They will gloat over every rust streak down our sides, every sign of military slackness. They expect to destroy us. But it will only make us stronger. That’s all. Carry on.
Shrink, I wanna kill. I wanna kill. I wanna see blood and gore and guts, veins in my teeth, eat dead burnt bodies. Kill! Kill! Kill!
Any of you fucking pricks move, and I’ll execute every motherfuckin’ last one of you!
Why is it all you thugs talk like you went to finishing school with Robert De Niro?
I’m known to be quite vexing. I’m just forewarning you.
Three days ago, I loathed you. I used to dream about you getting hit by a cab. Then we had our little adventure up in Alaska and things started to changed. Things changed when we kissed. And when you told me about your tattoo. Even when you checked me out when we were naked. But I didn’t realize any of this, until I was standing alone… in a barn… wifeless. Now, you could imagine my disappointment when it suddenly dawned on me that the woman I love is about to be kicked out of the country. So Margaret, marry me, because I’d like to date you.
I love that you get cold when it’s 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you’re looking at me like I’m nuts. I love that after I spend the day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it’s not because I’m lonely, and it’s not because it’s New Year’s Eve. I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.
We’ll always have Paris.
The city goes to bed and I can live inside my head.
Curfew!!!
Well, as of this moment, they’re on DOUBLE SECRET PROBATION!
Is it safe?
It’s incredible and probably the most important thing: Don’t ever feed him after midnight.
Ya gonna finish that?
I don’t care how you do it. You must sink the Bismarck. Good luck to you.
Earn this.
Don’t Red Apple Me!
I never did it with baked goods, but you know your uncle Mort, he pets the one-eyed snake 5-6 times a day.
But are you still the master of your domain?
I may have trouble remembering my own name, or what country I live in, but there are two things I can’t seem to forget: that my own daughter threw me into a nursing home, and that she ate Minny’s shit.