Adam Conover
Adam Conover

I find that I have a lot of suppressed energy when I'm on a plane for a long period so when I'm holding a fidget spinner, being able to play with it and just sort of run my hands over it helps me out quite a lot; it helps me relax.

Jenny Slate
Jenny Slate

I fidget and change my outfit a lot. It's really a way of keeping myself comfortable.

Jonathan Dee
Jonathan Dee

The first draft of everything, I write longhand. One of the nice things about that is that it makes you keep going. If you write a bad sentence on the computer, then it's very tempting to go back and fidget with it and spend another 20 minutes trying to make it into a good sentence.

Robin Marantz Henig
Robin Marantz Henig

Beliefs about how lying looks are plentiful and often contradictory: depending on whom you choose to believe, liars can be detected because they fidget a lot, hold very still, cross their legs, cross their arms, look up, look down, make eye contact or fail to make eye contact.

Sophie Ellis-Bextor
Sophie Ellis-Bextor

I try not to wear anything I have to fidget with - there's nothing worse than wearing something and pulling down the hem and re-adjusting the top. My pet hate is when girls wear those strapless dresses and spend the whole night yanking them up.

Sue Perkins
Sue Perkins

My idea of hell is to sit with a pair of curling tongs or have my hair blow-dried: I fidget like a 12-year-old boy.

The Godfather
The Godfather

Sollozzo: Bene, Don Corleone. I need a man who has powerful friends. I need a million dollars in cash. I need, Don Corleone, all of those politicians that you carry around in your pocket, like so many nickels and dimes.
Don Corleone: What is the interest for my family?
Sollozzo: Thirty percent. In the first year your end should be

three, four million dollars. And then it would go up.
Don Corleone: And what is the interest for the Tattalgia family?
Sollozzo: [smiles at Tom] My compliments.
[Hagen gives a formal nod]
Sollozzo: I'll take care of the Tattaglias, out of my share.
Don Corleone: So, I am to receive thirty percent

for finance, for legal protection and political influence. Is that what you're telling me?
Sollozzo: That's right.
Don Corleone: Why come to me? What have I done to deserve such generosity?
Sollozzo: If you consider a million dollars in cash merely finance...
[raises his glass]
Sollozzo: Te

salut, Don Corleone.
[the Don gets up to take a drink and sits closer to Sollozzo]
Don Corleone: I said that I would see you because I had heard that you were a serious man, to be treated with respect. But I must say no to you and let me give you my reasons. It's true I have a lot of friends in politics, but they wouldn't be so friendly if they knew my business was

drugs instead of gambling which they consider a harmless vice. But drugs, that's a dirty business.
Sollozzo: No, Don Corleone...
Don Corleone: It makes no difference, it don't make any difference to me what a man does for a living, you understand. But your business is a little dangerous.
Sollozzo: If you're worried about

security for your million, the Tattaglias will guarantee it.
Sonny: Whoa, now, you're telling me that the Tattaglias guarantee our investment without...?
Don Corleone: Wait a minute.
[the Don gives his son a cold stare, freezing Santino into silence. The others fidget with embarrassment at this outbreak, but Sollozzo looks slyly satisfied...]


Don Corleone: [dismissive] I have a sentimental weakness for my children and I spoil them, as you can see. They talk when they should listen. Anyway, Signor Sollozzo, my no to you is final. I want to congratulate you on your new business and I'm sure you'll do very well and good luck to you. Especially since your interests don't conflict with mine. Thank you.

[Sollozzo leaves]
Don Corleone: Santino, come here.
Don Corleone: What's the matter with you? I think your brain is going soft with all that comedy you are playing with that young girl. Never tell anyone outside the Family what you are thinking again. Go on.

Star Wars: Episode II - Attack of the Clones
Star Wars: Episode II - Attack of the Clones

[Anakin visits Watto's place on Tatooine. The following dialogue between Anakin and Watto is in Huttese]
Anakin Skywalker: Chut, chut, Watto.
[Excuse me, Watto]
Watto: Ke Booda?
[What?]
Watto: Di nova, "Chut, chut."
[I said, "Excuse me."]
Watto: [turns to his pit droids] Go ana

bopa!
[Translation: "Shut Down". The pit droids obey]
Anakin Skywalker: Ding mi chasa hopa.
[Translation: "Let me help you with that". Anakin starts to fidget with a piece of equipment]
Watto: Ke booda? Yo baan pee hota. No wega mi condorta. Kin chasa du Jedi. No bata tu tu.
[What? I don't know you... What can I do for you? You

look like a Jedi. Whatever it is... I didn't do it]
Anakin Skywalker: Mi boska di Shmi Skywalker.
[I'm looking for Shmi Skywalker]
Anakin Skywalker: [Watto eyes Anakin, and then Padme and starts speaking English]
Watto: Annie? Little Annie? Naaah!
[the piece of equipment Anakin has been tinkering with comes to

life]
Watto: You are Annie! It is you! Ya sure sprouted! Weehoo! A Jedi! Waddya know? Hey, maybe you couldda help wit some deadbeats who owe me a lot of money...
Anakin Skywalker: My mother...
Watto: Oh, yeah. Shmi... she's not mine no more. I sold her.
Anakin Skywalker: Sold her?

Watto: Years ago. Sorry, Annie, but you know, business is business. Sold her to a moisture farmer named Lars. Least I think it was Lars. Believe it or not, I heard he freed her and married her. Can ya beat that?
Anakin Skywalker: Do you know where they are?
Watto: Long way from here... someplace over on the other side of Mos Eisley,

I think...
Anakin Skywalker: I'd like to know.
Watto: Yeah... sure... absolutely. Let's go look in my records.

Transformers
Transformers

Optimus Prime: Our medical officer: Ratchet.
Ratchet: [sniffing] The boy's pheromone levels suggest he wants to mate with the female.
[Sam and Mikeala fidget embarassedly]

Planes, Trains & Automobiles
Planes, Trains & Automobiles

Del: You play with your balls a lot.
Neal: I do NOT play with my balls.
Del: Larry Bird doesn't do as much ball-handling in one night as you do in an hour!
Neal: Are you trying to start a fight?
Del: No. I'm simply stating a fact. That's all. You fidget with your nuts a lot.

Neal: You know what'd make me happy?
Del: Another couple of balls, and an extra set of fingers?