Oh, well, I wish you wouldn't kiss my watch. It's not water-resistant. Although it's more action than I've had in months, so go ahead.
Society Red: One rule. No throwing up. He throws up, you forfeit everything. Dragline: Now when was the last time you ever saw my boy throw up?
O evil spirits from Hell... I send you back into the darkness from whence you came!
Missy: O great spirits from the netherworld... leave your celestial abode and speak upon us...
Ok. There are fresh towels in the bathroom, and you can have anything you want in the fridge, including your favorite yogurt.
Oh, shit, man. You always walk up on somebody like that? Man, you could have gave me a coronary.
Alright, I'll count to three, 1 2, 3.
Okay, you know what? I'm an adult. I can act as I please.
T.K.: Oh, you in trouble now, sucker! Aw, shit!
Ted: "Only the most serene and enlightened souls shall gain audience." Bill: Hm. Ted: Dude, we're in big trouble.
Oh, I'm having a Twin Peaks experience.
Oh, you are a snob and a half.
Okay. Let's go.
Cher: Oh, no. You don't understand. This is an Alaia. Robber: An a-what-a? Cher: It's like a totally important designer. Robber: And I will totally shoot you in the head.
Oh, the walls have ears.
Oh, break me off a piece of that.
Ooh, I hate muscles.
What the hell are you doin' here, man? Oh, you want another ass whuppin', huh?
Oh, no, I'm just jokin', dog. I--I got your grill downstairs.
One cold drink...To feast your starving, fishy, little eyes on the picture? A true vision of paradise itself with two of the angels right there frisking around with my boy?
Well... of course you don't understand how Jeff feels, because he's not a cyborg. He knows what it feels like to be rejected and humiliated. And to feel your heart ripped open because you finally took a chance on that relationship... and it wound up confirming all your worst fears-- that you are worthless and not wo...
Oh, come on! Stop beating it!
Oh, man used to free-world food has got a big appetite. We're going to stretch that hog-belly right out?
Oh, man used to free-world food has got a big appetite. We're going to stretch that hog-belly right out, huh?
OK, OK. Now I know I said I'd find a guy for Tai, but I suppose there's no harm in finding one for myself, also.
Oh, God, I pray to God you don't hit me anymore. I'll do anything you say, but I can't take anymore.
Oh, don't give me that look. I've been on the force way too long, Orin, layin' my life on the line every day. And for what? A lousy 40,000 a year?
Oh, my God, do you see how he's falling in love with me?
Oh, honey, you baked.
Cheryl: Oh, you must be getting really tired of saving my life. Gracie: No! No, no, it's good exercise.
Oh, no. Spaceballs. They've already got her in their magnetic beam.
Oh, swoon. Here comes your boyfriend.
Barf: Okay, we save her. But how? The minute we move in there they're gonna spot us on their radar. Lone Starr: Uh-uh. Barf: Uh-uh. Lone Starr: Uh-huh! Barf: Uh-huh! Lone Starr: Uh-huh. Not if we jam it. Barf: Aha! You're right!
Oh, shit! Smack my mama on the ass! That's Henry Wayne!
T.K.: Oprah, stay big, baby. Wayne: Oprah great. T.K.: Stay big.
Only one thing fighting for order in the chaos, the men and women of the Hall of Justice.
Oh, uh, actually, I, I was really bad today. I had 2 mochaccinos. I feel like ralphing.
OK, OK, so he is kind of a Baldwin.
Bill: You're right, dude. Only there's one thing you didn't think of. Ted: Yeah! Only the winners are gonna be able to go back and set things up.
On conga and bongos, proof positive that you can't tell a book by its cover, the dude who can make one word mean anything.
Our backup dancers, Station's most bodacious creations, the Good Robot Usses!
Cher: Oh, Miss Geist. Miss Geist: Yes, dear? Cher: I need more boxes, they're all filled up. Miss Geist: Already? Great! Cher: I divided them into entrees and appetizers.
Oh, man, we're dead. We're fucking dead!
