"I know what you're thinking, punk. You're thinking 'Did he fire six shots or only five'... To tell you the truth, in all this excitement i kinda lost track myself... But considering this is a .44 magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world and will blow your head CLEAN OFF, you need to ask yourself a question... 'Do I feel lucky?'... Well, DO ya, PUNK?"
- Dude, what does mine say? - Sweet - Sweet, and what does mine say? - Dude - Dude, what does mine say? - Sweet - Sweet, and what does mine say? - Dude - Dude, what does mine say? - Sweet - Sweet, and what does mine say? - Dude - Dude, what does mine say? - Sweet - Sweet, and what does mine say? - Dude
Dude, what does mine say? - Sweet - Sweet, and what does mine say? - Dude - Dude, what does mine say? - Sweet - Sweet, and what does mine say? - Dude - Dude, what does mine say?
-Oh shit you got a tatoo Dude, what does it say say? - Ray -Oh shit you got a tatto too -What does it say? - Fucked me - Ray - Fucked me - Ray - Fucked me - RAY FUCKED ME! -...Oh...man...
William: I live in Notting Hill. You live in Beverly Hills. Everyone in the world knows who you are, my mother has trouble remembering my name. Anna Scott: I'm also just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her. Ur notting Hill, som är den enda kärleksfilm jag står ut med.. ;)
----------------------------------- Pumbaa: Timon, har du någonsin funderat på vad det är för ljusprickar där uppe? Timon: Pumbaa, jag undrar inte. Jag vet. Pumbaa: Åh vad är det då? Timon: Det är eldflugor, eldflugor som uhm, har fastnat i det stora mörka där uppe Pumbaa: Jaha, jag som alltid har trott att det är bollar fyllda med gas som brinner miljoner mil bort. Timon: Pumbaa, hela du är en gasboll.
And shepherds we shall be, for Thee my lord for Thee Power hath descended forth from Thy hand So that our feet may swiftly carry out Thy command So we shall flow a river forth to Thee And teeming with souls shall it ever be. In Nomine Patris et Fili et Spiritus Sancti