Fuck off, I’m full.
Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?
Well, better my sister than my mom, and my mom ain’t bad.
If Jane is the prototypical accommodating bridesmaid, then her sister Tess is cast as the overbearing, overindulged bride-to-be who at any moment might start stomping around Manhattan, breathing fire, and swatting planes from the sky.
What did you do, Ray?
I think I’m dating Mrs. X!
Drama, drama, drama.
Tragedy tomorrow, comedy tonight!
Let us have pirates, clowns, and a happy ending, or we shall send you back to Stratford to your wife!
He showed up at the Lodge Hall, and they were expecting me. They beat him severely, so Cowboy Dan ain’t coming.
Don’t worry, Mr. Schwab. I know where I can get a fire, cheap.
This is a list of all the things we lost in the fire.
Have you thought much about luggage, Mr. Banks? It’s the central preoccupation of my life.
Dad’s bags aren’t gonna make it.
Six bucks and my right nut says we’re not landing in Chicago.
Well don’t you worry, honey. If they could get a washing machine to fly, my Jimmy could land it.
Fly, yes. Land, no.
I used to watch you TV, flying through the air. You seemed so fearless. I wish I knew what that felt like.
[Wilhelm Scream]
This is the City of the Angels, and you haven’t got any wings.