Search results for 'love' Page #917

Willow:
Absolutely, under no condition whatsoever, is anyone in this family to fall in love with that baby!

Willow:
It looks like Rob Zombie raped the entire cast of "Gossip Girl" and this is their angry love child.

Wills:
Bobby, I love you, shut up.

Willy:
Come live with me and be my love, and we will all the pleasures prove That hills and valleys, dale and field, And all the craggy mountains yield.

Bikini:
That was smashing Willy, smashing!

Wilma Cameron:
You wrote me that when you got home, you and I were going to be married. If you wrote that once, you wrote it a hundred times. Isn't that true?

Homer Parrish:
Yes, but things are different now.

Wilma Cameron:
Have you changed your mind?

Homer Parrish:
Have I said anything about changing my mind?

Wilma Cameron:
No. That's just it. You haven't said anything about anything... I don't know what to think, Homer. All I know is, I was in love with you when you left and I'm in love with you now. Other things may have changed but that hasn't.

Wilma Flintstone:
[calling out to Jane] I love your dress!

Jane Jetson:
[calling back] Why, thank you!

Wilma:
No matter how far from home you stray, the love you hold is here to stay.

Wilma:
You hypocritical sow!

Alessandra:
I love you too, Mata Hari.

Wilson Fisk / Kingpin:
[to the tune of the Spider-Man theme] Doo-be do. Doo-be do. Yub-yub, doo-bee do, doo-bee-do. Watch out! Here comes the Spider-Man! You like my new toy? Cost me a fortune, but hey, can't take it with you, right? You came all this way. Watch the test. It's a hell of a frickin' light show, you're gonna love this.

Wilson:
There are those at the BBC who bear like medals the bruises left by the love of Horatio Wilson.

Wilson:
[On a blind date with Vivian] What are you looking for?

Vivian:
The love of my life.

Wilson:
On Craigslist?

Wilson:
[outtake] I'm reminded of Galileo.

Tim:
Yeah, I love his wine.

Wilson:
No, Tim, no no no. I'm talking about the 17th century astronomer. He was... A very fat man.

Winifred Gillis:
What would you do, if you didn't go to school?

Yvette LeBlanc:
One thinks, one evolves the philosophy, and then one writes.

Winifred Gillis:
Really? You write? How marvelous!

Aristede LeBlanc:
She's had three poems published in "The Despair Quarterly."

Yvette LeBlanc:
My second triumph of a novel is to appear next month. It is entitled, "Love Is A Broken Gas Main."

Winona 'Mother B' Beck:
I just love goin' to the symphony cuz it's so much fun to yell out requests!

Winston Mayer:
Noah, he has you under some kind of spell but it's not too late! You don't have to end up like this! I won't let him destroy you-!

Luke Snyder:
[Getting up from his wheelchair] That is the opposite of what I'm doing! I love your son! And we're together! And we are not afraid to let the world see that! You talk about what's right? This is right! Me and Noah, together, and you locked up in a prison where you belong!

Winston Sam Bass:
Good afternoon! You know how when you see bugs are always running? You ever wanted to ask them: "Where the heck do you gotta be?" Tonight we do! This guy is bookin'. Sir, can I ask: What's the rush? He's not talking. Sir, can I talk to you a minute? Where are you headed? What's the rush? Where is the fire? He's not talking. [bug falls off the rail it walks on] Oh! He just jumped. I didn't touch him, you saw it, he just jumped.

Winston Sam Bass:
[voice over] It seemed like my day was gonna be longer than I anticipated.

Winston Sam Bass:
Sir, do you see these cameras? You're on TV! This guy is *beep* cold. [gets up in horror when the bug comes against him]

Winston Sam Bass:
[voice over] I was having no dumb luck with these gringos. So I went up north to Spanish Harlem to see if I couldn't shake some trees.

