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Pic of the Day: “I promise you I won’t stop looking until I find them. Okay? Okay! I don’t know what to do, because it’s nighttime now, but I’ll…. I’ll look in all hospitals, and I’ll look in all shelters find everything okay. And I’ll… I will find them, I promise you that.”
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Pic of the Day: “Oh, this is the worst-looking hat I ever saw. What, when you buy a hat like this I bet you get a free bowl of soup, huh? …Oh, it looks good on you though.”
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Pic of the Day: “Why do you want to join the force?” “To protect the property and citizenry of…” “Ah, don’t waste my time with that bullshit. Where you from, Stone?” “I’m from the south-side.” “Stone. George Stone. That’s your name? What’s your real name?” “That is my real name.” “Nah. What was it before you changed it?” “Giuseppe Petri.” “Ah, I knew it. That’s all you need, one thieving wop on the team.” “Hey, what’s that you say?” “I said that you’re a lying member of a no good race.” “Much better than you, you stinking Irish shit pig.” “Oh, I like him.” “Yeah I like him too.”
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Pic of the Day: “Have you done with my Lady?” “I beg your pardon?” “Come, come, sir. I’m a man who would rather be known as a cuckold than a fool.”
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Pic of the Day: “Ma chère mademoiselle. It is with deepest pride and greatest pleasure that we welcome you tonight. And now, we invite to relax, let us pull up a chair, as the dining room proudly presents… your dinner.”
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Pic of the Day: “Why the fuck French?” “I’m going to France.” “You should go to China.” “I’m going to France.” “I’m from the future. You should go to China.”
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Pic of the Day: “When you have insomnia, you’re never really asleep… and you’re never really awake.”
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Pic of the Day: “I used to look in the papers every day for your obituary.” “Sorry to disappoint.”
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Pic of the Day: “Boris the Blade? As in Boris the Bullet-Dodger?” “Why do they call him the Bullet-Dodger?” “’Cause he dodges bullets, Avi.”
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Pic of the Day: “He saved my life, you know. Thirty years ago. I was knifed at a bazaar in Calcutta, and he carried me to the hospital on his back.” “Who stabbed you?” “He did. There was a price on my head, and he was a hired assassin. Stuck me in the gut with a shiv.”
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Pic of the Day: “Give me a drink.” “Bar’s closed.” “Just a beer!” “The bar’s closed.” “A beer’s not drinking!”
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Pic of the Day: “I don’t know anything about no fuckin’ truck. “ “Oh, yeah? Well, your friend McManus told us a different story altogether.” “Oh, is that the one about the hooker with the dysentery?”
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Pic of the Day: “You know, I have the strangest feeling that I’ve seen that ship before. A long time ago, when I was very young.”
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