Why just last week she said she was thinking of becoming a nurse   (Beaches)

This is trippin.   (Deja Vu)

1. (gasps)Why you little slut! 2. I'm Sorry? 1. I said Good Morning!   (MatchMaker, The)

He puts thumbtacks on my stool.   (Incredibles, The)

--Who's the woman in the painting she's looking at? --Oh, that's Carlotta. You'll find it in the catalog: 'Portrait of Carlotta.'   (Vertigo)

Hey, Hey Grace You're suppose to be in Arizona Is this the...Are you the pilot? No, I'm Grace's brother, Anthony Will you excuse us for a moment, Burneice You sure Yeah Ya told...You told your friend, Berneice, I'm some sorta Jet Pilot? Well what was i suppose to tell her, you grew up in an insane asylum? We've discussed this before, Grace, it wasn't an insane asylum, it was for exhaustion. Exhaustion? Yes, exhaustion. You havn't worked a day in your life. How can you be exhausted? Look, I didn't come down here to argue with you. I've got some friends in the car...and Who?! Some associates. Dignan Yeah, Dignan, but also... *Sigh* What's wrong with Dignan? I thought you liked Dignan. I do like Dignan, well then why do you always sigh when i say his name? But he's a liar   (Bottle Rocket)

That smells like soap bar to me.... can't fault a bit of solid   (Human Traffic)

Governor: Sheav, let's go get us a chocolate hotdog.   (Dukes of Hazzard, The)

Gruel.   (Mean Girls)

Wanna poke?   (Man Called... Rainbo, A)

Kim Jong Il: You're breakin' my barls Hans Brigs!   (Team America: World Police)

If your mother were alive, she'd turn over in her grave!   (Jungle Fever)

You're exused...and I'm NOT your bra!   (Zoolander)

I wanted King Kong and you brought me a giant gerbil.   (Harry and the Hendersons)

Back in Chicago, we had a skunk and Mama named it Justin Mattice. She always used to yell at it, YOU STINK JUSTIN MATTICE! Until one day she just killed it.   (Hope Floats)

True love is the soul's recognition of its counterpoint in another.   (Wedding Crashers)

If you could hijack a 707, you could start your own airline.   (Airport)

oh come on josh thats so fucking stupied   (Dead Man on Campus)

So what really happened that day? Let's just for a moment speculate, shall we? We have the epileptic seizure around 12:15, p.m. distracting the police making it easier for the shooters to move into their places. The epileptic later vanished, never checking into a hospital. The A-Team gets on the sixth floor of the depository. They were refurbishing the floors that week, which allowed unknown workmen access to the building. They move quickly into position just minutes before the shooting. The spotter on the radio talking to the other two teams has the best overall view, the *God* spot. B-Team one shooter and one spotter with radio gear and access to the building, moves into the lower floor of the Daltex building. The third team, the C-Team moves into the picket fence behind the Grassy Knoll, where the shooter and the spotter are first spotted by the late Lee Bowers in the watch tower of the rail yard. They have the best position of all. Kennedy is close and on a flat low trajectory. Part of this team is a coordinator who has flashed security credentials at people chasing them out of the parking lot. Probably 2 or 3 more men are in the crowd on Elm. 10 or 12 men. Three shooters. Three spotters. The triangulation of fire that Clay Shaw and David Ferrie discussed two months before. They have walked the plaza. They know every inch. They have calibrated their sight. They have practiced on moving targets. They are ready. Kennedy's motorcade makes the turn from Main onto Houston. It's gonna be a turkey shoot. They don't shoot him coming up Houston, which is the easiest shot for a single shot from the Book Depository. They Wait... They wait until he gets in the killing zone, between three rifles. Kennedy makes the final turn from Houston onto Elm, slowing down to some 11 miles an hour. The shooters across Deely Plaza tighten, taking their aim, waiting for the radio to say *Green! Green!* or *Abort! Abort!*. The first shot rings out, sounding like a backfire it misses the car   (JFK)

He pick her up for three hundred bucks and a carburetor for a 1952 Buick.   (Wild America)