Russian (русский язык, russkiy yazyk, pronounced [ˈruskʲɪj jɪˈzɨk]) is a Slavic language spoken primarily in Russia, Belarus, Kazakhstan, and Kyrgyzstan. It is an unofficial but widely spoken language in Ukraine, Moldova, Latvia, Estonia, and to a lesser extent, the other countries that were once constituent republics of the USSR. Russian belongs to the family of Indo-European languages and is one of three living members of the East Slavic languages. Written examples of Old East Slavonic are attested from the 10th century onwards.
It is the most geographically widespread language of Eurasia and the most widely spoken of the Slavic languages. It is also the largest native language in Europe, with 144 million native speakers in Russia, Ukraine and Belarus. Russian is the 8th most spoken language in the world by number of native speakers and the 4th by total number of speakers. The language is one of the six official languages of the United Nations.
Russian distinguishes between consonant phonemes with palatal secondary articulation and those without, the so-called soft and hard sounds. This distinction is found between pairs of almost all consonants and is one of the most distinguishing features of the language. Another important aspect is the reduction of unstressed vowels, which is somewhat similar to that of English. Stress, which is unpredictable, is not normally indicated orthographically though an optional acute accent (знак ударения, znak udareniya) may be used to mark stress (such as to distinguish between homographic words, for example замо́к (meaning lock) and за́мок (meaning castle), or to indicate the proper pronunciation of uncommon words or names).
Plot
FATALIS is a story about Milo, a young man living in New York City, who finds himself at a crossroads. Working as a late night cab driver in 1990, Milo silently plays the hand that society deals him and drives the empty streets alone. While dealing with prejudices due to his Croatian roots, Milo struggles to improve his surroundings and avoid a life of crime. One night, Milo meets Alina, an all around American girl turned prostitute, who takes a liking to Milo. As Milo and Alina form an unexpected romance, Milo's idealistic views fog his opinion to Alina's way of life. Milo is faced with the choice of either following his true self or his true love.
Alina: Surprise. The hooker has a pimp.
Paul Magor: Hmm... yes. I like you. We are friends.
Plot
In the near future when people become uninterested in boxing and similar sports, a new sport is created - Robot boxing wherein robots battle each other while being controlled by someone. Charlie Kenton, a former boxer who's trying to make it in the new sport, not only doesn't do well, he is very deeply in the red. When he learns that his ex, mother of his son Max, dies, he goes to figure out what to do with him. His ex's sister wants to take him in but Charlie has first say in the matter. Charlie asks her husband for money so he can buy a new Robot in exchange for turning Max over to them. He takes Max for the summer. And Max improves his control of his robot. But when the robot is destroyed, they go to a scrap yard to get parts. Max finds an old generation robot named Atom and restores him. Max wants Atom to fight but Charlie tells him he won't last a round. However, Atom wins. And it isn't long before Atom is getting major bouts. Max gets Charlie to teach Atom how to fight, and the father and son bond strenghtens.
Keywords: absent-father, announcer, audience, bare-chested-male, based-on-short-story, bet, boxing, boxing-gym, boxing-match, boxing-movie
If you get one shot, make it real.
Courage is stronger than steel.
Champions aren't born. They're made.
Ricky: Your friend's a real dirtbag, kid.::[throws dirt at him]::Max Kenton: He's my father!::[looks at Charlie]::Ricky: Well, looks like a little less than an inch of your life. Right, buddy?
Charlie Kenton: I don't want your money, Marvin.
Bailey Tallet: 1200 miles for a kiss.::Charlie Kenton: Worth it. So worth it.
Max Kenton: Holy shit, it's Tak Mashido.
Max Kenton: So what do we do?::Charlie Kenton: We fight smart, be patient and pray. Seriously, pray!
Charlie Kenton: What do you want from me?::Max Kenton: I want you to fight for me! That's all I ever wanted!
Charlie Kenton: You know you're taking him home in pieces.::Max Kenton: We'll see.
Max Kenton: We can't win, can we?::Charlie Kenton: We'll see.
Max Kenton: Shut up! You're not helping!::Charlie Kenton: Actually, I think I am.
Charlie Kenton: I really need the money.::Max Kenton: I know. Let's work.
Plot
Jack Mosley, a burnt-out detective, is assigned the unenviable task of transporting a fast-talking convict from jail to a courthouse 16 blocks away. However, along the way he learns that the man is supposed to testify against Mosley's colleagues, and the entire NYPD wants him dead. Mosley must choose between loyalty to his colleagues and protecting the witness, and never has such a short distance seemed so long...
Keywords: african-american, alcoholic, alleyway, ambulance, angel-food-cake, angel-food-cake-recipe, assassin, attempted-murder, bakery, bandaged-hand
For a New York cop and his witness, the distance between life and death just got very short.
1 Witness... 118 Minutes...
[last lines]::Eddie Bunker: Happy birthday, Jack.
[Jack gets out of the car and walks into a liquor store]::Eddie Bunker: Yo, it ain't Miller time, man!
Jack Mosley: You're a sunny little shit, I'll give you that much.
Frank Nugent: Fuck the truth!
Frank Nugent: [Reloading weapon] You know, when I woke up this morning, I didn't expect to be trading nine millies with my friend.
