Arnold J. Toynbee
Arnold J. Toynbee

Of the twenty-two civilizations that have appeared in history, nineteen of them collapsed when they reached the moral state the United States is in now.

Gary Lineker
Gary Lineker

Football is a simple game. Twenty-two men chase a ball for 90 minutes and at the end, the Germans always win.

Kyle Hill
Kyle Hill

The recipe for a human doesn't fill up a shopping list as you may suspect. Just twenty-two elements can describe almost all of the molecules that are, at this moment, you.

Marjorie Liu
Marjorie Liu

I don't write fight scenes in comics all that well. I think they're a waste of space unless they can move a story forward in some compelling fashion. You've only got twenty-two pages to work with. Why throw that away on a set of meaningless punches?

Matt Dillon
Matt Dillon

When I was twenty-two it was a lot harder to get hurt by women. It was easier for me to, you know, cheat on a girlfriend. I can't lie like that anymore.

Robert B. Weide
Robert B. Weide

I am a little wary of entering another situation where I would just be another director for hire and I've been doing this in one form or another since I was twenty-two doing documentaries for PBS and HBO.

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Jake Sully: [Narrating] In cryo, you don't dream at all. It doesn't *feel* like six years - more like a fifth of Tequila and an ass kicking. Tommy was a scientist, not me. He was the one who wanted to get shot light years out in space to find the answers.
Jake Sully: Are we there yet?
Cryo Vault Med Tech: Yeah, we're there

sunshine... We're there.
[Scene changes to morgue]
Suit #2: It's about your brother...
Jake Sully: [Narrating] So a week before he was about to ship out... a guy with a gun ends his journey... for the paper in his wallet.
Cryo Vault Med Tech: You've been in cryo for five years, nine months and twenty-two days. You will

be hungry, you will be weak. If you feel nausea, please use the...
Jake Sully: [Narrating] Yeah, Tommy was the scientist. Me? I'm just another dumb grunt goin' some place he's gonna regret.

No Country for Old Men
No Country for Old Men

Anton Chigurh: What's the most you ever lost on a coin toss?
Gas Station Proprietor: Sir?
Anton Chigurh: The most. You ever lost. On a coin toss.
Gas Station Proprietor: I don't know. I couldn't say.
[Chigurh flips a quarter from the change on the counter and covers it with his hand]

Anton Chigurh: Call it.
Gas Station Proprietor: Call it?
Anton Chigurh: Yes.
Gas Station Proprietor: For what?
Anton Chigurh: Just call it.
Gas Station Proprietor: Well, we need to know what we're calling it for here.
Anton Chigurh: You

need to call it. I can't call it for you. It wouldn't be fair.
Gas Station Proprietor: I didn't put nothin' up.
Anton Chigurh: Yes, you did. You've been putting it up your whole life, you just didn't know it. You know what date is on this coin?
Gas Station Proprietor: No.
Anton Chigurh: 1958. It's been

traveling twenty-two years to get here. And now it's here. And it's either heads or tails. And you have to say. Call it.
Gas Station Proprietor: Look, I need to know what I stand to win.
Anton Chigurh: Everything.
Gas Station Proprietor: How's that?
Anton Chigurh: You stand to win everything. Call it.


Gas Station Proprietor: Alright. Heads then.
[Chigurh removes his hand, revealing the coin is indeed heads]
Anton Chigurh: Well done.
[the gas station proprietor nervously takes the quarter with the small pile of change he's apparently won while Chigurh starts out]
Anton Chigurh: Don't put it in your pocket, sir.

Don't put it in your pocket. It's your lucky quarter.
Gas Station Proprietor: Where do you want me to put it?
Anton Chigurh: Anywhere not in your pocket. Where it'll get mixed in with the others and become just a coin. Which it is.
[Chigurh leaves and the gas station proprietor stares at him as he walks out]

12 Angry Men
12 Angry Men

Juror #3: It's these kids - the way they are nowadays. When I was a kid I used to call my father, "Sir". That's right. "Sir". You ever hear a kid call his father that anymore?
Juror #8: Fathers don't seem to think it's important anymore.
Juror #3: [looking at him] You got any kids?
Juror #8: Three.

Juror #3: I got one. Twenty-two years old.
[takes photo from his wallet and shows it to Juror #8]
Juror #3: Aah. When he was nine years old he ran away from a fight. I saw it; I was so embarrassed I almost threw up. I said, "I'm gonna make a man outta you if I have to break you in two tryin'". And I made a man out of him. When he was sixteen, we had

a fight. Hit me in the jaw - a big kid. Haven't seen him for two years. Kids... work your heart out...

Logan
Logan

Logan: Who the fuck are you?
Donald Pierce: You know, you got some buckshot on your door. I hear you was in Phoenix. But then last night some friends of mine in Texas HP called, told me they found three dead cholos on a pullout at fifty-four. Not unusual I know. Except one was missing a hand another one a leg. So they was thinkin' it was either a escaped

tiger or Freddy Krueger. But not one of them could drive: one being fictional the other one extinct. And since the wheel lugs they found belonged to a twenty-two Chrysler... Well, this is a twenty-two Chrysler.
[pauses for a moment]
Donald Pierce: She found you yet? Gabriela?
[leans closer to Logan]
Donald Pierce: See... I'm not looking

for you Wolvie. Well, I'm really looking for someone who's looking for you. She took somethin' of mine when I wasn't lookin'. Something for which I'm responsible. Mexican lady. Has her sights on you now. Doesn't ring any bells?
Logan: I don't know any Gabriela, so get the fuck out of my car.
Donald Pierce: [offended] Ya know...
[leans even

closer to Logan]
Donald Pierce: I know whatchu hiding amigo. The old cueball south of the border.
Logan: What do you want?
Donald Pierce: A little co-operation.
[hands Logan a business card, then throws it to Logan when he doesn't take it]
Donald Pierce: I'm a fan, by the way.
[exits the

car]
Logan: [grabs the business card and finds out who Donald is] Fuck, fuck!