Sandra BullockQuotes

Annie: Okay, let's go out on vacation. Where?

Alex: The Caribbean.

Annie: Oh, the Caribbean? Do you have a concussion?

Annie: Relationships based on extreme circumstances never work out.

Annie: I'll swear, I'm never leaving this house again.

Annie: Who's ready to party on the big boat besides me?

Dante: [constantly fails to open the locked fire door with the crowbar] It's not working!

Harvey: Will you hurry up!

Annie: [returns to Dante with the much larger chainsaw that she got from the closet] Wait, Dante! I think I've got something!

Dante: Whoa!

Annie: Everybody back off!

Passengers: Hurry up! Hurry up!

Dante: Yeah, we found the key!

Annie: [activates her chainsaw; cuts a rectangular shape in the fire door with her chainsaw] Everybody, back off!

Passengers: What? What?

Annie: [continues activating her chainsaw] All right. Okay, okay. Kick. Can you kick it?

Dante: Look out!

Annie: [puts her already activated chainsaw a few inches closer to the rescued passengers] Can you get out? Can you guys get out?

Passenger: If you'll back off with the saw.

Annie: What?

Passenger: If you'll back off with the saw, we'll give it a try!

Annie: [shuts off her chainsaw] Oh, sorry! Sorry. Sorry.

Annie: [searches for items in the closet; discovers a smaller chainsaw; discovers a much larger chainsaw, then picks it up] What do we have? Yeah, this'll do. This will do.

Annie: This night seems almost too perfect.

Alex: Want me to step on your foot?

Annie: You already did.

Alex: Oh, I mean again?

Annie: Jack, he was never the romantic type. For our anniversary, he gives me pepper spray. PEPPER SPRAY. I think it's perfume. I end up in the emergency room.

Annie: I've been in worse situations than this, and panic does not help, trust me!

Dr. Anna Klyczynski: [sees an elderly patient] You'll be covering 22 patients on rounds today, this floor and the next. Quiet morning. If you get into trouble, beep me, but don't make it a habit. The med students will help you out with scutwork. What's he doing here? I ordered an MRI, stat.

Nurse: Transport said about four hours.

Dr. Anna Klyczynski: [turns to Kate] He could be dead in four hours. Never mind. Dr. Forster, MRI. That's a right, two lefts, elevator to two. Follow the signs, hustle back here for rounds.

Dr. Kate Forster: [but Klyczynski has already departed] Uh, Dr. Kly--

Elderly Patient: Are you taking me somewhere?

Dr. Kate Forster: I certainly hope so, sir. How are you feeling today?

Elderly Patient: Am-- Am I gonna make it?

Dr. Kate Forster: Uh, yes. Absolutely.

Gwen Cummings: Look, I know peoples perceptions of girls who screw other girls boyfriends. I know what the world's perception is on someone who goes into a bar and realizes five hours later that I've left my three-year-old godson in the back of the car. I mean, people don't like people like that. They don't like-- I don't like people like that.

Gwen Cummings: God, I love afternoons like this. You know what's missing in this afternoon? That I don't have a very dry vodka martini with two olives in a chilled glass. God, I miss that.

Gwen Cummings: I understand. Marry a cute girl, move to the suburbs, spend your weekends mowing. You'll never want to do coke again.

Gwen Cummings: Santa Cruz watcher!

Gwen Cummings: You don't have to live my shitty little life, and until you do, do not tell me to give up the one person who matters to me, okay! Because, I know, he's not perfect, but he's the one person that will show up, on my birthday, and he'll say, "I'm glad you were born!

Gwen Cummings: I'm not a lesbian!

Gwen Cummings: I am so tired by the way you people talk. You know, I mean, "one day at a time." What is that? I mean, like two, three days at a time is an option?

Gwen Cummings: Oh, so our therapist today is a very large, smelly, beast of burden.

Gwen Cummings: I am having a bad day! The worst damn day of my whole damn life! If it is not too much to ask will you all just back the fuck off!

Gwen Cummings: Um, hey, um, listen, about the um, about that uh, jail thing... I-I-I- I can't. I-I I can't go. Um, uh, well, not because I don't want to go, but, um, it, uh, oh God, my hands, you know, they just keep doing that. That's not normal. I just-- there's something wrong with my hands-- um, well, with me. Cause, uh, what kind of person just jumps out of a- what kind of person jumps out of a window, you know? Because she can't sit still, you know? And be alone and, you know, in a room, without-- You know a person should be able to just be alone, right? You know, human beings should be able to just breathe. I can't breathe. And I feel that I think I know-- I think I know that if I go to jail... like this, you know, I'll die, and, uh, I don't wanna die.

Gwen Cummings: You know, your carpet is filthy. And I only bring that up because carpet grit's responsible for a lot of major health problems. And that's the last thing that you need around here.

