The Seventh Man (2008)

Actors

• Gary Kasper (producer)
• Gary Kasper (director)
• Gary Kasper (writer)
• Gary Kasper (actor)
• Rick Williamson (actor)
• Rick Williamson (director)
• Rick Williamson (writer)
• Rick Williamson (producer)
• Adoni Maropis (actor)
• Brian Oerly (actor)
• Tom Schultz (actor)
• Tom Schultz (producer)
• Regina McKee Redwing (producer)
• Regina McKee Redwing (actress)
• Danielle Rayne (actress)

Genres

• Action
• Horror
• Short

Snowden's Christmas (1999)

Actors

• Michael McKean (actor)
• Peter MacNicol (actor)
• Adam Shaheen (producer)
• Tim Snyder (director)

Genres

• Animation

Catch-22 (1970)

Actors

• Wayne Fitzgerald (miscellaneous crew)
• Orson Welles (actor)
• Martin Sheen (actor)
• Jon Voight (actor)
• Marcel Dalio (actor)
• Alan Arkin (actor)
• Martin Balsam (actor)
• Bob Balaban (actor)
• Buck Henry (actor)
• Buck Henry (writer)
• Austin Pendleton (actor)
• Mike Nichols (director)
• Anthony Perkins (actor)
• Bob Newhart (actor)
• Richard Benjamin (actor)

Genres

• Comedy
• War

Quotes:

1st Lt. Milo Minderbinder: What's good for M & M Enterprises will be good for the country.

General Dreedle: Get back in the car, you smirking slut!

Yossarian: Let me see if I've got this straight: in order to be grounded, I've got to be crazy and I must be crazy to keep flying. But if I ask to be grounded, that means I'm not crazy any more and I have to keep flying.

Yossarian: Is Orr crazy?::Dr. 'Doc' Daneeka: Of course he is. He has to be crazy to keep flying after all his close calls he's had.::Yossarian: Why can't you ground him?::Dr. 'Doc' Daneeka: I can, but first he has to ask me.::Yossarian: That's all he's gotta do to be grounded?::Dr. 'Doc' Daneeka: That's all.::Yossarian: Then you can ground him?::Dr. 'Doc' Daneeka: No. Then I cannot ground him.::Yossarian: Aah!::Dr. 'Doc' Daneeka: There's a CATCH?::Yossarian: A catch?::Dr. 'Doc' Daneeka: Sure. Catch-22. Anyone who wants to get out of combat isn't really crazy, so I can't ground him.::Yossarian: Ok, let me see if I've got this straight. In order to be grounded, I've got to be crazy. And I must be crazy to keep flying. But if I ask to be grounded, that means I'm not crazy anymore, and I have to keep flying.::Dr. 'Doc' Daneeka: You got it, that's Catch-22.::Yossarian: Whoo... That's some catch, that Catch-22.::Dr. 'Doc' Daneeka: It's the best there is.

[last lines]::[Yossarian leaps out of the hospital window, fleeing the base. Danby and Tappman watch from the window]::Danby: Yossarian!::Yossarian: I can do it, Danby!::Tappman: They'll catch you, they'll bring you back!::Yossarian: I can do it!::Danby: This is insane!::Yossarian: I can do it!::Tappman: What about your clothes?::Yossarian: They'll never recognize me without my uniform!::Danby: You'll be on the run with no friends! You'll live in constant danger of betrayal!::Yossarian: [laughs] I live that way now.::Danby: Yossarian, for God's sake, hurry up!::Yossarian: So long, Chaplain!::Tappman: How do you feel, Yossarian?::Yossarian: Fine... because I'm scared to death.::Danby: You'll have to keep on your toes every minute.::Yossarian: I'll keep on my toes.::Tappman: You'll have to jump.::Yossarian: I'll jump.::Tappman: JUMP!::[Yossarian jumps over a ditch and runs to the sea while inflating a life raft. He leaps into the sea, paddling furiously, and is gone]

Yossarian: Those bastards are trying to kill me.::1st Lt. Milo Minderbinder: No one is trying to kill you sweetheart. Now eat your dessert like a good boy.::Yossarian: Oh yeah? Then why are they shooting at me Milo?::Dobbs: They're shooting at everyone Yossarian.::Yossarian: And what difference does that make?::Dobbs: Look Yossarian, suppose, I mean just suppose everyone thought the same way you do.::Yossarian: Then I'd be a damn fool to think any different.

