Jessie Movie Quotes

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Now, though, I must rent a movie." "You're going to do that?" "Of course. I'm a werewolf, not a cretin. We have Blockbuster cards." It blew my mind. Werewolfs rented DVDs. At my local Blockbuster.
Shannon Delany (Secrets and Shadows (13 to Life, #2))
Peter and Jessie were like Romeo and Juliet. Have you ever seen that old movie? Starring Leonardo Dicaprio?
Adele Griffin (Tighter)
MAMA: I'm afraid of it, for me, I mean. When my time comes. I know it's coming, but... JESSIE: You don't know when. Like in a scary movie. MAMA: Yeah, sneaking up on me like some killer on the loose, hiding out in the back yard just waiting for me to have my hands full someday and how am I supposed to protect myself anyhow when I don't know what he looks like and I don't know how he sounds coming up behind me like that or if it will hurt or take very long or what I don't get done before it happens.
Marsha Norman ('night, Mother)
You said something once,” he adds quietly after a moment. “When you were four or five, maybe? I don’t know, but you were young. I was in town for the weekend, and I was watching you for the night. We were watching some Disney movie, I think? I don’t remember which one, but…” He trails off, inhaling deeply. Frowning, I look up at him. He smiles sadly, searching my gaze. “You asked if boys get princes too.
Jessie Walker
Because I know there is still a wonderful person inside this big grouch standing in front of me.” Jake sighed. “I’m not a grouch.” “Please,” Naomi said with a gentle smile. “You’re so grouchy Oscar would call you his homeboy.” Jake rolled his eyes. “You’re so grouchy if they made a movie about you they would call it Grouch-zilla,” Naomi continued, stepping even closer, tapping her finger to the center of his chest. “You’re so grouchy, that if you were a leprechaun your name would be Snarly McGrouchyPot the Third.” “McGrouchyPot,” Jake repeated with a raised brow. “McGrouchyPot the Third,” she corrected with a straight face. “Knight of the Cranky Britches.
Jessie Evans (Melt with You (Fire and Icing, #1))
There were really a lot of clues,” Rico said. “I’m slightly disappointed in us.” “We aren’t very self-aware,” Chris said with a frown. “Holy shit!” Tanner said. “He can do magic.” “I sighed and gave in. “He has shiny arms.”: “Shiny arms?” Rico said. “Like ...what.” “His arms. They glow when he does magic.” “Shiny arms,” Tanner said. “That's ...amazing.” “Magic,”Chris said. “I ...Don’t know what to do with that.” “And what about you?” Rico demanded. “How do you fit in with all of this: That led to tethers and mates. “Like destiny and billshit?” “Oh my god, Ox, your life is like those shitty sparkly vampire movies. That I’ve never seen and don’t like at all, shut up.” “Oh man. That explains the whole Jessie thing. She never stood a chance in the face of sparkly vampire destiny or whatever it is.” I put my face in my hands. The conversation went for another three hours after that.
T.J. Klune (Wolfsong (Green Creek, #1))
housekeeper. She’s like the absentminded professor in that old movie. Then there are Jessi Ramsey and Mallory Pike, junior officers in the club. Jessi and Mal are best friends. They’re also sixth-graders, while the rest of us are eighth-graders. We all go to Stoneybrook Middle School. Mal and Jessi are both the oldest kids in their families, both love horses, both love to read, both think their parents treat them like infants — even though recently they were allowed to get their ears pierced (just one hole in each ear, of course) — and neither one of them has ever had a boyfriend. But the similarities end there. Mal comes from a huge family (she has seven younger brothers and sisters), while Jessi comes from an average-sized family — one younger sister and a baby brother. Mal wants to be an author
Ann M. Martin (Dawn's Wicked Stepsister (The Baby-Sitters Club, #31))
Everyone in the club is thirteen and in the eighth grade, except for our junior officers, Mallory Pike and Jessica Ramsey. Mal and Jessi are best friends. They are eleven years old and in the sixth grade. Both have pierced ears, and both adore horses — and any movie, book, or video game that has a horse in it. I don’t know how many times they’ve read Marguerite Henry’s Misty of Chincoteague, but I do know they’ve seen The Black Stallion at least twenty times. They recite the lines along with the actors. (I don’t recommend watching it with them.)
Ann M. Martin (Mary Anne and the Memory Garden (The Baby-Sitters Club, #93))