Bernard:
[after Shame lies about him and Wayman] He's lying! Don't believe him, Bernard. Don't believe him.
Shame:
Oh, you didn't say that last night when we was in bed together, girl!
Bernard:
You *slept* with him? You *slut*! [slaps Wayman senseless]
Wayman:
Bernard?
Shame:
Save your tears, honey, you never had a chance! Coffee's good with cream but better when it's black!
Bernard:
Don't you ever, *ever* call me again. And you "Mr. Coffee", if you like some steamed milk with your double espresso, I'm your man!
Wayman:
Bernard, I'm sorry! I promise I'll call you.
Bernard:
[simultaneously] Don't sorry me, Wayman!
[Jason Bourne meets Marie for the first time, when she is about to get into her car. She is suspicious of him]
Marie:
What are you looking at?
Jason Bourne:
I heard you inside.
Marie:
What?
Jason Bourne:
The consulate. I heard you talking? I thought maybe we could help each other.
Marie:
How's that?
Jason Bourne:
You need money. I need a ride outta here.
Marie:
I'm not running a car service just now, thank you.
Jason Bourne:
I'll give you ten thousand dollars for driving me to Paris.
Marie:
[She says in German] What, do you think I am, a fool?
Jason Bourne:
[He replies in German] You'd be a fool not to take it. [He holds up a packet of dollar bills]
Marie:
What is this, a joke? Some kind of scam?
Jason Bourne:
No, it's no scam. [He tosses her the packet of bills]
Jason Bourne:
And I'll give you another ten when we get there.
Marie:
Jesus. [while she leafs through the bills, a police car with siren wailing passes them, and he quickly turns away]
Marie:
Is that for you?
Jason Bourne:
Look. You drive, I pay, it's that simple.
Marie:
Scheisse. I got enough trouble, okay?
Jason Bourne:
Okay. Can I have my money back? [She looks down at the wad of bills again. A moment later, he is in the passenger seat while she drives]
I know, brother, that you are a straightforward man, and that you pride yourself on it. But put one question to yourself: why in fact should one tell the truth? What obliges us to do it? And why do we consider telling the truth a virtue? Imagine that you meet a madman, who claims that he is a fish and that we are all fish. Are you going to argue with him? Are you going to undress in front of him and show him that you don't have fins? Are you going to say to his face what you think? Well, tell me!'
His brother was silent and Edward went on: 'If you told him the whole truth and nothing but the truth, only what you really thought, you would enter into a serious conversation with a madman and you yourself would become mad. And it is the same way with the world that surrounds us. If I obstinately told a man the truth to his face, it would mean I was taking him seriously. And to take something so unimportant seriously means to become less than serious oneself. I, you see, must lie, if I don't want to take madmen seriously and become one of them myself.
Carter Chambers:
[in his letter to Edward] Dear Edward, I've gone back and forth the last few days trying to decide whether or not I should even write this. In the end, I realized I would regret it if I didn't, so here it goes. I know the last time we saw each other, we weren't exactly hitting the sweetest notes-certain wasn't the way I wanted the trip to end. I suppose I'm responsible and for that, I'm sorry. But in all honestly, if I had the chance, I'd do it again. Virginia said I left a stranger and came back a husband; I owe that to you. There's no way I can repay you for all you've done for me, so rather than try, I'm just going to ask you to do something else for me-find the joy in your life. You once said you're not everyone. Well, that's true-you're certainly not everyone, but everyone is everyone. My pastor always says our lives are streams flowing into the same river towards whatever heaven lies in the mist beyond the falls. Find the joy in your life, Edward. My dear friend, close your eyes and let the waters take you home.
Dumbledore:
Hogwarts, let's entertain our friends in the best way we can, all stand! [the entire student body stands up as one]
Dumbledore:
Maestro, if you will! [Professor Flitwick and Dumbledore both begin conducting the students as they sing the school song]
Hogwarts student body:
'Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy warty Hogwarts, teach us something please. Whether we be old and bald or young with scabby knees. Our heads could do with filling with some interesting stuff, for now they're bare and full or air, dead flies and bits of fluff!' [as they are singing, the Durmstrang and Beauxbatons students merely stare, as if they can't believe what they are seeing/hearing]
Gall:
There were no early crops. Now there will be no late crops. Does it seem to you that our coffee rations are smaller?
Sitting Bull:
Why do you tell lies about my part in the fight at the Little Bighorn?