1st Lt. Milo Minderbinder: Nately died a wealthy man, Yossarian. He had over sixty shares in the syndicate.::Yossarian: What difference does that make? He's dead.::1st Lt. Milo Minderbinder: Then his family will get it.::Yossarian: He didn't have time to have a family.::1st Lt. Milo Minderbinder: Then his parents will get it.::Yossarian: They don't need it, they're rich.::1st Lt. Milo Minderbinder: Then they'll understand.

Dobbs: [Over the radio] Help him! Help him!::Yossarian: Help who?::Dobbs: Help the bombardier!::Yossarian: I'm the bombardier, I'm all right.::Dobbs: Then help HIM, help HIM!

Colonel Cathcart: You're a disgrace. I'd like to know how you got to be a Captain, anyway.::Yossarian: You promoted me.::Colonel Cathcart: That has got nothing to do with it.

Yossarian: The only friend I had was Snowden and I didn't know him.

The Pleasure Seekers (1920)

Actors

• Marguerite Clayton (actress)
• Frank Currier (actor)
• George Archainbaud (director)
• Webster Campbell (actor)
• Edward J. Montagne (writer)
• Lewis J. Selznick (miscellaneous crew)
• John Lynch (writer)
• Elaine Hammerstein (actress)
• James A. Furey (actor)

Genres

• Drama

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Snowden - Doves
• Filler Is Wasted - Snowden
• Kill The Power - Snowden
• Innocent Heathen - Snowden
• Come Around - Snowden
• Chin Up - Snowden
• Like Bullets - Snowden
• No Words No More - Snowden
• My Murmuring Darling - Snowden
• Victim Card - Snowden
• Time Of The Season (zombies) - Snowden
• Stop Your Bleeding - Snowden
• Sisters - Snowden
• Counterfeit Rules - Snowden
• Black Eyes - Snowden
• Good News - Snowden
• Anti Anti - Snowden

I said man, can you help me out?
Bring me back to love
Bring me back to life
Oh why should I care?
I said how, could you keep me out?
Without a wish to share
So without a doubt
Oh why should I care?
Well we have been warned
It's a classic sign
It's a wicked mind
With an axe to grind
Oh when is it our, our turn
So why should we care, care, care?
Yeah we have been warned
It's a classic sign
Why should we care?
If this is our last summer
Oh then why should we care?
If this could be our last summer

here you sit across from me
you wear your heart upon your sleeve
you say your colors don't mean a thing
and that means a lot to me
I'm losing patience, and my filler is wasted
this place gets in my eyes my clothes my nose
I try to hear your voice through the drone but I don't
it's been this way for some time
the shoe don't fit but I still try
will I ever catch myself in my own lie
I'm losing patience, and my filler is wasted
you're not lost, you're not lonely
perhaps that's why you own me
you're not lost, you're not lonely
and maybe that's the only
reason I try
you sit and smile simply
saying your garden and your flat
and your life are complete
I want it simple like that
I want your life I want your garden
I want your flat

The cities brown with the corporate decay.
There's no water for my lips much less for may face.
They say 'quiet or we'll take it away', but it was never
ours anyway.
We are small men, tend to your gardens,
light up your houses, for new years and Christmas.
The sun is rising on our red stained shirts,
none of them are coming down,
none of us are coming up, we've got to
kill the power,
kill the power... with their own hands.
Something wrong has come over this crowd,
through all the furrowed brows I can't smell the flowers.
Step out of the ranks and you'll see
there is only a uniform between you and me brother.
I had a dream that the house was on fire
and you were the only one in it.
I had a dream that the house was on fire
and I was the one who started it.

it's nothing big to keep the lights on
somehow it's pretty to see them
'cuz no one else will she feeds them
she's such an innocent heathen
there are such better ways to fix things
and they're soft
and I have trouble remembering
she doesn't mind to take her clothes off
she missed the Garden of Eden
and now the devil is your best friend
the lake of fire feels like cool wind
she shakes your soul up through the ceiling

