Movie Arthur Quotes Novels & Stories

Clive was stunned by Arthur's words. Was he really talking to a little kid? "You intercepted a number?" he asked in disbelief. "Yes! Waiting for you guys to rescue me was taking too long," Arthur replied calmly. He spoke without any hint of boasting about his intelligence as if he were just discussing the weather. Clive stared at him, utterly amazed. It was as if he was seeing the world in a whole new light. "Then give me the number." Arthur glanced at him and suddenly shook his head. "I can't just give it to you. You couldn't even find me; I had to escape on my own!"

Chapter 66 Arthur’s POV “Arthur, wake up and get dressed for school.” Mom interrupts my sleep. I didn’t quite understand what she was saying because I’m so tired and need more sleep. “Give me a few more minutes. I really need to sleep this off.” I murmured and went back to sleep. The sound of clapping starts to fill my room. “Wake up, wake up, wake up.” She keeps on singing. “Ahhhh.” I groan at her, spring up, and throw a furious gaze at her.

Arthur countered. "You never can tell until she tells you that to your face." Matilda encouraged him. "I can't." "How can you say that when you ain't even trying?" Matilda asked. "It's pointless." Arthur replied. "Why?" Matilda pressed harder not giving in. "Because I'm afraid!" Arthur blurted out, "shit." He cussed taking a sip from the glass he was holding. "I guess that must be upsetting." Matilda slowly said. "You have no idea how much I hate this situation."

Sarah screamed, her voice echoing through the room as she watched in horror. Luke's eyes met hers, and he mouthed a single word: "Run." But Sarah was frozen, unable to move or speak. She just lay there, her eyes fixed on Luke as he lay dying on the floor. Arthur turned to her, his eyes blazing with fury. "You're not worthy of living, Sarah," he spat. "You're not worthy of loving someone like Luke."

I just chuckled before snickering as the corner of my mouth slided to the side of my face. “You shouldn't believe or think! Doesn't it sound obvious? Don't you sound stupid to yourself?” I questioned and his eyes darkened. “What did you just say?” “Easy there. Just check the cameras because this isn't a time for us to bicker but a time for you to find out what your soul brother wants from you. If not for the fact that I know you aren't gay, I would have totally believed that he was your ex and is angry about the fact that you married a woman.” Arthur's eyes widened as he stared at me like I had just said the most abominable thing on earth.

Later, as we walked home under a sky salted with stars, the air was so cold it hurt to breathe, but it was a clean hurt. "You realize," Arthur said, his voice soft in the crystalline quiet, "we may never have another reason for a war council. No more emergencies. Just... life." "I know," I said, slipping my gloved hand into his. "It's the victory we never imagined. Not to be heroes, but to become... scenery." He laughed, the sound puffing out in a white cloud. "Very scenic scenery. With excellent pie." We reached our door. Inside, the fire had died to embers, but the house held the day's warmth. The museum print was leaning against the wall, waiting to be framed. The paperweight glinted. The

" Mister handsome remarked, smiling. "You are so cute." While flushing, I find myself complimenting Arthur. Arthur winked at me, his hazel eyes full of love and compassion. "Pumpkin, you know I love you, right?" And that I adore you even when you're at your lowest." Arthur speaks in hushed tones, and he meant all he just said. "Wait. Was that another Bible verse?" I interrogated while trying not to flush. I have a strange sensation Arthur just said a Bible scripture in hushed tones so I wouldn't be able to ask him any more questions.

I had no idea why I had asked, it wasn't as though they were both themselves now and would be reasonable enough to answer the question. "Well, for one thing, you reminded me of my mother and that is just crazy, she's dead by the way," Edgar said. Crazy indeed, I thought inwardly. "Well, I was laughing because you sound ridiculous," Arthur said and started laughing again. Did I sound that ridiculous? I had no idea. Or was it just the alcohol in them talking? It was going to let me think continuously that it was. "Well... Okay, thank you for that information." "You're welcome," Arthur said when he stopped laughing and wiped the tears from his eyes. I rolled my eyes again. I couldn't remember h

"And who are you to tell me that? I didn't even notice there was a useless piece of trash in here." Chloe spat out, as her eyes narrowed up and down Arthur's body. "You are the worthless and useless piece of trash, not me.” Arthur fired back in anger. I trust Arthur not to back down in such arguments. He was literally the best when it came to comebacks.. "You look like someone who’s tired of living. You even look more worn out than everyone in here. It won’t be too difficult to break your bones into halves. You better not say another word if you want to see the daylight of tomorrow.” She concluded and stomped outside, with the iron door slamming shut behind her with a loud bang sound.

Arthur turns my face towards him, “Look at me when you say things like that“ “Why?“ “Because it's hot“ Fuck. That sounded illegal. “Who taught you to say things like that?“ I asked. Arthur pouts, “You said you wouldn't treat me like a kid anymore“ “I didn't treat you like a kid just now. I just asked you a question“ “You did“ Letting out a heavy sigh, I gave in. The last thing I wanted to do was argue with him right after last night. “I'm sorry if you felt that way“ I apologized. “Forgive me“ Arthur buries his face in my chest, “I'm sorry if I still act like a kid around you. I'll try to change“ “You don't have to, Arthur. I really didn't mean what I said earlier“ He looked up at me with a s