Gall:
It was Agent McLaughlin. You angered him. He made me say these things against you.
Sitting Bull:
How can this be? All our lives, we were like brothers, sharing meat when we had it. When we had no meat, and when food was but a day's ride to an agency, we could not be made to take from the whites!
Gall:
I will go and speak straight and set things right.
Sitting Bull:
These words cannot be put back. I have said all I have to say.
Gall:
My brother, listen to me. Many would have taken from the whites for all those years, but they did not because you did not. I did not because you did not. Before you came, I was Big Man here. But now you've come and you do nothing. You sit and tell stories while I work my fields. You go with Cody, you write your name on a piece of paper and you take money - money that I must sweat for. I do not understand why you feel so honored by these things. I do not understand why you've come, because to me you are Sitting Bull, our leader who would never surrender. That is all I have to say.
Cassander:
Alexander, if we must fight, do so with stealth. Use your numbers well; we should attack tonight when they least expect us.
Alexander:
I didn't cross Asia to steal this victory, Cassander.
Cassander:
No, you are too honorable for that, no doubt influenced from sleeping with tales of Troy under your pillow. But your father was no lover of Homer's.
Parmenion:
The lands west of the Euphrates, Alexander, and his daughter's hand in marriage! Since when has a Greek ever been given such honors?
Alexander:
These are not honors, Parmenion, they're bribes! Which the Greeks have accepted too long! You forget, Parmenion, that the man who murdered my father lies across the valley floor.
Parmenion:
Come, Alexander, we're not really sure if it was Persian gold behind the assassination. It is no matter! Your father taught you never to surrender your reason to your passion! I urge you, with all my experience, regroup! Fall back to the coast, raise a larger force!
Alexander:
I would, if I were Parmenion. But I am Alexander. And no more than earth has two suns will Asia bear two kings. These are my terms. And if Darius isn't a coward who hides behind his men then he'll come to me tomorrow. And *when* he bows down to Greece, Alexander will be merciful.
Alex Jones:
"You can't fight city hall." "Death and taxes." "Don't talk about politics or religion." This is all the equivalent of enemy propaganda, rolling across the picket line. "Lay down, GI! Lay down, GI!". We saw it all through the 20th Century. And now on the 21st Century, it's time to stand up and realize, that we should NOT allow ourselves to be crammed into this rat maze. We should not SUBMIT to dehumanization. I don't know about you, but I'm concerned with what's happening in this world. I'm concerned with the structure. I'm concerned with the systems of control. Those that control my life, and those that seek to control it EVEN MORE! I want FREEDOM! That's what I want, and that's what YOU should want! It's up to each and every one of us to turn loose of just some of the greed, the hatred, the envy, and yes, the insecurities, because that is the central mode of control, make us feel pathetic, small, so we'll willingly give up our sovereignty, our liberty, our destiny. We have GOT to realize we're being conditioned on a mass scale. Start challenging this corporate slave state! The 21st Century's gonna be a new century! Not the century of slavery, not the century of lies and issues of no significance, of classism and statism, and all the rest of the modes of control... it's gonna be the age of humankind, standing up for something PURE and something RIGHT! What a bunch of garbage, liberal, Democratic, conservative, Republican, it's all there to control you, two sides of the same coin! Two management teams, bidding for control of the CEO job of Slavery Incorporated! The TRUTH is out there in front of you, but they lay out this buffet of LIES! I'm SICK of it, and I'M NOT GONNA TAKE A BITE OUT OF IT! DO YA GOT ME? Resistance is NOT futile, we're gonna win this thing, humankind is too good, WE'RE NOT A BUNCH OF UNDERACHIEVERS, WE'RE GONNA STAND UP, AND WE'RE GONNA BE HUMAN BEINGS! WE'RE GONNA GET FIRED UP ABOUT THE REAL THINGS, THE THINGS THAT MATTER - CREATIVITY, AND THE *DYNAMIC* *HUMAN* *SPIRIT* THAT REFUSES TO *SUBMIT*! WELL THAT'S IT, that's all I've got to say. It's in your court now.
[Tulio, Miguel and Altivo have finally, after much effort, all gotten into the rowboat and avoided getting run over by any of the ships]
Tulio:
Did any of the supplies make it?
Miguel:
Um, well, yes and no. [Tulio looks: Altivo is eating the few supplies that did make it]
Tulio:
Oh, great!