Gwen Cummings: Yeah, I know I drink a lot, I know I do because I'm a writer and that's what I do, I drink. I'm not like those people out there, I can control myself! I can, if - that - if I wanted to, I could, if I wanted. I can! I can!

Gwen Cummings: [Betty is confiscating inappropriate items from Gwen's bag] An eyelash curler? And what am I going to do with that? Stab myself? Curl my tongue to death?

Gwen Cummings: [After crashing into Lily's wedding cake and ruining it] Don't worry, I'll replace it. Okay?

Gwen Cummings: Thank God for bar cars.

Gwen Cummings: Well, there's my excuse. I'm late because my tits caught on fire.

Mary Horowitz: I'm Jewish Catholic, I'm pretty much set in stone

Mary Horowitz: Father, You're driving me crazy.

Mary Horowitz: Yeah, if i had i car,.... to go see the worlds largest peanut

Mary Horowitz: You Said... Did that?

Mary Horowitz: Do You Like CrossWords?

Jack Devlin: [shoves Angela over] Get away from the computer. What did think you were trying to do? Save the world?

Angela Bennett: No. Not the world. Just myself.

Jack Devlin: Ah, I'm afraid it's too late for that. The offer's been withdrawn.

Angela Bennett: Um, you might wanna look at the screen, because everything on that disk was just sent to the FBI. Everything.

Jack Devlin: So?

Angela Bennett: So... proof that the Gatekeeper program has a back door.

Jack Devlin: [convinced] My, my.

Angela Bennett: Proof that Bergstrom and Dale's murder were orchestrated by Gregg.

Jack Devlin: God, we're pathetic, aren't we?

Angela Bennett: Excuse me?

Jack Devlin: Well, we're here. We're sitting on the most perfect beach in the world, and all we can think about is-...

Angela Bennett: Where I can hook up my modem?

Jack Devlin: Yeah, exactly.

Jack Devlin: Computers are your life, aren't they?

Angela Bennett: Yes. The perfect hiding place.

Angela Bennett: Such a nightmare! It's like I'm not even me anymore!

Angela Bennett: Just think about it. Our whole world is sitting there on a computer. It's in the computer, everything: your, your DMV records, your, your social security, your credit cards, your medical records. It's all right there. Everyone is stored in there. It's like this little electronic shadow on each and everyone of us, just, just begging for someone to screw with, and you know what? They've done it to me, and you know what? They're gonna do it to you.

Gracie Hart: The Steele brothers were fired from the Treasure Island show. Cheryl said something about her booty being on the line. Cheryl would never refer to her ass as a booty, Cheryl would never refer to her ass, period. She calls it a po-po.

Gracie Hart: Sir, I just don't wanna become FBI Barbie again.

Gracie Hart: [answering phone] Hart. Well, hello, Agent Matthews. No, I'm just putting the, uh, finishing touches on your chicken potpie. Yeah. I think I'm gonna make some man very, very happy someday. Listen, I wanna ask you something. Do you know if the Poconos are in New York or Pennsylvania? Because I cannot seem to get a clear answer on this. Because I was thinking that maybe this weekend we could take a little drive down there, do a little exploring, do-... Why, aren't-? Why do you wanna talk tomorrow? I mean, aren't you gonna be here in, like, 10 minutes?... Oh, well, I thought we were moving at kind of a normal speed. I--... Well, I don't need any more space. I mean-- You know, it's not like I expect us to get married or anything, but I--... Well, what is it? I mean, is it--? Is it the way I snort? I mean, because I don't have to snort. Or is it the--? Is it the sex? Because... You know, I could-- I could get a-- a manual or something... Well, no. No, you don't have to explain. No. No, you know what? You know what? I have to-- I have to go. Don't worry about dinner. I, um... Mrs. Flammenbaum next door invited me to a surprise... keg party. You know what? I have to go. Okay. Bye.

Jack: [notices Annie's "Arizona Wildcats" sweatshirt] I'll be damned... You go to the University of Arizona?

Annie: Yeah, so?

Jack: Good football team.

Annie: Yeah, I guess so. I don't really know.

Jack: Arizona Wildcats.

Annie: Right.

Jack: He can see you.

Annie: What?

Jack: He can see you.

Annie: He can see me—?

Jack: [Looking around, Jack finally sees a hidden camera over the dashboard overlooking the whole bus] Just keep looking straight ahead. He called you a wildcat before, I didn't even pick up on it. The bastard's got a camera right in your face. He can see the whole bus. He's been playing me from minute one.

Annie: Yeah, well, he can see me, but can he hear me?

Jack: It doesn't look like it. He's just watching you.

Annie: What is that smell?

Jack: It's gas.

Annie: We're leaking gas?

