
— You haven’t given me the password, sir.

— Good man. You’ve got your wits about you. The word is “crocus”.
Angels One Five (1952).
— You haven’t given me the password, sir.
— Good man. You’ve got your wits about you. The word is “crocus”.
Angels One Five (1952).
— The garden’s come on a lot. The box-hedges you planted grew five inches last year.
Brideshead Revisited, oitavo episódio (1981).
She dwelleth in the Ground—
Where Daffodils—abide—
Her Maker—Her Metropolis—
The Universe—Her Maid—
To fetch Her Grace—and Hue—
And Fairness—and Renown—
The Firmament’s—To Pluck Her—
And fetch Her Thee—be mine—
— Emily Dickinson
— Your mind is a walled garden. Even death cannot touch the flowers blooming there.
Westworld, primeira temporada, quinto episódio (2016).
— That sure is some garden you’ve started here. Have you had one before?
The Missouri Breaks (1976).