Quotes About Banter

Mike only laughed. "'Methinks the lady doth protest too much.'" Gigi - "Methinks that is the only Shakespeare line thou doth know.

I think she's pulling your leg about something. She's a married girl, isn't she?' 'Yes.' 'I thought she was. You'd never know it. If I was her husband, I'd smack her behind... How about you?' 'Yes, I'd smack it too.' He drew in his lower lip in a silent guffaw. 'No, I mean, have you got a chap? Is that what she's smiling at? He's going to come and black my eye for me, is he?

Neve: 'Have I told you how much I hate you lately?' Celia: 'All the time and right back at you.

Maxilan, darling." Locke raised one eyebrow and smiled. "I knew you were driven, but I had no idea you could smoulder. Come, take me now! Jean won't mind; he'll avert his eyes like a gentleman.

Don Lorenzo and 'Master Eccari' fenced pleasantries for a few moments thereafter; Galdo eventually let himself be skewered with the politest possible version of 'Thanks, but piss off.

Hey," said Locke, scratching his stubble absently with his quill. "That sounds suspiciously like wisdom, damn your eyes. Why must you always flounce about being wiser than me?" "Doesn't require much conscious effort.

May they all be stricken with the screaming fire-shits." He sipped his

Wise in the ways of all such things is Jean Tannen," said Jean. "Wiser by far than most; especially most named Lamora." "Shut your fat, ugly, inarguably wiser face," said Locke.

But this is silly—we could sit here all night contrasting cock-lengths. I say mine is five feet long, you say yours is six, and shoots fire upon command.

Feeling human again?" said Locke. "this brew could make a dead eunuch piss lightnign" said Jean.

Q: What did the banana say to the vibrator? A: "Why are you shaking? I'm the one she's gonna eat.

I reckon I am a smart aleck, but it is just a way to pass the time.

Why do I get the feeling that if you give me a hard time, I'll tell all of our year-mates your family nickname is Meathead?

No you can't." "I can." "You can't." "Can!" "Can't!" An uncomfortable pause. Then Tom said: "What's your name?" "'Tisn't any of your business, maybe." "Well I 'low I'll MAKE it my business." "Well why don't you?" "If you say much, I will." "Much—much—MUCH. There now.

Say," said Ham Sandwich

Surely she had endured enough for one evening without having to listen to intelligent conversation?

Wine can be a better teacher than ink, and banter is often better than books

Late, Fry?' 'Really, sir? So am I.' 'Don't try to be clever, boy.' 'Very good, sir. How stupid would you like me to be? Very stupid or only slightly stupid?

Wine can be a wiser teacher than ink, and banter is often better than books.

I love to have battles of the wits with people that can dish fast and dirty - and it leads to problems occasionally, 'cause I can sound mean without attempting to be mean.

I wasn't kissing her, I was whispering in her mouth!

He grimaced. 'Jesus, for a girl who made tea for a living you make a terrible cup.' 'You're just used to lesbian tea,' I said. 'All that lapsang souchong herbal stuff.' 'Lesbian tea!' He almost choked. 'Well, it's better than this stair varnish. Christ. You could stand a spoon up in that.

Oh, lighten up, Clark. I'm the one having scalding hot air directed at my genitals.

I like your thinking." "I like your everything." "We seem to spend a lot of time talking rubbish to each other." "Well, I like that too.