Winston Sam Bass:
Se?or? Se?or? Un proguto, por favor. Where are you going, sir? Se?or? Un poco momento. Thank you. This guy despises me. Cut it. And now for a special report, we're gonna send it over to my little brother Lance!

Lance Sam Bass:
Hey, I'm Lance Sam Bass! Love you so much, bro. Today, we're gonna be talkin' to some bugs. Excuse me, ma'am, can you tell me where you're going, please?

Lance Sam Bass:
[as bug, using an exaggerated voice] I'm going to the supermarket!

Winston Smith:
I love you.

Winston Zeddemore:
I love this town!

Winston:
Cool. Cool. Cool. Ohhhh, this is my kind of information, man. [snaps fingers, three times] I love the net! Ha-ha-ha. The whole world of information, through the one, click.

Winston:
Is something wrong?

Don Johnston:
It's probably nothing.

Winston:
A love letter, from one of your lovely ladies?

Don Johnston:
Something like that. I'll read it to you. "Dear Don. Sometimes life brings some strange surprises. Its been almost 20 years since we've seen each other, but, now there's something I need to tell you. Years ago, after our story ended, I discovered I was pregnant. I decided to go through with the pregnancy and I had a baby. A son, your son. I decided to raise him by myself because our time together had come to a close. My son is now almost 19. He's somewhat shy and secretive, unlike you. But, a sensitive wonderful person. A few days ago he left on a mysterious road trip. But, I'm almost certain he's searching for his father. I've told him almost nothing about you. But, he's resourceful and imaginative. Anyway, if this is, in fact, your correct address, well, I just felt I should let you know." There was no signature and no return address.

Winston:
Hey, congratulations! You're a father!

Winston:
Not to presume, Lady Croft, but I hoped you wouldn't try to use the sword yourself after what happened to your mother.

Lara Croft:
She removed the sword - that's what killed her. I don't intend to do the same. If my father had known any of this, he tried so hard. And they hated him for it.

Winston:
No one hated him, Lara.

Lara Croft:
It bloody well wasn't love, was it?

Winton:
I've only known you twenty-four hours, but I'm in love with you.

Florence:
Doesn't usually take that long.

Wireless Operator Cyril Evans:
Hear it? [hands Groves his headphones] That's the "Titanic".

Third Officer Charles Groves:
[listens then gives the headphones back to Evans] What's she saying?

Third Officer Charles Groves:
"Best wishes to Joe and Hattie. Wish you were here. See you Wednesday. Love Myra and Bill". Private stuff. Yes, there must be a lot of money on that ship. He's been at it the best part of the day.

Wise:
I'm all full of shifferuss-ness.

Kid:
Pops?

Wise:
It wasn't me! Are you trying to give me a heart attack, boy?

Kid:
[whispering to Wise's ear] You wanna take Gloria out for an ice cream or something?

Wise:
I don't need no child to tell me how to treat a woman. Shood. Well, I was a lady's man way before I was fighting the war. Oh was, hee hee, you want me to run into ferric. You like that, baby girl?

Kid:
[whispering] Shh! Keep it down!

Wise:
Hm. Back in my time, a man would have to be married with three children before he can see so much snap. Oooooh-woo!

Business:
Kid's like ignoring what child is there.

Kid:
Biz?

Business:
Ladies, please excuse me while I converse with this young ball at the D.

[the girls walks away, but one of them approaches Kid]

Girl:
Aw, ain't you just the cutest thing?

Kid:
Awww!

[to Business]

Kid:
If you were my age, what would you do to get the finest girl in town?

Business:
Your age, my age, Pops' stone age. It's all the same. If you miss an opportunity to impress a girl you love, you will always regret it.

Girls:
Hi, Biz!

Business:
Hello, ladies.

Kid:
So, how can I impress her?

Business:
When like a man with skills and courage, I don't see anybody jumping off that high dive.

[Kid looks at a very tall diving board called a high dive]

Girl:
[standing at the high dive] Hi, Biz.

Kid:
[gulp]