Big Daddy: Good job. I'm so proud of you, baby doll. Are you okay? Hit Girl: Mhmm... but getting shot, Daddy... it hurt a lot more than when you did it. Big Daddy: That's because I used low velocity rounds, child... he... he... Hit Girl: You're the k...
He felt split in two, one crazy man eating hair and one rational man watching a crazy man eat hair. He chewed and swallowed the last pieces of his father's life. He felt like he was building a museum of pain, a freak show, where he was the only visit...
No Matter What, When, Where or Who … He is Forever My Daddy ~ MJ
Damien: Please, Daddy! No, Daddy, no!
Coach Boone: Are your parents here? Bertier: There's my mother. Coach Boone: Good. [nods his head at Gerry's mom] Coach Boone: You take a look at her. Cause once you step on that bus you aint got your mama no more. You got your brothers on the team a...
Margaret "Maggie" Pollitt: Did the storm cause any damage, Big Daddy? Harvey 'Big Daddy' Pollitt: Which storm you talking about, the one on the outside or the hullabaloo I heard going on in here? Heard some mighty loud talking. What's the powwow abou...
Brick Pollitt: [Offering Big Daddy morphine] It'll kill the pain, that's all. Harvey 'Big Daddy' Pollitt: [Wincing with pain] It'll kill the senses too! You... you got pain - at least you know you're alive. [groans] Harvey 'Big Daddy' Pollitt: Brick...
Lucy: Daddy, did God made for you to be like this or was it an accident? Sam: Ok, what do you mean? Lucy: I mean you're different. Sam: But what do you mean? Lucy: You're not like other daddies. Sam: I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Yeah, I'm sorry. Lucy: It's ...
Pink: [singing] Daddy's flown across the ocean. Leaving just a memory. A snapshot in the family album. Daddy, what else did you leave for me? Daddy, what'd ya leave behind for me? All in all, it was just a brick in the wall. All in all, it was all ju...
Doyle: Frank's a weak little kid. His daddy taught him how to be a pussy. Frank: Stop it, Doyle! Don't talk about my daddy. Doyle: "Don't talk about my daddy". Go on and get up outta here. Go out to the garage and let me be. Go on now, get!
Jenny Curran: His name's Forrest. Forrest Gump: Like me. Jenny Curran: I named him after his daddy. Forrest Gump: He got a daddy named Forrest, too? Jenny Curran: You're his daddy, Forrest.
Daddy is trying really fugging hard to think of a not-terrifying reason why you'd wake Daddy up in the middle of the night to ask that fugging question. But no. No. Daddy does not have a match or a lighter.
You have to dig deep to bury your daddy.
Harvey 'Big Daddy' Pollitt: Why did you and Brick suddenly decide to drive up from New Orleans? Margaret "Maggie" Pollitt: For your birthday, what else? Harvey 'Big Daddy' Pollitt: I had a birthday last year and the year before that. Didn't see you t...
Jordan Belfort: [holding his child] Does Daddy get a kiss from both of his little girls? Naomi Lapaglia: Oh, no. No, Daddy doesn't even get to touch Mommy for a very, very... very long time. Jordan Belfort: Daddy's really sorry about what he said in ...
Jack: There he is. There's my boy. But who's your daddy? Who is yo' daddy?
But my family's really close and I was interested in what Mommy and Daddy did for a living. So when Mommy and Daddy had a script that wasn't totally age inappropriate, they would let me read it. And we would talk about it.
Whose Daddy's Little Girl Now?
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