No, no this isn't a joke you gotta start unwinding... Listening!
>> The Big Short大空头（2015） Movie Script

Cynthia's no joke, she could actually make him move to Vermont!
>> The Big Short大空头（2015） Movie Script

He giggles at his own joke.
>> The Godfather: Part II 教父2 1974 Movie Script

He laughs slyly, as though this is some private joke between them. Then his laughter becomes a cough, which he painfully stifles with a handkerchief.
>> The Godfather: Part II 教父2 1974 Movie Script

Vito has left while Clemenza jokes with the Priest.
>> The Godfather: Part II 教父2 1974 Movie Script

Don't deliberately making disparaging remarks about other people, because it is not just a joke, it is not fun, humor.
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The fascists will put you in jail if you make jokes about Mussolini.
>> 1900 Movie Script

Do you think that this is the right moment to joke?
>> 1900 Movie Script

lt was all a joke!
>> 1900 Movie Script

lt was just a stupid joke.
>> 1900 Movie Script

You're to protect us? What a joke!
>> 1900 Movie Script

It's a joke.
>> 战争机器 War Machine (2017) Movie Script

I assume that was a joke.
>> 战争机器 War Machine (2017) Movie Script

“Ain’t it something,” Augustus said with a grin. “This is rare country, this Montana. We’re a lucky bunch. There ain’t nothing better than this—though you don’t have to tell your pa I said it.” Newt had decided it must be one of Mr. Gus’s many jokes, making out that the Captain was his pa.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇

“Your father,” Augustus said. “Your pa.” Newt thought it an odd time for Mr. Gus to make a joke. The Captain wasn’t his pa. Perhaps Mr. Gus had been so affected by Deets’s death that he had gone a little crazy. Newt stood up. He thought it best just to ignore the remark—he didn’t want to embarrass Mr. Gus at such a time. The Captain was still hammering, driving the long board into the hard ground.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇

“I’m Captain Weaver and this is Dixon, our scout,” the Captain said. “Where the hell do you men think you’re taking these cattle?” “We thought we were headed for Montana,” Augustus said lightly. “Where are we, Illinois?” Call was irritated with Gus. He would make a joke.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇

“You’re worrying yourself into a sweat for nothing,” he said. “Clara’s husband will probably live to be ninety-six, and anyway she and I probably ain’t got no use for one another now. I ain’t got the energy for Clara. I doubt I ever did.” At night, when she finally slept, he would sit in the tent, pondering it all. He could see the campfire. Whatever boys weren’t night herding would be standing around it, swapping jokes. Probably all of them envied him, for he had a woman and they didn’t. He envied them back, for they were carefree and he wasn’t. Once started, love couldn’t easily be stopped. He had started it with Lorie, and it might never be stopped. He would be lucky to get again such easy pleasures as the men enjoyed, sitting around a campfire swapping jokes. Though he felt deeply fond of Lorena, he could also feel a yearning to be loose again and have nothing to do but win at cards.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇

Buried him in Boot Hill. It’s a good joke on him, since his name was Boot. He killed a nine-year-old boy, he won’t be missed around here.” Elmira shut her eyes, hoping she could be dead. From then on she spat out her medicine, letting it dribble onto the gown the doctor had given her. He didn’t understand at first.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇

“Hang ’em?” “Yes, hung them all, including Jake Spoon.” “Well, I’ll swear,” Dish said, shocked. “I didn’t like the man but I never figured him for a killer.” “He wasn’t a killer,” Augustus said. “Jake liked a joke and didn’t like to work. I’ve got exactly the same failings. It’s lucky I ain’t been hung.” He pulled the saddle off his tired horse. The horse lay down and had a good roll, scratching its sweaty back.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇

Besides, Bob wasn’t really alive, even then—his eyes never flickered. It was only reflex that enabled him to swallow the soup she fed him. That his rod still seemed to live when she bathed him, that, too, was reflex, an obscene joke that life was playing on the two of them. It raised no feelings of tenderness in her, just a feeling of disgust at the cruelties of existence. It seemed to mock her, to make her feel that she was cheating Bob of something, though it was not easy to say what. She had married him, followed him, fed him, worked beside him, borne his children—and yet even as she changed his sheets she felt there was a selfishness in her that she had never mastered. Something had been held back—what it was, considering all that she had done, was hard to say. But she felt it anyway, fair judgment or not, and lay awake on her cot through half the night, tense with self-reproach.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇

“I’ve seen boys linger for days,” Pea Eye said quietly—he had always thought it impolite to talk about a man’s death within his hearing. Gus’s joke had shocked him a little.
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