Frank Nugent: [after catching Jack and telling him to drop his weapon] Can't get lucky all the time.::Eddie Bunker: [sneaking up behind Frank with a gun] You can be smart every day, though.
Jack Mosley: Days change, seasons change, people don't change.
Jack Mosley: Oh yea, you give the car keys to your best friend and you let him take the old lady to the hospital. You stay at the bus stop with the girl because she's the girl of your dreams, right? So everything is going to be ok.
Frank Nugent: [after the shootout in Chinatown, Nugent is talking to Mosley through the door] You still there, Jack?::Jack Mosley: Yeah, I'm still here.
Jack Mosley: Never met your sister?::Eddie Bunker: No.::Jack Mosley: Wow.::Eddie Bunker: So I'm going out to Seattle to meet her. I'm looking forward...::Jack Mosley: Maybe she turns out to look like Angelina Jolie.::Eddie Bunker: Shit, if she do, I hope she ain't my sister.
Either you're with him... or you're dead.
You're either on his side... or you're dead!
Jack Foster: [Jack is holding a martial art class] So the idea of dim mak or any kind of internal technique, is not to hurt others, but to help others. Dim mak can be used to heal people, it can be used to kill people. This is the nature of chi. Chi can be used in striking for just external...... or internal. If you go to the internal organs, you'll do great damage. External, you can just move them a little bit. [demonstrates on a student, hits him in the stomach and the student is pushed back a bit] Or you can go internal. [demonstrates on a water melon]
Amanda Foster: Is it true we're gonna see horses there?::Jack Foster: Yeah! We are gonna see horses. We might even see your mama's horse.::Amanda Foster: Cool!
Jack Foster: I lost a wife, she lost a mother.
Ambassador Cochran: The next time something goes wrong, I better know about it half a heartbeat after you do.
Jack Foster: Life is all about exchange, you know? Life is always a tradeoff. I got something they want, they got something I want.
Ambassador Cochran: I'm sorry you got yourself dragged into this shit. I know you've been out of the game a long time. Things are different for you now, and I believe Harry was right. You just want to get your daughter back.::Jack Foster: That's it. That's all.
Jack Foster: It ain't over til the wolf howls.
Ambassador Cochran: [to Jack] At least you know I was good for something. Like my word.
Jack Foster: I'm done talking.
Jack's Girlfriend: [Jack is busy with his laptop and his girlfriend is standing behind him in a bathrobe] Are you ignoring me?::Jack Foster: Why shouldn't I ignore you?::Jack's Girlfriend: [She drops her bathrobe and is all nude] Got it?::Jack Foster: [Jack smiles] Oh, yeah. I got it.
Timing Is Everything.
[from trailer]::John Tuliver: Places to go. People To Kill.
Alexsie Kutchinov: We have a saying in my country - don't blame the baker, when the butcher bakes the bread.::John Tuliver: What the hell does that mean?::Alexsie Kutchinov: It means you're fucked.
Plot
In this sequel, Scott Wylde, an American kickboxer, must go to Cambodia to rescue his Vietnamese girlfriend from Russian and Vietnamese troops.
Keywords: action-hero, ak-47, ambush, battle, beretta, blood, blood-spatter, brawl, buddhist-monk, cambodia
It's not a rematch, it's war!
Bounty Hunter: [presses gun against Scott's chest] Don't Move!::Scott Wylde: [raises hands] Hey man, I'm a statue.
Scott Wylde: Hey, man, drugs are a deadly trip, you know?
Scott Wylde: [attempts to claim his change from a pay phone at the airport] Ahh, I hope you choke on it.
Scott Wylde: Nice chow and no bounty hunters, huh? That's the last time I'm having dinner with you.
Terry: What I meant, and what I implied, are two different things.
Scott Wylde: Let's see what he can afford.
Mac Jarvis: [after handing Scott his blade] You just made the endangered species list.
Scott Wylde: I'm looking for my friend Mac.
Mac Jarvis: We're in a deep hole - we're gonna need a packed hand to get out of it.::Scott Wylde: How about... a royal flush! [kicks a cauldron of boiling water into the bad guys]
Scott Wylde: You speak the language pree-TTy good... now what did you say to him?
Plot
In this sequel, Scott Wylde, an American kickboxer, must go to Cambodia to rescue his Vietnamese girlfriend from Russian and Vietnamese troops.
Keywords: action-hero, ak-47, ambush, battle, beretta, blood, blood-spatter, brawl, buddhist-monk, cambodia
It's not a rematch, it's war!
Bounty Hunter: [presses gun against Scott's chest] Don't Move!::Scott Wylde: [raises hands] Hey man, I'm a statue.
Scott Wylde: Hey, man, drugs are a deadly trip, you know?
Scott Wylde: [attempts to claim his change from a pay phone at the airport] Ahh, I hope you choke on it.
Scott Wylde: Nice chow and no bounty hunters, huh? That's the last time I'm having dinner with you.
Terry: What I meant, and what I implied, are two different things.
Scott Wylde: Let's see what he can afford.
Mac Jarvis: [after handing Scott his blade] You just made the endangered species list.
Scott Wylde: I'm looking for my friend Mac.
Mac Jarvis: We're in a deep hole - we're gonna need a packed hand to get out of it.::Scott Wylde: How about... a royal flush! [kicks a cauldron of boiling water into the bad guys]
Scott Wylde: You speak the language pree-TTy good... now what did you say to him?