adv... |
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Wade Welles: Oh man that was so great. It was like better than... than sex.
Prof. Maximillian P. Arturo: Well I wouldn't go that far. |
Sliders |
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Wade Welles: You mean that we can just like... slide through this and boom, we're on another planet?
Quinn Mallory: No. Same planet, different dimension. |
Sliders |
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Wade: I want to thank you, Tom. You saved my life.
Tom: Uh - don't worry about it.
Wade: You didn't have to hit me, though.
Tom: ...Yes I did. |
River Wild |
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Wade: I'm in charge now. I could bury you and Roarke tonight. I could do anything I want with you.
Gail: Then go ahead. Don't keep telling me how tough you are, Wade, just show me. |
River Wild |
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Wade: We never had nicknames where I came from. Certainly not "White Water." White trash, maybe. |
River Wild |
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Wade: What exactly is that?
Deputy Pete: A spider, man! |
Eight Legged ... |
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Wade: You told me! You swore to all of us that we were not going to harm the dinosaur! We were only supposed to take film and study it!
Thrust: You ding-dong! |
Last Dinosaur |
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Wade: You're just mad... 'cause tonight you suckas got served! |
You Got Served |
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Wadsworth Sr.: Life is hunger. Life is anger. Life is pain and dirt. Your grandfather knew life. He didn't recommend it. That's why we're rich. |
Rough Riders |
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Wadsworth Sr.: To be wealthy, warm, and well-thought of... that's what a man really wants, if he's honest. And you have it. |
Rough Riders |
| BTW, Why won't you become an editor? |
