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Lisa:
What is your name? |
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Holly
Sargis: And what's the man I'll marry gonna
look like? What's he doing right this minute?
Is he thinking about me now, by some coincidence,
even though he doesn't know me? Does it show
on his face? For days afterwards I lived in
dread. Sometimes I wished I could fall asleep
and be taken off to some magical land, and this
never happened. |
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Needy
Lesnicky: (voice over) Hell is a
teenage girl. |
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Scottie
King: What
about me? I wanna camp. |
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Philip
Marlowe: I haven't been here, you haven't
seen me, and she hasn't been out of the house
all evening. |
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Lloyd
Dobler: One question: do you need... someone,
or do you need me?... Forget it, I don't really
care. |
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Cheyenne:
Hey, Harmonica - when they do you in, pray it's
somebody who knows *where* to shoot... Go away...
go away... go away, I don't want you to see
me die. |
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George
Simmons: George Simmons soon will be gone,
and he's not going to miss any of you people
at all. We've always had a strained relationship.
You always wanted too much from me, and I'm
very mad at you.. |
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Curtis:
Sleep well in your beds. 'Cause if this thing
comes true, there ain't gonna be any more. |
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Nasia:
Sometimes I smile and laugh when I think of
all the great things you're gonna do. I hope
you live forever. |
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Napoleon
Wilson: Got a smoke? |
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Lazarus:
God put you in my path and I aim to cure you
of your wicked ways. |
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Florence:
(to the car driving behind her) Are you
going to let me in? |
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Alex:
I'm sure you can get this one. "In the
event of a water evacuation, what are the six
steps a flight attendant must take?" Aw
come on Solo, I know you, you can get them... |
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Mrs.
Stephens: Take me to your cinema. |
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Asami
Yamazaki : Words create lies. Pain can be
trusted. |
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Thomas:
Nothing like a little disaster for sorting things
out. |
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Alabama:
Amid the chaos of that day, when all I could
hear was the thunder of gunshots, and all I
could smell was the violence in the air, I look
back and am amazed that my thoughts were so
clear and true, that three words went through
my mind endlessly, repeating themselves like
a broken record: you're so cool, you're so cool,
you're so cool. |
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Paul
Holland: Everything good dies here. Even
the stars. |
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Young
Jack: [voice
oiver] What
I want to do, I can't do. I do what I hate. |
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Kim
Pine: [unenthusiastically] We are
Sex Bob-omb. We are here to sell out and make
money and stuff. |
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Charlotte
Lucas: Not all of us can afford to be romantic,
Lizzie. |
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