One Half Quotes

Gamora's Mother: Shh. We're gonna be safe
Young Gamora: [Weapons fire overhead and Gamora screams]
Ebony Maw: [Thanos' Chitauri army round up the Zehoborei people] Choose a side or die. One side a revelation, the other an honour known only to a few.
Thanos: [to a young Gamora] What's wrong little one?

Young Gamora: My mother. Where's my mother?
Thanos: What's your name?
Young Gamora: Gamora.
Thanos: You're quite the fighter Gamora. Come, let me help you.
[Walks Gamora away from the people being rounded up]
Thanos: Look.
[Pulls out a doube edged switchblade]

Thanos: Pretty, isn't is?
[Balances it on his index finger]
Thanos: Perfectly balanced, as all things should be. Too much to one side and the other...
[Hands it to Gamora]
Thanos: Here, you try.
Ebony Maw: [to one half of the Zehoberei people about to be slaughtered by the Chitauri] Now go in

peace and meet your maker.
Thanos: [Gamora turns to see what the fuss is about] Uh-uh, concentrate. There, you got it.

Willy Wonka: I sure hope no part of him gets left behind.
Mr. Teavee: What do you mean?
Willy Wonka: Uh, well... sometimes only half of the little pieces find their way through. If you had to choose only one half of your son, which one would it be?
Mr. Teavee: What kind of a question is that?

Willy Wonka: No need to snap, just a question.

Tony D'Amato: I don't know what to say, really. Three minutes to the biggest battle of our professional lives. All comes down to today, and either, we heal as a team, or we're gonna crumble. Inch by inch, play by play. Until we're finished. We're in hell right now, gentlemen. Believe me. And, we can stay here, get the shit kicked out of us, or we can fight our way back into the

light. We can climb outta hell... one inch at a time. Now I can't do it for ya, I'm too old. I look around, I see these young faces and I think, I mean, I've made every wrong choice a middle-aged man can make. I, uh, I've pissed away all my money, believe it or not. I chased off anyone who's ever loved me. And lately, I can't even stand the face I see in the mirror. You know, when you get old, in

life, things get taken from you. I mean, that's... that's... that's a part of life. But, you only learn that when you start losin' stuff. You find out life's this game of inches, so is football. Because in either game - life or football - the margin for error is so small. I mean, one half a step too late or too early and you don't quite make it. One half second too slow, too fast and you don't

quite catch it. The inches we need are everywhere around us. They're in every break of the game, every minute, every second. On this team we fight for that inch. On this team we tear ourselves and everyone else around us to pieces for that inch. We claw with our fingernails for that inch. Because we know when add up all those inches, that's gonna make the fucking difference between winning and

losing! Between living and dying! I'll tell you this, in any fight it's the guy whose willing to die whose gonna win that inch. And I know, if I'm gonna have any life anymore it's because I'm still willing to fight and die for that inch, because that's what living is, the six inches in front of your face. Now I can't make you do it. You've got to look at the guy next to you, look into his eyes.

Now I think ya going to see a guy who will go that inch with you. Your gonna see a guy who will sacrifice himself for this team, because he knows when it comes down to it your gonna do the same for him. That's a team, gentlemen, and either, we heal, now, as a team, or we will die as individuals. That's football guys, that's all it is. Now, what are you gonna do?

Tony D'Amato: You find out life's this game of inches, so is football. Because in either game - life or football - the margin for error is so small. I mean, one half a step too late or too early and you don't quite make it. One half second too slow, too fast and you don't quite catch it. The inches we need are everywhere around us. They're in every break of the game, every minute,

every second. On this team we fight for that inch. On this team we tear ourselves and everyone else around us to pieces for that inch. We claw with our fingernails for that inch. Because we know when add up all those inches, that's gonna make the fucking difference between winning and losing! Between living and dying!