I've been silenced by my angry brothers
I've been pushed into line by the pushers and shovers
I've been made into filth by selfish lovers
So don't even bother letting me under your covers
come around you'll come around
come around you'll come around
and it'sad, I know but look how far we've come
Take everyone with a grain of salt
Does that really make you better off?
Look me in the eyes and tell me the truth
Where went the beauty of our youth?
I hope your assumptions are paying off.
come around you'll come around
come around you'll come around
It's spring time for growing
so let's get going let's get going
and I'm glad we know

I'm throwing away the cameras cause there's nothing good
to remember
I stopped loving you years ago, but lately, that's how it
goes
"they gave up" get over yourselves, "they gave up"
"they gave up" get over yourselves, get over yourselves
they try to pick you up, but you keep getting stuck
but chin up it's getting better at least you're not
starving
chin up, it's getting better so quit complaining
Build laundromats to replace the burning church
And buy us more cars instead of responsibility
You can pass the blame with the passing of your name
or you can drop your baggage
You won't be held responsible for anything, you poor,
poor things
so chin up it's getting better at least you're not
starving

it's silent here it's violent you know
looking down from these dirty windows
I push the pull too but when I see you move
I know it's just business as usual
we can walk like bullets and talk like bullets
in and out your face but you'll never notice
you are god and goddess of sex and stress
wasted on organization in excess
and you got lost in a cycle of no progress
just rinse, repeat, remind and forget
we can walk like bullets and talk like bullets
in and out your face but you'll never notice
yeah they stole your attention with that static screen
and I tried to steal it back but there was nothing left
and it took too many lies to satisfy your eyes

Even the laziest devil
Sits on your youth and you cry
He watches your mistakes
Until the day you die
And then someone appears to assist you
This one puts a different doubt in your mind
No words, no words, no words no more
No words, no words, no words no reasons why
No words, no words, no words no more
I need no words, no words, no words no reasons why
Some people like to swim in pools under blue sky
Some people further down the road than you and I
They like the blue light, the light I always find
Some people further down the road than you and I
They say: no words, no words, no words no more
No words, no words, no words no reasons why
No words, no words, no words no more

this wasnt supposed to be a test
of will or years of patience
but when you opened your mouth
and still nothing came out
I was speechless
youve got a million things upon your nightstand
oh I hate them
but it was in the pill
I am swallowing still
'cause I messed up, yeah I messed up
keep the lights on so I can remember why I came
sometimes I doubt you my murmuring darling
in the bloodlines, in the straight lines
on the sidewalk in the palm of your hand
I mumble through
and you talk through me and its hard
the lights, the lights they might
have brought me to the rocks here, where I am sinking
but its all in the pill I am trying to cough up
'cause I messed up, yeah I messed up
keep the lights on so I can remember why I came

From the pages to your head you give up
on trying to make things make sense
We've been losing for quite some time now
playing the victim card
The temptations, the sin, if we lay down, they will win
We are all that stands
It may look like blind hate from the enemies of the state
playing the victim card
So bind your sisters' hands for we will be away
for quite some time
across the desert sands and all across the land

It's the time of the season
When the love runs high
In this time, give it to me easy
And let me try
With pleasured hands
To take you and the sun to
Promised lands
To show you every one
It's the time of the season for loving
What's your name?
(What's your name?)
Who's your daddy?
(Who's your daddy? He rich?)
Is he rich like me?
Has he taken
(Has he taken)
Any time
(Any time to show)
To show you what you need to live?
Tell it to me slowly
Tell you what?
I really want to know
It's the time of the season for loving
What's your name?
(What's your name?)
Who's your daddy?
(Who's your daddy? He rich?)
Is he rich like me?
Has he taken
(Has he taken)
Any time
(Any time to show)
To show you what you need to live?
Tell it to me slowly
Tell you what?
I really want to know

