Archive for February, 2012

Pic of the Day: “I remember those cheers/They still ring in my ears/After years, they remain in my thoughts/Go to one night/I took off my robe, and what’d I do? I forgot to wear shorts/I recall every fall/Every hook, every jab/The worst way a guy can get rid of his flab/As you know, my life wasn’t drab/Though I’d much…Though I’d rather hear you cheer/When you delve…Though I’d rather hear you cheer/When I delve into Shakespeare/’A horse, a horse, my kingdom for a horse,’ I haven’t had a winner in six months.”

February 7, 2012 | Categories: Movies, Pic of the Day | Tags: | Leave a comment

Pic of the Day: “I must be crazy to be in a loony bin like this.”

February 6, 2012 | Categories: Movies, Pic of the Day | Tags: | Leave a comment

Pic of the Day: “Money isn’t everything, Jett.” “Not when you’ve got it.”

Giant - 63

February 5, 2012 | Categories: Movies, Pic of the Day | Tags: | Leave a comment

Pic of the Day: “Damn it, you almost got us killed!” “What did I do wrong? I thought you’d be happy if I got shot!” “Yeah! Yeah, it would have saved us all a lot of trouble!”

Bonnie and Clyde - 8

February 4, 2012 | Categories: Movies, Pic of the Day | Tags: | Leave a comment

Pic of the Day: “I don’t think about that much with one shot anymore, Mike.” “You have to think about one shot. One shot is what it’s all about.”

The Deer Hunter - 11

February 3, 2012 | Categories: Movies, Pic of the Day | Tags: | Leave a comment

Pic of the Day: “Nina, what did you do?” “I felt it…. Perfect. I was perfect.”

February 2, 2012 | Categories: Movies, Pic of the Day | Tags: | Leave a comment

Pic of the Day: “You know what you look like to me, with your good bag and your cheap shoes? You look like a rube. A well scrubbed, hustling rube with a little taste. Good nutrition’s given you some length of bone, but you’re not more than one generation from poor white trash, are you, Agent Starling? And that accent you’ve tried so desperately to shed: pure West Virginia. What is your father, dear? Is he a coal miner? Does he stink of the lamp? You know how quickly the boys found you — all those tedious sticky fumblings in the back seats of cars — while you could only dream of getting out, getting anywhere, getting all the way to the FBI.”

February 1, 2012 | Categories: Movies, Pic of the Day | Tags: | Leave a comment

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