Ben Gates: Of all the ideas that became the United States, there's a line here that's at the heart of all the others. "But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and provide new Guards for their future security."
The Lady: A boy, in the midwest of this land, will grow up in a home where your book will be on the shelf and spoken of often. He will grow up with these ideas in his head. He will grow into a great orator. He will speak and his words will be heard throughout this land and throughout the world. This boy will become leader of this country and begin a movement of great change. He will speak of you and your words and your book will be the seeds of many of his great thoughts. They will be the seeds of change.
William Travis: I have here pieces of paper, letters from politicians and generals, but no indication of when, or if help will arrive. Letters not worth the ink committed to them. I fear that no one is coming. Texas has been a second chance for me. I expect that might be true for many of you as well. It has been a chance not only for land and riches, but also to be a different man. I hope a better one. There have been many ideas brought for in the past few months of what Texas is, and what it should become. We are not all in agreement. But I'd like to ask each of you what it is you value so highly that you are willing to fight and possibly die for. We will call that Texas. The Mexican army hopes to lure us into attempting escape. Almost anything seems better than remaining in this place, penned up. If, however, we force the enemy to attack, I believe every one of you will prove himself worth ten in return. We will not only show the world what patriots are made of, but we will also deal a crippling blow to the army of Santa Anna. If anyone wishes to depart under the white flag of surrender, you may do so now. You have that right. But if you wish to stay here with me in the Alamo, we will sell our lives dearly.
Queen Victoria: I do want to help them, whatever you say. And not just the laboring poor, but the hungry and the homeless, and... There are people who are lost, and whose business is it to see to their welfare? Lord Melbourne: Well, in my experience, ma'am, it's best to let these things develop naturally. If you interfere, you risk overturning the cart. Queen Victoria: Well, Prince Albert doesn't agree. He's made a study of the working man's condition, he's full to the brim with ideas for their improvement. Lord Melbourne: Is he indeed? How inspiring.
Susan Orlean: There are too many ideas and things and people. Too many directions to go. I was starting to believe the reason it matters to care passionately about something, is that it whittles the world down to a more manageable size.
Betty Warren: Dear Betty, I came to Wellesley because I wanted to make a difference. But to change for others is to lie to yourself. My teacher, Katherine Watson, lived by her own definition and would not compromise that, not even for Wellesley. I dedicate this, my last editorial, to an extraordinary woman, who lived by example and compelled us all to see the world through new eyes. By the time you read this, she'll be sailing to Europe, where I know she'll find new walls to break down, and new ideas to replace them with. [snapshot] Betty Warren: I've heard her called a quitter for leaving and aimless wanderer. But not all who wander are aimless, especially those who seek truth beyond tradition, beyond definition, beyond the image. I'll never forget you.
Ellerby: This unit is new, and you are the newest members of it. You have been selected from the basis of intelligence and aptitude. This is an elite unit. Our job is to smash, or marginally disrupt, organized crime in the city by enhanced cooperation of the FBI, represented here today by Frank Lazio. And we will do it. By organized crime in the city, you know who we mean - that's Jackie Costigan, that's an old picture. Jackie met his demise. Last known photograph. Costello uses three key guys: that's Fitzy - off-the-boat psycho who lives with his mother, who's straight out of going my way. Delahunt - muscle. French - the number one. But of course the rock star - you know who. We've done a briefing. Books, so read up. I want any and all ideas so I can pass them off as my own. Word hard, you'll rise fast. You're in the best possible position in the department. Let's go to work.
Manager of Lanakai: You can pick up your last paycheck next week, surf's up Anne Marie! Anne Marie: Please don't suspend me. Manager: I'm not suspending you, I'm firing you! Eden: Well, if she's fired, I quit! Lena: Me too! Anne Marie: So you're seriously firing all of us? Manager: No, I'm firing you, they quit, so don't get any ideas about un-employment! Anne Marie: Seriously, guys, don't quit! We need to make rent.
Mayor Phlegming: You keep those ideas inside that mushy little head of yours, or you'll find yourself in our next nosebleed.
Fly: [solemnly] Rex? I know it was hard for you today, watching all that happening. But surely it's not worth all this misery. Please, dear, not on such a beautiful night. Rex the Male Sheepdog: [furiously] You put these ideas into his head, two-faced traitorous *wretch*! [Rex attacks Fly]
Genie: How can I ever thank you, Master? Scrooge McDuck: I'm not your master anymore! Genie: That's right! Can I call you "Uncle Scrooge"? Scrooge McDuck: You're a sweet kid, but don't press your luck. Dewey: So, what do you want to do as your first day as a boy? Genie: Well, let me put it this way... you'll never catch me, coppers! Huey: Quackarooney! Louie: Oh boy! Dewey: I'm gonna get you! Webby: Are you coming with us, Uncle Scrooge? Scrooge McDuck: You go ahead, Webby dear. We quad-zillionaires have our own ideas of fun.