Jack: We are now.

Annie: What, you thought you needed another challenge or something?

Jack: How are you doing? You all right?

Annie: [shakes her head] Mm-mm.

Jack: What can I do?

Annie: When that bomb went off...

Jack: I know.

Annie: ...I thought that was it. I thought that was the bomb, and I was dead. And when I saw her body fall under the bus, it was like...

Jack: You were glad you were still alive.

Annie: [nods] Mm-hmm. I'm so sorry.

Jack: Don't be. You should be glad. We all are. It doesn't mean you don't care.

Annie: [crying] I know, but she was so scared!

Jack: She was scared. She was a nice lady who didn't deserve to get killed. But, Annie, if she'd gotten off, it would've killed us all. He's the asshole, Annie. The guy who put us here. Remember that, okay?

Annie: Big asshole.

Jack: Ma'am, you did very well. Actually, you were incredible. I've never seen driving like that.

Annie: Annie.

Jack: What?

Annie: It's my name. Annie.

Jack: Annie.

Annie: [smiles] As opposed to "ma'am".

Jack: Okay.

Annie: So, why is all this happening? I mean, what did we do, bomb the guy's country or something?

Jack: No, it's just a guy who wants money.

Annie: I don't buy that. It's not a very good way to make money. So, um... what is this guy's deal?

Jack: A while back, he held some people for ransom. It went sour, and now he's a little pissed at me.

Annie: What does that have to do with us?

Jack: Nothing. It's a game. If he gets the money he wins, if the bus blows up he wins.

Annie: What if you win?

Jack: Then tomorrow we'll play another one.

Annie: But I'm not available to drive tomorrow. Busy.

Jack: [over phone] Where do we start?

Harry: All right, check the speedometer. Has it been fucked with, or loosened, or any wires? See any wires, anything?

Jack: [to Annie; looking under the speedometer] Excuse me, ma'am. No, it's clean.

Annie: Huh?

Harry: All right, then it's gonna be under the bus. Probably it was rigged to one of the axles.

Jack: I can't get under the bus right now, Harry. It's kind of in motion.

Helen: Excuse me? Excuse me!

Jack: Hold on.

Sam: [gasping] There's an access panel... in the floor... underneath you, man.

Jack: [opens the floor access panel; hands the phone to Stephens; looking through the hatch at the bomb] All right, Harry, we're in. Passenger relay. Sir. take this. I want you to tell him what I see. Okay, we got a wad! Pretty big!

Stephens: There's a pretty big wad.

Jack: Brass fittings...

Stephens: Brass fittings.

Jack: ...I think I can reach the circuit wire.

Stephens: He can reach the circuit wire.

Harry: No! No, no! Don't! Don't do that! That's a decoy, classic.

Stephens: That's a classic decoy.

Harry: What else?

Stephens: What else?

Jack: Hold on.

Stephens: Hold on.

Jack: Fuck me!

Stephens: Oh, darn.

Jack: [takes the phone back] Harry, there's enough C-4 on this thing to put a hole in the world.

Harry: Okay, all right. Just stay calm. What else?

Jack: Three triggers. One on the axle I can't really see, a cellular remote, and a timer running off a wristwatch.

Harry: A watch? What kind of watch?

Jack: Gold. Gold band, fairly cheesy.

Jack: Miss, can you handle this bus?

Annie: Oh, sure. It's just like driving a really big Pinto.

Jack: I need to know. Can you handle this bus?

Annie: I'm fine, I'm fine. Just tell me what the plan is. Is there a plan?

Jack: Just for you to drive. We're okay for now. Just keep us above 50.

Annie: Good plan. So, you're a cop, right?

Jack: That's right.

Annie: Well, I should probably tell you that I'm taking the bus because I had my driver's license revoked.

Jack: What for?

Annie: Speeding.

Freddie Lee Cobb: You can't blame a nigger for being a nigger, no more than you can blame a dog for being a dog. But a whore like you, co-mingling with mongrels, betraying your own. That makes you worse than a nigger. I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll leave you tied up here naked. First, it'll just be bugs eating at ya. One day, maybe two. That sun's gonna be cooking you. And animals... they're gonna pick on your stink. They'll come looking for something to eat.

Ellen Roark: Carl Lee Hailey should've shot you too.

Ellen Roark: Ever seen a man executed?

Jake Tyler Brigance: No.

Ellen Roark: What I suggest is you go to an execution, and see a man be killed. You watch him die, and you watch him beg!

Gracie Hart: Hey! I'm GLIDING here!

Gracie Hart: [imitating winner] Look, she's gonna cry again. Oh, if I only had a brain.

Gracie Hart: I am in a dress, I have gel in my hair, I haven't slept all night, I'm starved, AND I'm armed! Don't MESS with me!