Oh, it's very sucky. It's very...sucky.
Old Man, I gotta tell You. I started out pretty strong and fast.
A rookie judge on assessment is likely to be involved in armed combat. One in five don't survive the first day.
Oh, Luke. He was some boy.
Our bass player, the Duke of Spooks... the Doc of Shocks, the Man With No Tan.
Ow! Fucking fascist!
Oh, shit, now I'm gonna go ahead and cry.
Or perhaps it's because everyone else worth having had a contestant. They had their southern belles, their midwestern farmers' daughters... spunky western cowgirls, and I have... dirty Harriet.
Oh, my god. I haven't seen a walk like that since Jurassic Park.
Eric: Ok, Gracie Lou, listen up. Operation thong has commenced. Gracie: Why don't you stun-gun yourself?
One little mistake, and I'm a bloody bellhop.
Oh, he's not retiring. I spoke to him this morning. The poor man blurted out the whole thing. They're firing him. Going for someone newer and younger.
Gracie: Oh, but don't worry. It's nothing embarrassing, you know, not anything like, you know, baton twirling or anything. so, uh, what's your talent? Oh, Cheryl, I'm sorry. Cheryl: Twirling can be a real art.
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Dredd: Open up. Open up! Paramedic TJ: Negative, Judge.
Our best bet now is to go covert.
Dredd: Oh Shit! Ma: Fire!
Gracie: Oh, I have sarcasm, when every word that comes out of your mouth is dripping with disdain? Victor: Ah. That is because I am a miserable, grumpy elitist. And that works for me.
Oh, don't worry. It's just a little evidence.
Oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy.
Ok, you guys, you get the suds. I got to go drain the lizard.
Only one thing fighting for order in the chaos, Judges.
One time I stole red underwear from the department store. My mother wouldn't buy them for me. She said they were Satan's panties.
Gracie: Ok, Vic. Beautify me. Hair, makeup, shellac, whatever it is you do. Where's that shiny stuff that you keep putting on my lips? I love that-- where are you going? Victor: Your Agent McDonald insists that I depart, or I won't be compensated.
Dude: Oh, yeah, I get it. Yeah. Yeah. Maude: What? Dude: Oh, man. My thinking about this case has become very uptight. Yeah.
Okay, but then why doesn't he give a shit about his million bucks? I mean, he knows we never handed off his briefcase, but he never asked for it back.
Oh, no. It de-defin- de-def-definitely wasn't rain man. De-definitely wasn't rain man.
Ok, ok. Nobody can beat you.
OK. I'm Eddie Felson. I shoot straight pool.
Oh, ain't that a pretty sight? I bet they don't even lock their doors.
with Jay Leo Joynes
with Jay Leo Joynes
Okay, princess, that's it. The fairy tale is over. Welcome to real life.
Oh. There's an awful lot of people in heaven. Especially old people.
Over my dead body!
Of course it's weird. It's a grown man giving another man a present.
Of course you're gonna see me again. We're gonna grow old together. It's gonna be you and me, living in a big house, these 2 old biddies with all these cats.
Oh! G.D. wading pool!
One more thing, do me a favor, don't go chasing waterfalls.
You know where you belong. On top of me in the Poconos.
Oh, my God, I'm hungover.
Oh, grow up.
Ooh, I'm sweatin'. You're gettin' me all hot.
Come on. On the snap, Vincent.
No, one game. I'll spot you the 7 and 8.
One car, that is all I need.
Oh, I'm sorry. I was just...Reminiscing.
Oh, you didn't. You didn't. Please tell me that my own flesh and blood.
Out of bed, sleepyhead!
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Kate: Once you try it for the first time, you're pretty happy with the results. Deuce: I've never met a hair transplant technician before.
Oh, man, I forgot. It's my dad's birthday.
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Kittridge: O.K. Location green, one hour. I'll be there myself. Ethan: You're in Prague? Kittridge: One hour.
Shondra: Ooh, was that you dropping rhymes when I came in here earlier? B-Rad: Oh, you heard me? Hell, yeah. I'm a rhymer on time.
