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Pic of the Day: “Now if you two don’t mind, I’m going to bed before either of you come up with another clever idea to get us killed. Or worse, expelled.”
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Pic of the Day: “I’ve already wasted my whole life. I want to tell you with my last breath that I have always loved you. I would rather be a ghost, drifting by your side as a condemned soul, than enter heaven without you. Because of your love, I will never be a lonely spirit.”
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Pic of the Day: “Do not try and bend the spoon. That’s impossible. Instead… only try to realize the truth.” “What truth?” “There is no spoon.”
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Pic of the Day: “James Francis Ryan of Iowa?” “Yes, sir. Paton, Iowa, that’s correct. What is this about?” “Your brothers were killed in combat.” “Which – Which ones?” “All of them.”
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Pic of the Day: “Listen, Rose. You’re gonna get out of here, you’re gonna go on and you’re gonna make lots of babies, and you’re gonna watch them grow. You’re gonna die an old… an old lady warm in her bed, not here, not this night. Not like this, do you understand me?”
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Pic of the Day: “I came to pick you up. You have a game to play.” “I’m helping my friends right now.” “Are you aware that your ‘friends’ are cartoon characters?” “Yeah, so?” “So if it doesn’t bother you, it doesn’t bother me.”
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Pic of the Day: “You know what they call a Quarter Pounder with Cheese in Paris?” “They don’t call it a Quarter Pounder with cheese?” “No man, they got the metric system. They wouldn’t know what the fuck a Quarter Pounder is.” “Then what do they call it?” “They call it a Royale with cheese.” “A Royale with cheese. What do they call a Big Mac?” “Well, a Big Mac’s a Big Mac, but they call it le Big-Mac.” “Le Big-Mac. Ha ha ha ha. What do they call a Whopper?” “I dunno, I didn’t go into Burger King.”
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Pic of the Day: “All major theme parks have delays. When they opened Disneyland in 1956, nothing worked!” “Yeah, but, John, if The Pirates of the Caribbean breaks down, the pirates don’t eat the tourists.”
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Pic of the Day: ♫ “If I should stay / I would only be in your way / So I’ll go, but I know / I’ll think of you every step of the way / And I will always love you / I will always love you / You, my darling you.” ♫
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Pic of the Day: “Brave Clarice. You will let me know when those lambs stop screaming, won’t you?”
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Pic of the Day: “You mean, let me understand this cause, ya know maybe it’s me, I’m a little fucked up maybe, but I’m funny how, I mean funny like I’m a clown, I amuse you? I make you laugh, I’m here to fuckin’ amuse you? What do you mean funny, funny how? How am I funny?” “Just… you know, how you tell the story, what?” “No, no, I don’t know, you said it. How do I know? You said I’m funny. How the fuck am I funny, what the fuck is so funny about me? Tell me, tell me what’s funny!”
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Pic of the Day: “Good morning.” “Is it a good morning?” “Yes, indeed. You almost got yourself killed last night.” “I’ve done that before. Where did you sleep?” “I didn’t.” “Hope the block is still standing.” “We’re still standing.”
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Pic of the Day: “Attention, whoever you are, this channel is reserved for emergency calls only.” “No fucking shit, lady. Does it sound like I’m ordering a pizza?”
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Pic of the Day: “The point is, ladies and gentleman, that greed, for lack of a better word, is good. Greed is right, greed works. Greed clarifies, cuts through, and captures the essence of the evolutionary spirit. Greed, in all of its forms; greed for life, for money, for love, knowledge has marked the upward surge of mankind. And greed, you mark my words, will not only save Teldar Paper, but that other malfunctioning corporation called the USA. Thank you very much.”
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Pic of the Day: “If my calculations are correct, when this baby hits 88 miles per hour… you’re gonna see some serious shit.”
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Pic of the Day: ♫ “What a feeling / Being’s believing / I can have it all / Now I’m dancing for my life. / Take your passion / And make it happen / Pictures come alive / You can dance right through your life.” ♫
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Pic of the Day: “What’s a’matter with you up there, you animals?” “What? This son of a bitch is callin’ me an animal. Hey, you!” “Come on, Jack.” “I’m gonna get a hold of that dog, and I’m gonna eat him for lunch, you hear what I’m sayin’? You hear me, Larry? Larry!” “You crazy animal!” “Who’s an animal? Your mother’s an animal, you son of a bitch!”
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Pic of the Day: “You smell that?” “What?” “Napalm, son. Nothing else in the world smells like that. I love the smell of napalm in the morning. You know, one time we had a hill bombed, for 12 hours. When it was all over, I walked up. We didn’t find one of ‘em, not one stinkin’ dink body. The smell, you know, that gasoline smell, the whole hill. Smelled like – victory. Someday this war’s gonna end…”
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Pic of the Day: “I met him, fifteen years ago; I was told there was nothing left; no reason, no conscience, no understanding; and even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, of good or evil, right or wrong. I met this six-year-old child, with this blank, pale, emotionless face, and the blackest eyes… the devil’s eyes. I spent eight years trying to reach him, and then another seven trying to keep him locked up because I realized that what was living behind that boy’s eyes was purely and simply… evil.”
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