at 4427 W Sunset Blvd, Los Angeles, 90027 United States
We are a bar.
Vermont/Sunset Red Line
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Gastropub boasting 25 taps and a full bar.
Happy Hour every day 5PM- 7PM $5 cocktails, beers + wine and the bar food in Hollywood. Come see bands, shows, plays, comedy, cabaret and burlesque.
I have a killer drinking and smoking patio.
Six o'clock already I was just in the middle of a dream I was kissin' Valentino By a crystal blue Italian stream But I can't be late 'Cause then I guess I just won't get paid These are the days When you wish your bed was already made
Eddie Felson: The balls roll funny for everybody, kiddo.
Doug: You see, there are two kinds of people in this world: the workers and the hustlers. The hustlers never work and the workers never hustle...
Jack Sparrow: Me? I'm dishonest, and a dishonest man you can always trust to be dishonest. Honestly. It's the honest ones you want to watch out for, because you can never predict when they're going to do something incredibly... stupid.
Raoul Duke: We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a saltshaker half-full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers... Also, a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether, and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get locked into a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. The only thing that really worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge, and I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon.
Tuco: I never hurt anybody! Officer: ...wanted in 14 counties of this state, the condemned is found guilty of the crimes of murder, armed robbery of citizens, state banks and post offices, the theft of sacred objects, arson in a state prison, perjury, bigamy, deserting his wife and children, inciting prostitution, kidnapping, extortion, receiving stolen goods, selling stolen goods, passing counterfeit money, and, contrary to the laws of this state, the condemned is guilty of using marked cards...
I would gladly pay you Tuesday for a hamburger today.
Danny Noonan: I haven't even told my father about the scholarship I didn't get. I'm gonna end up working in a lumberyard the rest of my life. Ty Webb: What's wrong with lumber? I own two lumberyards. Danny Noonan: I notice you don't spend too much time there. Ty Webb: I'm not quite sure where they are.
I saw her today at the reception A glass of wine in her hand I knew she would meet her connection At her feet was her footloose man No, you can't always get what you want You can't always get what you want You can't always get what you want But if you try sometime you find You get what you need.
Billy Clanton: Why, it's the drunk piano player. You're so drunk, you can't hit nothin'. In fact, you're probably seeing double. [Billy Clanton draws a knife] Doc Holliday: [takes out a second gun] I have two guns, one for each of ya.
Captain Renault: What in heaven's name brought you to Casablanca? Rick: My health. I came to Casablanca for the waters. Captain Renault: The waters? What waters? We're in the desert. Rick: I was misinformed.
Elaine: Would you gentlemen care to order your dinners? First Jive Dude: Bet, babe. Slide a piece o' da' porter. Drinks, I run da' java. Second Jive Dude: Lookie here. I can dig grease 'n chompin' on some buns and draggin' through the garden.
Jack Colton: I understand you have a car. We would like to buy it or rent it, we need to get to a town. Juan: What do you call this I'm living in, a pigsty? Jack Colton: Oh, no this is great... Jack Colton: Hit the road. Jack Colton: No, senor, see we... Juan: Hit-the-road. Jack Colton: But we... Juan: [Points a gun at him] Vaya con Dios, gringo. Jack Colton: [Jack and Joan back off and turn around, to find that all of Juan's men have pulled guns on them too] Okay, Joan Wilder, write us out of this one. Juan: Joan Wilder... Joan Wilder? *The* Joan Wilder? [Lowering gun, opening door and walking out] Juan: You are Joan Wilder, the novelist? Joan Wilder: Well, yes, I am. Juan: I read your books! I read all your books! [Turning to his men, in Spanish] Juan: This is Joan Wilder, who writes the books I read to you on Saturdays! Bad Hombre: [awestruck] Juanita... Juanita, it's Juanita! [all the men put away their guns and wave enthusiastically]