NEW! Speak to me in Movie quotes

This house knows everything about you. Leave while you can.

Oh. If anything happens, call the police and hide in your closet.

I’m sitting in my closet and drinking chardonnay from a sippy cup. Do I look ok?

I like the new look. Tres chic.

You look better than Veronica Lake.

Ma’am, your husband Bernie, you didn’t by any chance lead him to the lake blindfolded?

Bernie told whoever he was talking to not to kill us while he’s around…

And I guess that was your accomplice in the wood chipper.

I’m trying to organize a prison break. I’m looking for, like, an accomplice. We have to first get out of this bar, then the hotel, then the city, and then the country. Are you in or you out?

Some men are destined never to leave Alcatraz… alive.

Well Spider Murphy played on the saxophone,
Little Joe was blowin’ on the slide trombone.
The drummer boy from Illinois went crash, boom, bang,
The whole rhythm section was the Purple Gang.
Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin’ to the Jailhouse Rock.

This is our home, and no damn spiders are gonna run us out!

We have a home here. We think it’s something worth defending.

One minute you’re defending the whole galaxy, and, suddenly, you find yourself sucking down darjeeling with Marie Antoinette… and her little sister.

Oh, Authie Em, there’s no place like home!

You little son of a bitch ball! Why you don’t you just go HOME? That’s your HOME! Are you too good for your HOME? ANSWER ME! SUCK MY WHITE ASS, BALL!

You’re perfect. You, and the ball, and the diamond, you’re this perfectly beautiful thing. You can win or lose the game, all by yourself. You don’t need me.

Then I saw her - this cute little
Red-headed girl I know
Firmly I vowed I would win it for her
And I shouldered my bat and I swung…

Are you crying? Are you crying? ARE YOU CRYING? There’s no crying! THERE’S NO CRYING IN BASEBALL!

These are the saddest of possible words:
“Tinker to Evers to Chance.”
Trio of bear cubs, and fleeter than birds,
Tinker and Evers and Chance.
Ruthlessly pricking our gonfalon bubble,
Making a Giant hit into a double
Words that are heavy with nothing but trouble:
“Tinker to Evers to Chance.”

-F. P. Adams