Ooh, I gotta use the ladies' room, so you just wait one minute, a'ight, pimp juice?
Sonny: On my side shit. Sylvia: Listen, we got young girls here. You could watch your language, you know. Sonny: I speak what I feel, you know. Watch my language.
Andrea: Once we entered Woodbury, you became hostile. Michonne: That's 'cause I could see it. Andrea: See what?
Sylvia: Oh, wow. Wait a minute.Wait a minute. Listen. Sonny: What? Sylvia: I'm never gonna make this. I'll have to go to the toilet.
Out of this house now, you bums!
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Eddie: That's a dead giveaway Carmen: What is? Eddie: Oh the four on two. Carmen: Oh. Egg talk.
Oh, thank you, God, for my five little babies.
Lewis: Ok, so I'm stupid. You believed me, what's that make you? Booger: A felon.
Oh, I'm so sure.
Ogre, you swine! You might have brought us here, but there is no way in hell your going to make me stay in that cabin another minute!
Eddie: Vincent back? Carmen: Yeah, but he's out. Eddie: What do you mean, out? Carmen: Out like not in the room.
One shall stand, one shall fall.
Ogre: Oh, Lambda truest, I am the newest member of your clan, and in your... Nerds (together): Hallways. Ogre: Hallways, I swear I'll always be proud of what I am.
Oh. A spacecraft. Well, I guess that explains a lot. NASA?
Randy: Can I get you something? Second Jive Dude: It's your mofo butter layin' me to the bone, jackin' me up. Tighten' me. Randy: I'm sorry, I don't understand. First Jive Dude: Cutty say 'e can't HANG! Jive Lady: Oh, stewardess! I speak jive. Randy: Oh, good. Jive Lady: He said that he's in great pain an...
One of my men told me you'd returned.
Oxygen is a corrosive gas, in the same family as fluorine and chlorine... hydrochloric acid, hydrofluoric acid. Essentially, that's why we're breathing helium...
What? Oh. That's my voice.
Or live forever, like a virus or yeast.
Ok, let's go.
Oh, my God.
Okay, come on, now. Stop that. This is serious, right?
Oh, man, this is really beautiful.
Barnes: Oh, my god. Norman: Jesus.
Ok, what... what's that sound? What is that?
Beth: Why? You think he's gonna leave without us? Norman: Oh, I think he's already left without us. I think Harry's in a whole other place.
Our Harry... our Harry is Jerry?
Ok. We're going to agree to forget... the sphere... the power... all that ever was.
Princess Vespa: Oh! No! Ohh! Dark Helmet: Fooled you!
Oh! Oh! Oh! Hey, what did you do to my friend? The same thing I'm going to do to you, big boy. Oh! Oh! And you too.
Oh! Oh! Now, Princess Vespa, at last we are alone. Oh! No! I hate you, I hate you, I hate you! Leave me alone!
Oh! Leave me alone! No. Kiss me. No! No! Yes! No! No, yes, no, yes. Ah! Oh! Oh! Oh! Ah! Oh! Ohh! Oh! Your helmet is so big!
Ok, Louis L'Amour was a foreigner, and he loved all things cowboy.
Ooh! Bet she gives great helmet.
Dorothy: We've done what you told us, we brought you the broomstick of the Wicked Witch of the West. We melted her! The Wizard: Oh, you liquidated her, eh?
Toby: What are doin' here? Buttermaker: Listen, kid, I, uh... There's something, um......that you need to do, and that's oil your mitt all the time. So I came by to check and make sure you oil your mitt.
Okay! So we takes the money you have on you, and we calls it even.
Oh, look at me. I'm rambling again.
One hundred and thirty seven pilots, 87 airplanes, 35 cameramen, 2000 extras.
Okay, how about a little Sneaky Pete to get the party going?
Okay, what is it, huh? What's with you tonight? You've got the personality of a wet mop.
Gillian: Oh, Sal, watch his balls. Sally: You watch 'em.
