The Edmondson Blog

I’ll be back.

E.T. phone home.

It's alive! It's alive!

I want to be alone.

Bond. James Bond.

Shaken, not stirred.

Hasta la vista, baby.

H-e-e-e-r-e’s Johnny!

Go ahead, make my day.

Here’s looking at you, kid.

I’ll have what she’s having.

May the Force be with you.

Houston, we have a problem.

Made it, Ma! Top of the world!

After all, tomorrow is another day!

Play it, Sam. Play As Time Goes By.

Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn.

I love the smell of napalm in the morning.

He’s not the Messiah, he’s a very naughty boy.

Why don’t you come up sometime and see me?

I’m going to make him an offer he can’t refuse.

Toto, I’ve got a feeling we’re not in Kansas anymore.

Well, here’s another nice mess you’ve gotten me into!

Mrs. Robinson, you’re trying to seduce me. Aren’t you?

Surely you can’t be serious! – I am serious … and don't call me Shirley.

Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine.

You've got to ask yourself one question: “Do I feel lucky?” Well, do ya, punk?

Mama always said life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you’re gonna get.

A census taker once tried to test me. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice Chianti.