Chariots of Fire - Controversial Moment in a Competitive Game
Henry Stallard:
No ball!
Harold M. Abrahams: [desperate to get into bat]
Come on, Aubrey, the old leg-break!
Harold M. Abrahams:
How zat!
Henry Stallard:
Not out!
Harold M. Abrahams:
What do you mean, not out? You could have heard it from bloody Bournemouth! Come on, Liddell, my innings.
Eric Liddell:
I didn't touch it, I swear; it must've been the crack of my wrist!
Harold M. Abrahams:
He's out I tell you, you're all deaf - deaf and bloody blind! Aubrey I ask you, for God's sake!
Harold M. Abrahams: [punching the air]
It's not FAIR!
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Drop Dead Fred - Debating Morality in Decision Making
Polly:
Nigel, do it.
Nigel:
No, I won't, I don't want anything to do it! It's not right!
Polly: [winding up Fred's prison while Lizzie wipes her tears away after Nigel kisses her and then goes to Polly]
Alright, I'll do it.
Nigel: [repeating]
It's not RIGHT!
Polly:
Now what would you know about raising a child?!
Nigel: [getting his jacket; walks out to the door]
Apparently nothing!
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Drop Dead Fred - Drop Dead Fred - Dialogue 7
Young Elizabeth: [sobbing, jumping off her chair and running to her father]
Dad! Daddy, I have some bad news.
Nigel:
Lizzie, what's with all this fuss about?
Young Elizabeth: [sobbing; Nigel gasps]
Something's wrong with Drop Dead Fred. He is my friend, but Mom took him away from me.
Nigel: [hugging her by holding her on his lap, trying to comfort her; Lizzie nods her head even in sobs, hugging her father back]
Don't worry, sweetheart, give me a chance. I'm sure he'll be okay.
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Drop Dead Fred - Cooking with Drop Dead Fred
Nigel: [confused for a minute, then pleased to hear about Drop Dead Fred]
Honey, why do you call him Drop Dead Fred?
Young Elizabeth: [sweetly; this makes Nigel very happy to know about Drop Dead Fred and the cooking as Lizzie continues]
Because that's his name, daddy, and Drop Dead Fred is going to teach me how to cook today. I'm going to need flour and sugar and honey and vodka and a pair of your pants. We're making pants pie. Ouch!
Polly: [confused]
Vodka and pants pie, huh? God knows what else?
Nigel:
But she's only a kid, Polly.
Young Elizabeth: [then she gets tickled by Nigel]
Daddy, how about we throw Mommy out the window? It won't hurt her. She will land right in the gladiolas.
Nigel: [trying not to laugh]
You shouldn't say things like that about your mother, or she might cut your head off.
Polly: [upset]
Very funny, Elizabeth! Sometimes I think I don't love you as much as I used to.
Young Elizabeth:
But, Mom, Drop Dead Fred does.
Polly: [angrily]
No more Drop Dead Fred! Period!
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