Miguel:
Hey, Tulio, look on the positive side: at least things can't get... [a thunder clap. It starts pouring rain]
Tulio:
Excuse me, were you about to say "worse"?
Miguel:
No.
Tulio:
No? You're sure?
Miguel:
Definitely not, I'm going to revise that whole thing.
Tulio:
Yeah. We are at least in a rowboat.
Miguel:
We are in a rowboat. [the boat drifts away to reveal the sharks following it]
Press Conference Reporter:
Mr. President, has it been a good visit?
The President:
Very satisfactory indeed. We got what we came for, and our special relationship is still very special.
Press Conference Reporter:
Prime Minister?
Prime Minister:
I love that word "relationship." Covers all manner of sins, doesn't it? I fear that this has become a bad relationship; a relationship based on the President taking exactly what he wants and casually ignoring all those things that really matter to, erm... Britain. We may be a small country, but we're a great one, too. The country of Shakespeare, Churchill, the Beatles, Sean Connery, Harry Potter. David Beckham's right foot. David Beckham's left foot, come to that. And a friend who bullies us is no longer a friend. And since bullies only respond to strength, from now onward I will be prepared to be much stronger. And the President should be prepared for that.
Megatron:
My master, I failed you on Earth. The Allspark is destroyed and without it, our race will perish.
The Fallen:
You much have much to learn, my disciple. The Cube was merely a vessel. It's power, it's knowledge, can never be destroyed. It can only transform.
Megatron:
How is that possible?
The Fallen:
It has been absorbed by the human child. The key to saving our race now lies within his mind.
Megatron:
Well, then, let me strip the very flesh from his body!
The Fallen:
And you will, my apprentice, in time. For millennia, I have dreamed of my return to that wretched planet where I, too, was once betrayed by the Primes I called my brothers. Only a Prime can defeat me... and now, only one remains.
Megatron:
Optimus... he protects the boy.
The Fallen:
Then the boy will lead us too him, and revenge will be ours.
Megatron:
Yeesss...
Starscream:
The boy will not escape us! We have him in our sights!
Starscream:
[watching a hatchling die] Without the energon, the hatchlings will keep dying.
Princess Tiana:
Where are you taking me?
Prince Naveen:
Oh, I just... wanted to show you a little something to celebrate our last night together as frogs. [tugs her up and she sees his set-up of a table and wine bottle]
Princess Tiana:
Oh... All my years. No one's ever done anything like this for me. [glances at Naveen and sees he is wearing a butterfly as a bowtie]
Prince Naveen:
Oh, heh, i - it is too much, isn't it? Um... [clears throat]
Prince Naveen:
Thank you, Bow.
Bow:
I thought it was a nice touch. [flies away]
Prince Naveen:
Pretend you did not see that. [leads Tiana to the table]
Prince Naveen:
Please, please sit down. [sets a platter in front of her]
Princess Tiana:
What's this?
Prince Naveen:
Ta-da! [lifts the lid and shows minced food]
Princess Tiana:
You minced!
Prince Naveen:
I did! [Tiana giggles]
Prince Naveen:
You have had quite an influence on me. Which is amazing because I have dated thousands of women and- [cuts himself off in panic]
Prince Naveen:
No, like two, three... just other women! A-and anyway, you could not be more different! You know, you are - you are practically, heh, one of the guys! [Tiana looks shocked]
Prince Naveen:
No no no! You are not a guy! Let me begin again! Uh... [leans on the table and he slips to the floor, the food spilling on him]
Prince Naveen:
Ha... I am not myself tonight. Tiana! [stands up]
Prince Naveen:
Sorry, that was loud. [Tiana laughs]
Prince Naveen:
This is a disaster.
Princess Tiana:
[laughs] No, it's cute. [Naveen chuckles]
Ricky Slade:
OK, Bob, you knocked the Jew's tooth out, right? That's gonna cost Max 8 grand, maybe more than 8 grand. You probably lost him his whole line of clientele too. Plus, you've been fucking up Jess' dancing. Now I think he knows I sold the fucking carpet van, he's been giving me looks and shit which leads to that, OK? Now he can't kill us in Los Angeles cause there's a lot of questions there right? But all of a sudden he flies us out to New York City to do a drop? We don't know what the fuck the drop is, OK? But if we disappeared out here, there's no fucking questions involved in that. There's no questions if we disappear. LA, questions, drop out here, not a lot of questions!
Bobby:
How do you come up with this shit?
