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Zakir Abdul Karim Naik (Urdu: ذاکر عبدالکریم نائیک; born 18 October 1965) is an Indian public speaker on the subject of Islam and comparative religion. He is the founder and president of the Islamic Research Foundation (IRF), a non-profit organisation that owns the Peace TV channel based in Dubai, UAE. He is sometimes referred to as a televangelist. Before becoming a public speaker, he trained as a doctor. He has written two booklets on Islam and comparative religion. He is regarded as an exponent of the Salafi ideology; he places a strong emphasis on individual scholarship and the rejection of "blind Taqlid", which has led him to repudiate the relevance of sectarian or Madh'hab designations, all the while reaffirming their importance.
Zakir Abdul Karim Naik was born on 18 October 1965 in Mumbai, India. He attended St. Peter's High School in Mumbai. Later he enrolled at Kishinchand Chellaram College, before studying medicine at Topiwala National Medical College and Nair Hospital and later the University of Mumbai, where he obtained a Bachelor of Medicine and Surgery (MBBS). His wife, Farhat Naik, works for the women's section of the IRF.
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Iconoclastic, take-no-prisoners cop John McClane, for the first time, finds himself on foreign soil after traveling to Moscow to help his wayward son Jack - unaware that Jack is really a highly-trained CIA operative out to stop a nuclear weapons heist. With the Russian underworld in pursuit, and battling a countdown to war, the two McClanes discover that their opposing methods make them unstoppable heroes.
Keywords: action-hero, airplane, airport, ak-47, american-abroad, anti-hero, armored-car, arms-dealer, assassin, assault-rifle
Yippee Ki-Yay Mother Russia
Like father. Like son. Like hell!
John McClane: [mocking his son] The 007 of Plainfield, New Jersey. Very nice.
John McClane: Need a hug?::Jack McClane: We're not a hugging family.::John McClane: Damn straight!
John McClane: Me and my boy here, we're gonna put a whuppin' on ya!
Jack McClane: Certain death.::John McClane: Like your mother's cooking.
Alik: Do you know what I hate about the Americans? Everything. Especially cowboys.
Komarov: [from trailer] You're crazy.::John McClane: A little bit.
Jack McClane: [looking out the window] John!::John McClane: What do you got?::Jack McClane: A big old bird!
Jack McClane: Hang on, John!
John McClane: [as they gear up] You got a plan?::Jack McClane: Not really. I kinda thought we would just wing it, you know. Running in, guns blazing! Make it up as we go.
John McClane: [during a shoot out] You remember the last time we talked just before you went away?::Jack McClane: Ah no. No! No, no, you're not gonna open up to me before we die. That's not your thing, John.::John McClane: What's my thing?::Jack McClane: Fucking killing bad guys, that's your thing!::John McClane: [preparing to return fire] You're not gonna die today.
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Aliza, a live window store model, begins work at a fashion boutique in a crowded outdoor mall. On her first day, Aliza encounters Campbell, a goofy mall employee who eats his lunch on the bench outside her store window. In Aliza's hesitation to form a connection with the outside world, the two develop a unique friendship through the glass that separates them.
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In Los Angeles, a meteor bringing some sort of disease falls on a group of homeless and turns them into flesh eater zombies. Meanwhile, two rival gangs are dealing drugs with an intermediary in an old warehouse without knowing that there is a stake out of the LAPD of the whole operation. When the policemen are ready to arrest the criminals, they are attacked by the hunger zombies in the beginning of a nightmarish night.
Keywords: biblical-prophecy, eaten-alive, gore, meteor-shower, post-apocalypse, racial-slur, spurting-blood, street-gang, undercover-cop, weatherman
Die Hard Or...Rot
Terror takes to the streets.
Mac T: You think this is the first time I've had a gun in my face?::Santos: No, but it's the first time someone's used the trigger!
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Blade is a day-walking vampire hunter. When the Vampire Nation hatches a plan to frame Blade in a series of brutal killings, he must join forces with the Nightstalkers, a clan of human vampire hunters, in an extreme battle in which the trail of blood leads directly to the notorious vampire legend, Dracula.
Keywords: 2000s, action-hero, archery, arrow-catching, automatic-pistol, bare-chested-male-bondage, based-on-comic, based-on-comic-book, bitten-in-the-throat, blade
Where it began so it shall end.
The final hunt begins.
He's fought the forces of darkness alone...until now.
Hannibal King: [after breaking in through the window] Evening, ladies.
[after Hannibal sends the vampire dogs plummeting out the high-rise's window]::Jarko Grimwood: Hey, dick-face. You seen my dog?::Hannibal King: Have you tried the lobby?
Hannibal King: Her name is Danica Talos. You met her earlier. And unlike typical vampires, her fangs are located in her vagina.::[uncomfortable pause]::Hannibal King: Moving on...
Hannibal King: [after watching Blade casually kill a familiar] You know, at some point, you, uh, you might wanna consider sitting down with somebody. You know, have a little share time? Kick back. Get in touch with your inner child, that sorta thing. Also, just a thought, but you might wanna consider blinking once in a while.::[Blade stops and slowly turns to look at Hannibal]::Hannibal King: I'm sorry, I, uh... I ate a lot of sugar today.
