Showing posts with label tv. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tv. Show all posts
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Saturday, February 26, 2011
That Feeling
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Slow Psychotic Break
ANDY: Well, this is all good. Meanwhile, a reconnaissance drone killed my battle buddy and I’m going to die, I know too much. I was hoping for a shower, maybe a little nap, but you obviously are having a slow psychotic breakdown, so I’ll just ask—do you have any money?
NANCY: No I don’t. [laughs] Uh, I have a backseat full of blood. I have two license plates that I have to remove. I have an assistant’s job that a monkey could do. I have a death wish. You’re welcome to any one of those sparkly gems, but as far as money goes, Bill, everything that comes in, goes out.
ANDY: I’m gonna go now. I like this new you.
- Weeds
NANCY: No I don’t. [laughs] Uh, I have a backseat full of blood. I have two license plates that I have to remove. I have an assistant’s job that a monkey could do. I have a death wish. You’re welcome to any one of those sparkly gems, but as far as money goes, Bill, everything that comes in, goes out.
ANDY: I’m gonna go now. I like this new you.
- Weeds
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Friday, December 10, 2010
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Most Dangerous Time
“I’m not gonna lie to you. What I’m gonna tell you is this: You are all living in the most dangerous time of your life right now. If you make it to the age of 21, count yourself lucky. Because if drinking and driving doesn’t kill you, you’re lucky. If drugs don’t get you, you’re real lucky. If depression, over the lack of a sure future, over a broken heart, if that doesn’t get you, you’re lucky. Now, if you are unlucky, that’s when you meet me. And what I do is I have you strip naked and I lay you on a metal slab. My pathologist will cut open every organ in your body, and all you secrets are now open for the whole world to know.”
- Da Vinci’s Inquest
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Not More Upset
“After dropping Brandi off at the airport to go back to her skeevy boyfriend—with a ticket I paid for, no less, only to find her hours later with her head in Raff’s lap, no less—an idea has formed, a realization if you will. I don’t know, anyway, here it is: My family will be the death of me. And I don’t mean that in a ‘You kids will rue the day’ kind of way. No, I’m talking about knocking on heaven’s door, charge the beach at Normandy, shuffle off that mortal coil, deceased. But the real epiphany is I have absolutely no say in the matter. I wonder why I’m not more upset.”
- In Plain Sight, S01E11
- In Plain Sight, S01E11
Monday, September 13, 2010
Didn't Go So Good
Lou: What's your problem?
Spike: Woods. My people don't like 'em.
Lou: Your... people? From Woodbridge?
Spike: No. Romans. Three times we fought in the forest against the Huns. Didn't go so good, okay?
- Flashpoint, S01E07
Spike: Woods. My people don't like 'em.
Lou: Your... people? From Woodbridge?
Spike: No. Romans. Three times we fought in the forest against the Huns. Didn't go so good, okay?
- Flashpoint, S01E07
Friday, September 3, 2010
Facedown
But, you know the real reason I never wrote one of those stories? I became a cop. And I found out the images I had in my head weren’t like real life. Take the case that I got this morning: The body wasn’t found by a swimming pool high in the hills, it turned up in a parking lot by the 101. And the victim wasn’t some movie weasel or starlet, it was a poor young woman in cargo pants and sneakers, with a bullet hole in her back and facedown on the pavement.
- Raines, s01e01
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Black Coffee

Fringe S02E20
I'm feeling mighty lonesome
Haven't slept a wink
I walk the floor and watch the door
And in between I drink
Black coffee
Love's a hand me down brew
I'll never know a Sunday
In this weekday room
I'm talking to the shadows from 1 o'clock til 4
And lord, how slow the moments go
When all I do is pour
Black coffee
Since the blues caught my eye
I'm hanging out on Monday
My Sunday dreams to dry
Now a man is born to go a lovin'
A woman's born to weep and fret
To stay at home and tend her oven
And drown her past regrets
In coffee and cigarettes
I'm moaning all the morning and mourning all the night
And in between it's nicotine
And not much heart to fight
Black coffee
Feelin' low as the ground
It's driving me crazy just waiting for my baby
To maybe come around
I'm waiting for my baby
To maybe come around
My nerves have gone to pieces
My hair is turning gray
All I do is drink black coffee
Since my man's gone away
- Black Coffee
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Sanding Down the Edges
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Ordinary

“I didn’t feel connected to the ground I walked on. I didn’t feel like I was sitting on the chair I was sitting on. When I was eating, I felt that I wasn’t eating food.”
- This American Life, "Welcome to America"
Thursday, June 3, 2010
In Plain Sight
Mary: [on phone] I think my mom is a hooker.
Marshall: ...
Mary: Did you hear what I said?
Marshall: Does this mean you're going to be late?
Mary: I just saw my mom duck into an alley dressed like a hooker.
Marshall: Doesn't your mom always kinda dress like a...?
- In Plain Sight, S03E11
Marshall: ...
Mary: Did you hear what I said?
Marshall: Does this mean you're going to be late?
Mary: I just saw my mom duck into an alley dressed like a hooker.
Marshall: Doesn't your mom always kinda dress like a...?
- In Plain Sight, S03E11
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Friday, February 26, 2010
Fringe
Screenshot via fandomania.com WALTER: The substance from Pennsylvania seems to be a paralytic...
- Fringe, S02E02
Thursday, February 18, 2010
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