Cal McAffrey: Mornin'... Cameron Lynne: So? Where are we, was he nobbing her or not? Cal McAffrey: Morning, Cam... Cameron Lynne: That's funny about you. Every time your friend runs for re-election or conducts a hearing, you drop his name to me until we give him some coverage... but he finally does something that actually might sell some newspapers, you render mute. Is he, he's in congress! Cal McAffrey: No, it does not... it's inconsistent. Cameron Lynne: Pfff, don't be an ass. What do you think? Those are the ideas for our facelift. I know, I know... it's crap! Our new owners have this odd idea that we ought to be turning a profit. Cal McAffrey: Yeah, well I hear our online site is doing great. I mean, not that I get to notice that sort of thing. I've been here what, uhh... fifteen years? I use a sixteen year old computer... she's been here fifteen minutes and she can launch a Russian satellite with the gear she's got. Cameron Lynne: Yeah, she told me you behaved like a pig. Cal McAffrey: That's too strong. Cameron Lynne: Well, pig-ish. Cal McAffrey: I showed her a little snout, uhuh. Cameron Lynne: Well, I happen to like miss Della Frye... and yes, I did send her down there to winkle something out of you. She's hungry, she's cheap and she churns up copy every hour. Cal McAffrey: Yeah, I now... I'm overfed, I'm too expensive and I take way too long. Cameron Lynne: Yes, you do. Cal McAffrey: I was Stephen Collins' room-mate in college... I don't live with him now. Cameron Lynne: Well, that's a shame isn't it. Cal McAffrey: Yeah... 'cause I could sell some newspapers.
Miles Finch: [pitching ideas for a book] No tomatoes. Too vulnerable. Kids, they're already vulnerable. Walter: See, I told you guys. I told them the same thing... Miles Finch: And no farms. Everyone's pushing small town rural. A farm book would just be white noise.
[first lines] Evey Hammond: [voiceover] Remember, remember, the Fifth of November, the Gunpowder Treason and Plot. I know of no reason why the Gunpowder Treason should ever be forgot... But what of the man? I know his name was Guy Fawkes and I know, in 1605, he attempted to blow up the Houses of Parliament. But who was he really? What was he like? We are told to remember the idea, not the man, because a man can fail. He can be caught, he can be killed and forgotten, but 400 years later, an idea can still change the world. I've witnessed first hand the power of ideas, I've seen people kill in the name of them, and die defending them... but you cannot kiss an idea, cannot touch it, or hold it... ideas do not bleed, they do not feel pain, they do not love... And it is not an idea that I miss, it is a man... A man that made me remember the Fifth of November. A man that I will never forget.
Bob Alexander: What do you think you're doing? Dave: What? Oh, you mean the press conference. I had a couple of ideas that I wanted to share with the country. Bob Alexander: Share? Share? You don't call a press conference. I call a press conference. You're nothing. Do you understand? You're nobody. Dave: I'm not nobody. Bob Alexander: You're LINT! You're a FLEA! You're a BLIP! Dave: Well... maybe I am. But you're fired.
Eddie: What? we're short... oh time. Two minutes time. Well, Dixie do you have any ideas of what we can do in two minutes? Dixie: Not unless your part rabbit.
Seaborn Tay, Cattle Rancher: I don't know you, cowboy, and you don't know me, but if you got any ideas about bucking trouble, I'm afraid you're going to have to go it alone. Conn Conagher: You want to help me? Seaborn Tay, Cattle Rancher: Well, I'm up into my 70s, boy. And I got a bum kicker to boot. Iwas kind of hoping to just live out my days and not die out on some sandy slope with lead in my guts. If they get me out on that range, they'll kill me for sure. And then just take my cattle as they please... with nobody to stop 'em Conn Conagher: What if they come after you? Seaborn Tay, Cattle Rancher: If they come after me, I damn sure will fight. Conn Conagher: You better keep a rifle handy.
[Howard tries to grab the doll] Mall Santa: [Santa stops him] Ah! That'll be three hundred. Howard Langston: Dollars? Mall Santa: No, chocolate kisses. Yes dollars! Howard Langston: I can't believe this, what ever happened to your lofty ideas huh? I though you're doing all this for the kids. Mall Santa: Well sure, but I don't see why we can't pick up a little loose change in the process.
[after a hail of gunfire doesn't stop V] Creedy: Die! Die! Why won't you die?... Why won't you die? V: Beneath this mask there is more than flesh. Beneath this mask there is an idea, Mr. Creedy, and ideas are bulletproof.
Sebastian: Unbelievable! Some fag, no offense... Blaine: None taken. Sebastian: Wrote a letter to this chick describing my lascivious tactics. Blaine: Any ideas who it could be? Sebastian: Blaine, if I knew who it was, that person would be in a momentous amount of pain!
Libby Mae Brown: My aunt brought out her atlas that I look at a lot. This big blue book and opened up to New York and it's an island, is really what it is. It's this island full of people of different colors and different ideas and I can't- It sounds like a lot of fun to me. You know, we don't see much of that in Blaine. I'd like to maybe meet some guys, some Italian guys, you know... watch TV and stuff.
Gail Monahan: Hey, what's with the flag? Rifat Maroun: Oh, I'm supporting the war. Gail Monahan: I thought you were protesting it. Rifat Maroun: I'm protesting one aspect of the war and supporting another aspect. See, the mark of intelligence, Gail, is having the capacity of holding two conflicting ideas in your head at one time.
Gob: I'm an ideas man Michael. I think I proved that with "Fuck Mountain".
Narrator: Gob was recently hired by the Bluth Company's rival, Sitwell Enterprises. And although he started off well... Gob: 52% of the country is single. That's a market that's been dominated by apartment rentals. Let's take some of that market. I call it "Single City." Narrator: ...his ideas failed to evolve. Gob: It's, like, "Hey, you want to go down to the whirlpool?" "Yeah, I don't have a husband." I call it "Swing City." Stan Sitwell: Let's get into some new areas, if you don't mind. Narrator: But Gob continued to fine-tune his first one. Gob: How do we filter out the teases? We don't let them in. Gob: This goes for the guys, too. Because sometimes the guys are tapped out. But check your lease, man. Because you're living in [bleep] Gob: City. Stan Sitwell: You're fired.
Frank: Any ideas little brother? [Jesse smiles before running off] Frank: Oh, Lord. [Jesse grabs a stick of dynamites and runs off] Cole and Frank: Oh, Lord.
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