Hannibal King: We're still trying to sort out fact from fiction when it comes to Dracula. Turning into mist? Kinda doubt it. But general shape-shifting? Maybe.::Hedges: Not into a bat or a wolf or anything like that, but, another human, uh, with practice, could be possible. Because he wouldn't have a-a traditional skeletal structure. Something more like a snake's, with thousands of, uh, tiny bones, and...::Hannibal King: I have a - I have a question about that, Hedges. Have you ever been laid?::Hedges: Many times... with ladies.
Hannibal King: [to Danica, as she is dying from the Daystar Plague] Hang in there, kitten. I'll get help.
Danica Talos: The world's changed since your time. The humans have a new hunter... Blade.
Abraham Whistler: Congratulations, you're famous. Somebody nailed us. Faces all over the papers, televisions. Media's eating it up.::Blade: Like I care.::Abraham Whistler: Well, you should. Somethin' like this, takin' out a human, as far as the rest of the world is concerned, you're public enemy #1.::Blade: Didn't notice it was a popularity contest.
Ray Cumberland: Say, how many people have you killed, Blade? Thirty? Forty? Fifty?::Blade: One thousand, one hundred and eighty two. But they were all familiars.
Blade: You're not immortal. I musta heard hundreds of you rodents make the same claim. Each one of them has tasted the end of my sword.::Dracula: Perhaps I will too, then. But I think it is more likely the next time we meet, you fall before *mine*.
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Four ordinary kids face the extraordinary fact that a superhero really did exist in their city. The Silver Shadow is a forgotten crusader who waged a solitary war against crime and wrongdoing in the city 50 years ago. The kids discover a recording of the Silver Shadow's mind - an artificial intelligence the hero constructed in case he ever lost his fight against evil. The recording has a single purpose: to recruit a replacement. For our four kids, it's an opportunity of a lifetime - to learn and implement the Silver Shadow's heroic powers. They embark upon a bizarre double life - school kids by day, fledgling superheroes by night.
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The film follows the life of famous 1970s runner Steve Prefontaine from his youth days in Oregon to the University of Oregon where he worked with the legendary coach Bill Bowerman, later to Olympics in Munich and his early death at 24 in a car crash.
Keywords: airplane, american-flag, applause, archive-footage, athlete, athletic-field, athletics, auto-accident, bar, bartender
Pre-The Way he Competed...The Way he Lives his Life
PRE. The way he competed. The way he lived his life.
Believe in yourself.
Steve Prefontaine: I don't want to win unless I know I've done my best, and the only way I know how to do that is to run out front, flat out until I have nothing left. Winning any other way is chicken-shit.
Steve Prefontaine: I'd like to work it out so that at the end, it's a pure guts race. If it is, I'm the only one who can win it.
Steve Prefontaine: I can endure more pain than anyone you've ever met. That's why I can beat anyone I've ever met.
Steve Prefontaine: Bill, has it ever occurred to you that there's such a thing as overcoaching?::Bill Bowerman: Yeah... I'm against it.
Mary Marckx: You ran great in Munich.::Steve Prefontaine: No, Viren ran great, I was fourth.
Bill Bowerman: Know what your problem is, Pre? Vanity!::Steve Prefontaine: Vanity?::Bill Bowerman: Yes, vanity, Pre! Your belief that you have no talent is the ultimate vanity. If you have no talent then you have no limits, it's all an act of will. Your heart can probably pump more blood than anyone else's on earth, and that takes talent. The bones in your feet are so strong, it'd take a sledgehammer to break 'em. Be thankful for your limits, Pre, they're about as limitless as they get in this life.
Mary Marckx: Do you believe in God?::Steve Prefontaine: I believe in myself.
Bill Bowerman: All my life, man and boy, I've operated under the assumption that the main idea in running was to win the race. Naturally, when I became a coach I tried to teach people how to do that. Tried to teach Pre how to do that. Tried like hell to teach Pre to do that. And Pre taught me. Taught me I was wrong. Pre, you see, was troubled by knowing that a mediocre effort can win a race and a magnificent effort can lose one. Winning a race wouldn't necessarily demand that he give it everything he had from start to finish. He never ran any other way. I tried to get him to, God knows I tried... but... Pre was stubborn. He insisted on holding himself to a higher standard than victory. 'A race is a work of art'; that's what he said, that's what he believed and he was out to make it one every step of the way.::Bill Bowerman: Of course he wanted to win. Those who saw him compete and those who competed against him were never in any doubt how much he wanted to win. But how he won mattered to him more. Pre thought I was a hard case. But he finally got it through my head that the real purpose of running isn't to win a race. It's to test to the limits of the human heart. That he did... Nobody did it more often. Nobody did it better.
Steve Prefontaine: It's the hardest thing in the world to believe in something, if you do it's a miracle.
Steve Prefontaine: You know me Bill, I've always been sort of an Adidas freak.