Rafael Nadal
Rafael Nadal

If the plane moves, some turbulence, I am nervous flyer.

Samantha Bond
Samantha Bond

I'm an appalling flyer. I get very tense, although I no longer weep uncontrollably for no reason - I just sob if there's turbulence.

Seth Rollins
Seth Rollins

I don't see myself in the ring as a high flyer or brawler or technical guy, but I feel I can do everything, work with everybody, and bring out the best in different people.

Shashi Tharoor
Shashi Tharoor

Going abroad to study as a teenager, and joining the United Nations at 22, confirmed my ease with the world of the frequent flyer. I saw the average airport terminal as a familiar haven, like a friend's sitting room. But 9/11 changed all that.

Suzi Quatro
Suzi Quatro

I'm not a great flyer. It's ironic, since I'm in showbiz and have to fly at least twice a week. I try to sleep and blot it out.

Wade Barrett
Wade Barrett

It's difficult not to like Justin Gabriel when you see him in the ring. He's one of those guys like an Evan Bourne or a Rey Mysterio, a high flyer.

Fight Club
Fight Club

Tyler Durden: [1:01:50] Now, ancient people found their clothes got cleaner if they washed them at a certain spot in the river. You know why? Narrator: No. Tyler Durden: Human sacrifices were once made on the hills above this river. Bodies burnt, water speeded through the wood ashes to create lye. [holds up a bottle] Tyler

Durden: This is lye - the crucial ingredient. The lye combined with the melted fat of the bodies, till a thick white soapy discharge crept into the river. May I see your hand, please? [Tyler licks his lips until they're gleaming wet - he takes the Narrator's hand and kisses the back of it] Narrator: What is this? Tyler Durden: This... [pours the lye

on the Narrator's hand] Tyler Durden: ... is chemical burn.

Prisoners
Prisoners

Detective Loki: There's a bag of lye in your basement; it's half-empty... Your wife thinks you've been helping us... but we both know that's not true...
Keller Dover: I used the lye to bury our dog last year... And "helping a cop" sounds better than "I've been out driving around aimlessly in my truck 'cause I don't know what the fuck else to do."

Detective Loki: Is that what you were doing last Saturday night?
Keller Dover: Probably. Am I a suspect?
Detective Loki: No, I'm only asking... I'm only asking because your assaulted man has gone missing.
Keller Dover: [pauses] I heard about that. What happened? I thought you had him under surveillance.

Detective Loki: [Stammers] I'm gonna assume you're asking because you have no idea.
Keller Dover: Yeah, well, I didn't think it was something I could get away with.
Detective Loki: It's not...
Keller Dover: They skip town, this asshole is guilty. Oh, it couldn't be that, right? 'Cause then it'd be your fault,

right?
Detective Loki: Mr. Dover... Mr. Dover.
Keller Dover: What?
Detective Loki: You need to take care of yourself and your wife. That's the best thing you can do right now. That little girl is gonna need you when she comes home.
Keller Dover: Kids gone for more than a week... have half as good a

chance of being found. And half for a month, almost none are found alive, alright? So, forgive me for doing everything I can to f...
Detective Loki: You know what? It hasn't been a fucking week.
Keller Dover: You're right.
[Overlapping]
Keller Dover: Day fucking six!
Detective Loki: No.

[Overlapping]
Detective Loki: It hasn't been a fucking week!
Keller Dover: Day six.
[Eyes well with tears]
Keller Dover: And every day, she's wondering why I'm not there to fucking rescue her! Do you understand that? Me, not you! Not you! But me! EVERY DAY!
Detective Loki: All right...

Keller Dover: SO, FORGIVE ME FOR NOT GOING HOME TO GET A GOOD NIGHT'S REST!
[pauses as he looks at Detective Loki, breathing heavily in anger; he begins repeatedly bashing his fist against the dashboard]
Keller Dover: AND WHY DIDN'T YOU LOOK FOR MY FUCKING DAUGHTER? MOTHERFUCKING...
Keller Dover: Hey, hey, hey, hey...

[Calmly reaches his hand to Keller's shoulder to calm him down]
Keller Dover: [Sharply recoils from Detective Loki's hand, which is by his shoulder] Don't follow me.
Detective Loki: Mr. Dover, Mr. Dover...
[Keller sighs and turns to him]
Detective Loki: You don't think I'm gonna let you get behind the wheel after you've

been drinking, do you?
Keller Dover: [Opens the car door] I'm gonna walk. You look for my daughter.
[Slams the car door shut]