well I don't have a symphony
but I'll lick your heart with my fingers
you get caught in the details
you get caught in the big picture
I am sleeping on your doorstep
I am waiting with you smiling overhead
well I tried to paint you yellow
with some leaves down in the park
with some songs your mother sang
when the love was unconditional
and maybe that's the problem
that I can't promise anything
a girl in a window in soho
I'm a beggar underneath that you won't know
a princess in a window in soho
but the prince comes to the window and it's closed
a halo in a window in soho
when the sinner came knocking you sent him home
I used to think all it would take was some time
but now I know you're a waste of my time
stop your bleeding now
you said no leaving
I can break you apart with my hands
I can build you back into something else
make your face into a cake, honey yes I can
a girl in a window in soho
I'm a beggar underneath that you won't know
a princess in a window in soho
but the prince comes to the window and it's closed
a halo in a window in soho
when the sinner came knocking you sent him home
I used to think all it would take was some time
but now I know you're a waste of my time
stop your bleeding now

God grant you what you need
shine the light on your blisters
from your head down to your feet
so many ways to break a man
with the food or the fall
so many ways to break a man
but one is not to touch him at all
you never knew one could plant a seed
in the frozen ground from across the street
I am here to bring you peace
I'll keep you alive, keep you alive
when His light will not suffice
and I'll never bring you to your knees
so many ways to break a man
with the food or the fall
so many ways to break a man

I want to say my peace, I hope that it sinks in
I want to flatten your crease, I want to make you bend
I want to show you how you lose
when the bottom falls out they'll sell you out
those counterfeit men and their counterfeit rules
I trust myself and I trust you
but not, but not
I've seen them line you up
I've seen them run you down
I've seen you be their crutch
and I've seen you be their clown
I'm gonna show you how you lose
you play the game you wear the noose
of those counterfeit men and their counterfeit rules
you've seen them on tv
with their bombs and their death rays
and they tell you the only thing to fear
is that devil and his gay plague
I'm gonna show you how you lose
I trust myself and I trust you
but not counterfeit men or their counterfeit rules
when the bottom falls out they'll sell you out
you play the game you wear the noose
I trust myself and I trust you

walking by the concourse
lit by the glow of a streetlight
held up by hallowed ground
and cigarettes flicking all around
in your black eyes
I hoped that I would find
that you were hiding
you were hiding something
walked into the concourse
at the end of the tunnel were my dim lit saviors
all raucous and full of glam
but not the kind that I left uptown
and you looked dark and pensive
as your heels hit the floor to the blaring Division
but you didn't have much to say
but you were beautiful anyway
in your black eyes
I hoped that I would find
that you were hiding
hiding something
but in your black eyes
lit by the glow of a streetlight
you were hiding
you were hiding something
deep inside the concourse
I learned of the fuel of the celebration
seemed the saviors were down with it
even you had your nose in it
deep inside the concourse
I longed for a difference in the conversation
but underneath the swinging model hair
were the words I hear everywhere
in your black eyes
I hoped you were hiding
in your black eyes you were hiding
you were hiding nothing at all
don't want to sing it now

Good news, there was no room in hell.
So though you did not keep your promises,
neither did anyone else.
From the first catch of your eyes,
there was little or nothing implied.
Sorry you mistook...what we're all learning.
It used to break my heart but it doesn't anymore.
It used to break my heart but it doesn't anymore.
I won't hold my breath, I won't hold my breath while you
settle the score.
Every man for himself and everyones the same.
Staring off into space and caring less if you came.
I want to slow down.
I want to slow down.
It used to break my heart but it doesn't anymore.
It used to break my heart but it doesn't anymore.

I huff gasoline from your shirt
and blur the questions that no one could ever answer
I empty my head of all that I know
seems like the best view is the one from below
we are anti-movements, we are anti-anti
one time we believed but now we dont even try
and I cant cut a rug, without my fashion drugs
inebriation leads revelation
gettin down in the town that makes no sound
you say there's nothing wrong but I dont hear it
I will burn your love letters in a parking deck
where I have harbored great things that I will never
confess
we keep fresh paint on the countenance
now we keep it simple but make it more complex
we are anti-movements, we are anti-anti
one time we believed but now its pass and clich
and she'll say anything to make you move again