Owners had a gun or two behind the counter that people didn't know about. I did. I signed the permits.
Oh, Sal, I love this stuff. It's great. You've done a great job.
Ohhh. You know, I've just gotta say we've already spent over $200,000 rebuilding this plane.
Oh, please. Since when is being a slut a crime in this family?
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Phillipe: Or more likely, maybe I'm asleep, dreaming that I'm awake, wondering if I'm dreaming. Isabeau: You are dreaming.
Austin: Oh, behave! Felicity: Not if I can help it.
Our job is to smash or marginally disrupt... organized crime in the city by enhanced cooperation with the FBI...
Ow! What the fuck?
Okay, so what am I doing? Oh, I'm chasing this guy. No. He's chasing me.
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Oh, you're a fucking genius, huh? Who forged your transcript, dickhead?
Colin: I'm one more up. Madolyn: Oh, fancy policeman. Colin: Yeah, that's right. Fancy. Madolyn: Are you a statie? Colin: Uh, yeah, I am. I'm, I'm...
Old insane game, maybe 3,000 years old. They never stop playing it.
On the outside he'd been vice president of a large Portland bank. Good work for a man as young as he was.
Costello: Oh, sorry. How'd he go? Mr. French: Stand. Billy: He didn't complain. Mr. French: Legs.
Oh, nice shot, Leibovitz.
Oh, the poor lass. I should've told her to watch her step.
I'm afraid that our liability insurance forbids anyone but us handling the tools and equipment, but thanks for the offer.
Oh, boy. You should get a better job, huh?
One for me and one for my homies.
Old life blown away in the blink of an eye. Nothing left but all the time in the world to think about it.
You know, I'm not just somebody that you have to see, or they put you in jail. Okay? I mean, if you're in distress, I will help you.
Costello: Your mother worked all goddamn day. We'll just have to sit down without you and your friends. Colin: Oh, no. My friends are still coming.
Ok, Sweetie, we'll get rid of it.
Oh, lucky guess, I guess.
Ok, Sister, just calm down. Calm down.
Ok, what is the question? The question is, how much can he know?
Oh, my God! Of course you can lie to him.
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Kylie: OK, to banish unwanted persons, it says you need blessing seeds. Gillian: All right. Good. Uh, blessing seeds. What about nigellus seeds? Kylie: It's the same thing.
Oh, you know, she loved your daddy. Oh, she loved him very, very much.
Don't disappoint me on this, or some other guy will be putting their fat cock up Little Miss Freud's ass.
Oh, who am I kidding? I'm going to kill you anyway.
Oh, Austin, behave.
B-Rad: And I must say, of all the mommies that I been with... you the finest. Shondra: I'm sure.
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You're 70 years old, Frank. I'm just saying, okay? One of your guys is gonna pop you.
Oh, you want surrender? Come get it.
Oh, thanks, Freddy Krueger. That's not nice. Very creative, though. Go back to the boiler room.
Once again, things that could have been brought to my attention... yesterday!
Delahunt: Of course I know how to spot a cop. Fitzy: How's that? Delahunt: If he's not paying attention to us, he's a cop.
Queenan: One of you mugs got a light. Fitzy: Where's your boy? Queenan: He's studying law at Notre Dame. Fitzy: Where's your fucking boy?
Grow up. Of course I talk to the FBI.
Colin: Alright, only one of us is a cop here, Bill. You understand that, Bill? No one knows who you fucking are! Billy: Will you shut the fuck up! Colin: I'm a sargeant in the Massachusetts State Police, who the fuck are you?
Oh come on, Sanders, you think way too much. What you need to do is you need to go home. You need to open a nice bottle of champagne, make up with your wife, and get some sleep. It's over.
Glenn's Buddy: Oh, man, I heard what happened to you at your wedding. That was so cold. You must have felt like shit. Robbie: No. It felt really good. Thanks for bringing it up, man.
One thing that makes this all all right.
Only cost us a pack of smokes per man. I made my usual 20%, of course.