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Post by RO on Feb 12, 2008 16:21:02 GMT -5
Airplane!
Ok, not only did you beat my answer but you took a quote from the same movie I posted...FREAKY!!! __________________________________________
Josh and Billy: The space goes down, down baby, down, down the roller coaster. Sweet, sweet baby, sweet, sweet, don't let me go. Shimmy, shimmy, cocoa pop. Shimmy, shimmy, rock. Shimmy, shimmy, cocoa pop. Shimmy, shimmy, rock. I met a girlfriend - a triscuit. She said, a triscuit - a biscuit. Ice cream, soda pop, vanilla on the top. Ooh, Shelly's out, walking down the street, ten times a week. I read it. I said it. I stole my momma's credit. I'm cool. I'm hot. Sock me in the stomach three more times.
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Post by goods on Feb 12, 2008 16:41:32 GMT -5
Big. _____________________________________________ Quint: Japanese submarine slammed two torpedoes into our side, Chief. We was comin' back from the island of Tinian to Leyte... just delivered the bomb. The Hiroshima bomb. Eleven hundred men went into the water. Vessel went down in 12 minutes. Didn't see the first shark for about a half an hour. Tiger. 13-footer. You know how you know that when you're in the water, Chief? You tell by looking from the dorsal to the tail. What we didn't know, was our bomb mission had been so secret, no distress signal had been sent. They didn't even list us overdue for a week. Very first light, Chief, sharks come cruisin', so we formed ourselves into tight groups. You know, it was kinda like old squares in the battle like you see in the calendar named "The Battle of Waterloo" and the idea was: shark comes to the nearest man, that man he starts poundin' and hollerin' and screamin' and sometimes the shark go away... but sometimes he wouldn't go away. Sometimes that shark he looks right into ya. Right into your eyes. And, you know, the thing about a shark... he's got lifeless eyes. Black eyes. Like a doll's eyes. When he comes at ya, doesn't seem to be living... until he bites ya, and those black eyes roll over white and then... ah then you hear that terrible high-pitched screamin'. The ocean turns red, and despite all the poundin' and the hollerin', they all come in and they... rip you to pieces. You know by the end of that first dawn, lost a hundred men. I don't know how many sharks, maybe a thousand. I know how many men, they averaged six an hour. On Thursday morning, Chief, I bumped into a friend of mine, Herbie Robinson from Cleveland. Baseball player. Boatswain's mate. I thought he was asleep. I reached over to wake him up. Bobbed up, down in the water just like a kinda top. Upended. Well, he'd been bitten in half below the waist. Noon, the fifth day, Mr. Hooper, a Lockheed Ventura saw us. He swung in low and he saw us... he was a young pilot, a lot younger than Mr. Hooper. Anyway, he saw us and he come in low and three hours later a big fat PBY comes down and starts to pick us up. You know that was the time I was most frightened... waitin' for my turn. I'll never put on a lifejacket again. So, eleven hundred men went in the water; 316 men come out and the sharks took the rest, June the 29th, 1945. Anyway, we delivered the bomb.
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Post by Saucy on Feb 12, 2008 17:14:08 GMT -5
sounds like Jaws ?? with all that shark talk..
the island tinian is right next to GUam...
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Post by Saucy on Feb 12, 2008 17:23:57 GMT -5
this one's new...i just watched last nite.. --------------------------------
CIA Operative: Let me tell you something, Mr. Cunt...
Simon: Hunt.
CIA Operative: Mr. *Hunt*. You're lucky I haven't already arrested your sorry ass and thrown you in a dark fucking hole with no fucking exits.
CIA Operative: If I ever hear from you again, the CIA will be on you like a cheap suit from the Men's Wearhouse. You'll be arrested, jailed, and sodomized by a big, dumb, large-cocked Serbian bastard for the rest of your shitty little lives. And if you don't care about that, if you *like* big Serbian cock and you still plan on reporting any of this, then your friend Boris will find himself eaten by a tiger or a lion or a squirrel of whatever fucking animal we can find in darkest Africa. And you'll have to live with *that*.
Simon: I assume that I can quote you on the squirrel remark.
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Post by goods on Feb 12, 2008 17:32:36 GMT -5
Jaws is right... yours... I don't think I have a clue.
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Post by Saucy on Feb 12, 2008 17:35:35 GMT -5
clue: they were journalists on a mission... sorry but it was a "New Release" at blockbuster...you might not have watched it yet.
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Post by Saucy on Feb 12, 2008 17:53:29 GMT -5
another clue: The same guy from Crash plays in it and another dude plays in Pretty Woman.
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Post by goods on Feb 12, 2008 18:39:19 GMT -5
All assume it is Richard Gere (Pretty Woman)... guy from Crash? Don Chedele, Matt Dylan, Reese Witherspoon's Husband?? Richard Gere was in ... Hoax which was about a writer right?
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Post by Saucy on Feb 12, 2008 18:46:09 GMT -5
okay i'll throw you one: it WAS Richard Gere and Terrence Howard. now thats it. guess it. or rent it. good movie though.
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Post by goods on Feb 12, 2008 18:47:52 GMT -5
Not Hoax.... ummm is it the one about the New Times guy that made crap up?
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Post by RO on Feb 12, 2008 18:48:46 GMT -5
Hey, I just reviewed this for the library...
The Hunting Party
Penny Lane: Call me if you need a rescue, we live in the same city. William Miller: Heh, I think I live in a different world.
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Post by Saucy on Feb 12, 2008 19:48:49 GMT -5
hmmmmmmmm Penny Lane....i know this one....
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Post by RO on Feb 12, 2008 20:34:52 GMT -5
Hint: Stillwater was the name of the band portrayed in the film.
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Post by RO on Feb 17, 2008 19:28:44 GMT -5
It starred Kate Hudson...movie based on cameron crowe...reporter for rolling stone.
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Post by goods on Feb 18, 2008 10:30:10 GMT -5
I can picture the commercials... I didn't see it.
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