Mike Waters: How’d we get home? Scott Favor: That German guy. Hans. He brought you downtown, you were passed out. He said he was heading to Portland, so I asked him for a ride. Mike Waters: For some reason I’m forgetting a German guy named Hans. Scott Favor: Well, you were sleeping.
For someone who was never meant for this world, I must confess I’m suddenly having a hard time leaving it. Of course, they say every atom in our bodies was once part of a star. Maybe I’m not leaving… maybe I’m going home.
Mallory: Wherever we go, whatever happens, Mickey, when I look up at the stars, I’ll know you’ll be lookin’ up at the same ones. Mickey: Same ones, baby. Mallory: You make everyday feel like kindergarten.
Spike: Hey, you couldn’t help me with an incredibly important decision, could you? William: This is important in comparison to, let’s say, whether they should cancel third world debt? Spike: That’s right…I’m at last going out on a date with the great Janine and I just want to be sure I’ve picked the right t-shirt. William: What are the choices? Spike: Well…wait for it…first there’s this one…Cool, huh? William: Yes…might make it hard to strike a really romantic note. Spike: Point taken. Don’t despair! If it’s romance we’re looking for, I believe I have just the thing! William: Well, there again, she might not think you have true love on your mind. Spike: Right. Just one more. [beat] True love, here I come! William: Well, yeah, that’s, that’s perfect. Spike: Thanks. Great. Wish me luck. William: Good luck.
Jane Eyre: It’s a long way off. Mr. Rochester: No matter; a girl of your sense will not object to the voyage. Jane Eyre: Not the voyage, but the distance. And then the sea is such a barrier. Mr. Rochester: From…what, Jane? Jane Eyre: From England, sir, and from Thornfield …and…