SpongeBob SquarePants:
You still have that bag of winds, buddy?
Patrick Star:
[Shows a bulge on his backside] Sure do. [Both laugh]
Patrick Star:
[Pulls out bag of wind, but not from the bulge] Here you go.
SpongeBob SquarePants:
Uh...
Patrick Star:
What?
SpongeBob SquarePants:
Nothing, nothing. Now, let's go over those instructions. Let's see, it says here; Step one: hold bag away from home.
Patrick Star:
[Holds bag away] Okay.
SpongeBob SquarePants:
Step two: plant feet firmly on ground.
Patrick Star:
[Plant feet firmly on ground] Right.
SpongeBob SquarePants:
Step three: pull out string, releasing the winds.
Patrick Star:
Check. [pulls string; bag slips from hands and flies away]
SpongeBob SquarePants:
It seems simple enough. Hold bag away from home, plant feet firmly on ground, pull out string releasing wind. Now, let's do it for real.
Patrick Star:
Uh, SpongeBob?
Jack Friar:
[about to be executed] You think because you've already killed somebody, killing me's no big deal? You kill me and every cop on the planet's work takes a sudden vacation. You become the case that never closes, the guy they never stop hunting. You be job one. Pay attention Erin, 'cause this applies to you too. When they catch you, where ever they catch you, they're gonna subdue you. And they're gonna subdue you substantially. Then they're gonna tell you to run, and that's gonna confuse you, 'cause you never heard that before. Then your animal brain is gonna kick in with survival mode, telling you stupid shit like, hey, they're lettin' me go. So you'll run.
Tyrone:
And then what?
Jack Friar:
Then they shoot your dumb ass.
Iago:
Ladies and gentlemen, a warm Agrabah welcome for Sorcerer Jafar!
Jafar:
Now where were we? Ah, yes - abject humiliation! [He zaps Jasmine and the Sultan with his staff, and they both bow to him. Rajah comes running at him. He zaps Rajah, and the tiger turns into a kitty-cat]
Jafar:
Down, boy! Oh, princess, [lifts Jasmine's chin with his staff]
Jafar:
there's someone I'm dying to introduce you to.
Aladdin:
[Flying towards him on carpet] Jafar! Get your hands off her!
Jafar:
[zaps Aladdin, Carpet flies away. Singing] Prince Ali, yes, it is he, but not as you know him. Read my lips and come to grips with reality [brings Aladdin and Jasmine closer in the air]
Jafar:
Yes, meet a blast from your past, whose lies were too good to last! Say hello to your precious Prince Ali! [zaps Ali back to Aladdin as he says it]
Iago:
Or should we say Aladdin?
Princess Jasmine:
[shocked] Ali
Aladdin:
Jasmine, I tried to tell you.
Jafar:
[still singing] So Ali turns out to be merely Aladdin [turns Abu back to his normal self]
Jafar:
Just a con, need I go on? Take it from me his personality flaws give me adequate cause to send him packing on a one-way trip [sends Aladdin and Abu in a pillar, carpet flies in after the,]
Jafar:
so his prospects take a terminal dip his assets frozen, the venue chosen is the ends of the earth, [sends the pillar in the air]
Jafar:
whoopee! So long,
Iago:
Good bye, see ya!
Jafar:
[sings] Ex-Prince Ali! [laughs maniacly]
Jenkins:
[Voiceover] The Supermarket in Ellington, Connecticut was always a constant in my life. Unchanged from my first memories of the place as a little kid, from the front end to the back room, aisle seven to seafood, it was timeless, like the town it was built in. Lying below the Johnny Appleseed Orchards, and just across the street from the Kelly family's cornfields, the place always felt like it was simply a natural part of Ellington. The Supermarket was an important link in the town: it was where all the families got their food, where all the local kids worked, where all the farmers would come to cool off. But most of all it was a community, for the customers, for the long time employees, and especially for all of us. This was where we worked, where we hung out. It was like a smaller version of our town. And I guess I should tell you about the town, 'cause Ellington is pretty important to this story as well. Ellington, Connecticut was a town everyone always said had more cows than people, and even if they wouldn't admit it, it was somethin' they were proud of. It was one of the last of its kind, an old fashioned family farm town. I've lived in Ellington my whole life, and it seemed as though the town and the Supermarket always stayed the same. They stood the test of time, almost immortal. Or at least, that's what I had thought. Bus as usually happens in these stories unfortunately, that was all about to change...
