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Pic of the Day: “Oh, Clucky, surely he must know how much I really love him.” “But of course, my dear. Believe me, someday soon, your Uncle King Richard will have an outlaw for an in-law!”
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Pic of the Day: “Frank, what are you doing back there?” “I’m sick, Tom. I need a cure. Vitamin B cocktail, followed by an amp of glucose and a drop of adrenaline. Not as good as beer, but it’s all I got.”
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Pic of the Day: “So I downloaded a couple thousand songs off the internet! Who hasn’t? Who hasn’t?”
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Pic of the Day: “Right. Now pay attention, 007. I want you to take great care of this equipment. There are one or two rather special accessories…” “Q, have I ever let you down?” “Frequently.”
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Pic of the Day: “I know that Moscow has planted a mole, and I know it is one of five men. Alleline: Tinker. Haydon: Tailor. Bland: Soldier. We leave out ‘Sailor’, too much like ‘Tailor’. Esterhase: Poorman.” “And the fifth?” “Smiley.”
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Pic of the Day: “Let’s meet a couple of police officers. They are all good guys.” “I’m the bad guy?” “Yeah.” “How did that happen?”
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Pic of the Day: “If I’m gonna go out on a limb for you, you gotta know what’s involved!” “My right hand hasn’t seen my left hand in thirty years.”
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Pic of the Day: “I’ve got an idea. I’ve got an idea! First good one I’ve had in four months. No, that’s not true. A few weeks ago I had an idea to give up drinking, but it didn’t photograph.”
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Pic of the Day: “What are you doing here?” “Take it easy I’m just a messenger. I brought you a drink.” “I don’t want your drink. Why are you following me?” “I’m not following you I’m looking for you. There’s a big difference.”
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Pic of the Day: “Maybe that’s what hell is, the entire rest of eternity spent in fucking Bruges.”
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Pic of the Day: “What are all those stones? They look like little houses.” “Those are shrines. Some people believe spirits live in them.”
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Pic of the Day: “So they were traveling somewhere?” “I’ve managed to work out the broad strips, it’s fairly evident they were in the process of leaving, before things went to pot.” “Leaving to go where?” “Earth.” “Why?” “Sometimes to create, one must first destroy.”
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Pic of the Day: “I mean sir, who would pay a million dollars to have me killed?” “Jealous husbands! Outraged chefs! Humiliated tailors! The list is endless!”
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Pic of the Day: “Hey Bert, it’s amazing you’re still alive, considering who you are working for.” “Come on Bert. We’ve time to kill you yet.”
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Pic of the Day: “Look down there.” “That’s not my father. That’s just my reflection.” “No, look harder… You see? He lives in you.”
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Pic of the Day: “Who was that?” “That’s Graysmith. He’s a cartoonist. He thinks he’s going to solve the Zodiac.” “Well, good for him.”
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Pic of the Day: “There is a prison in a more ancient part of the world, a pit where men are thrown to suffer and die. But sometimes a man rises from the darkness. Sometimes the pit sends something back.”
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Pic of the Day: “It’s all bullshit except the pain. The pain of hell. The burn from a lighted match increased a million times. Infinite. Now, ya don’t fuck around with the infinite. There’s no way you do that. The pain in hell has two sides. The kind you can touch with your hand; the kind you can feel in your heart… your soul, the spiritual side. And ya know… the worst of the two is the spiritual.”
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