Maybe I need to look at another face… even one as ugly as yours.
Maybe we should kiss, just to break the tension.
No, I don’t think I will kiss you, although you need kissing, badly.
AAAAAHHHH! I’ve been kissed by a tunnel!
If you’re a human being, then you reserve the right to complain, to protest. If you give up that right then you cease to exist.
Tell me Mr. Anderson, what good is a phone call if you are unable to speak?
…if you don’t get the President of the United States on that phone, you know what’s gonna happen to you?
Dogs and cats, living together - mass hysteria!
Excuse me, Mr. President. Time is short. In order to prevent John Whorfin’s escape, my comrades are at this moment takin’ up a geostationary position over New Jersey. De situation is explosive!
Most human problems can be solved by an appropriate charge of high explosives.
[background song on soundtrack]
We’ll meet again don’t know where don’t know when,
But I know we’ll meet again some sunny day
Keep smiling through just as you always do
We’ll sell umbrellas. No, not umbrellas. We’ll sell the shop.
Since 1849, Kingsman Tailors have clothed the world’s most powerful individuals. In 1919, a great number of them had lost their heirs to World War I. That meant a lot of money going uninherited. And a lot of powerful men with the desire to preserve peace and protect life. Our founders realized that they could channel that wealth and influence for the greater good. And so began our adventure. An independent international intelligence agency operating at the highest level of discretion. Without the politics and bureaucracy that undermine the intelligence of government-run spy organisations. A suit is the modern gentleman’s armour. And the Kingsman agents are the new knights.
[track? Or is asking such an admission of dweebhood, I will remain alone in my shame…]
You look real nice, lover boy, real nice. Make your old grandma proud. You’re gonna be the best-looking cowboy in the whole parade.
Not sure what the question here is. If you’re wondering what movie it’s from, it’s The Umbrellas of Cherbourg. If the question is what the relevance is, I’m playing off “meeting again some sunny day” by suggesting that they could use umbrellas if it’s raining.
Back in play:
Now this is the way it’s gonna be: I’m a man and yer boys. Not cowmen, not by a damn sight, nothing but cowboys just like the word says. And I’m gonna remind you of it every single minute of every day and night.
“Misanthrope?” I don’t hate my fellow man, even when he’s tiresome and surly and tries to cheat at poker. I figure that’s just a human material, and him that finds in it cause for anger and dismay is just a fool for expecting better.
Almira Gulch, just because you own half the county doesn’t mean you have the power to run the rest of us. For twenty-three years, I’ve been dying to tell you what I thought of you. And now, well, being a Christian woman, I can’t say it!
Unlike everyone else in your life, I don’t work for you.