Dear God. What is it like in your funny little brains? It must be so boring.
You heard about the Chinese Godfather? He made them an offer they couldn’t understand.
The good news is that whilst all dogs go to Heaven, you’d be surprised how many pigs are waiting for you in Hell.
Well, I know your secret too. Better hope I don’t talk in my sleep.
Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up in you.
All right, look, if you absolutely have to tell her, at least wait until the timing’s right. And that’s what deathbeds are for.[to Ross]
I have bad nose. When you ribbed the bonk, there was a wetness. He has drawn poctures of the sispocts.[reporting a complication with the robbery]
As long as we’re digging up the past, we may as well dig up your mother.
Trickle-down economics may stink, but trickle-down support smells like pizza, roses and, I assume, Viola Davis.
Ms. Welton’s my father.[Rebecca Welton]If that’s a joke, I love it. If not, I cannot wait to unpack that with you.[Theodore ‘Ted’ Lasso]
What about the dead guy?[Christopher Moltisanti]You keep prodding him with a stick. You light a candle to Saint Anthony. But I think you’re f***ed.[Tony Soprano]
When did Harry Potter become James Bond?
