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Post by billypilgrim on May 24, 2011 14:45:22 GMT -5
American Beauty
[answering the phone] Hello? Debbie? Yeah, Debbie's here, who's this? Well, Ralph, uh, Debbie can't talk right now, my dick's in her mouth. How about if I have her call you back later when I'm done? [hangs up and laughs] I love wrong numbers.
Post by grizzlepickle on May 24, 2011 15:58:22 GMT -5
Ruthless People
What we have here is failure to communicate. Some men you just can't reach. So you get what we had here last week. Which is the way he wants it. Well, he gets it, and I don't like it any more than you men.
Guy 1:For Christ's sake, Worth, what do you live for? Do you have a wife, or a girlfriend, or something? Guy 2: Nope. I've gotta pretty fine collection of pornography.
This is Berk. It's twelve days north of Hopeless and a few degrees south of Freezing to Death. It's located solidly on the Meridian of Misery. My village. In a word? Sturdy, and it's been here for seven generations, but every single building is new. We have fishing, hunting, and a charming view of the sunset. The only problems are the pests. You see, most places have mice or mosquitoes. We have dragons!
Post by Hoodw!nked on May 26, 2011 11:03:13 GMT -5
How To Train Your Dragon
It all goes back to something my grandmother told me when I was a kid. "Holden, she said, the big bucks are in dick and fart jokes." She was a church goer.
- And he looked in my eyes and he said "I don't understand you." Isn't that amazing, that he saw how complex I am? *Maybe he just didn't understand you. -What do you mean? *well you said he didn't understand english very well. Maybe he just didn't understand you.
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- And he looked in my eyes and he said "I don't understand you." Isn't that amazing, that he saw how complex I am? *Maybe he just didn't understand you. -What do you mean? *well you said he didn't understand english very well. Maybe he just didn't understand you.
If I'm King, where's my power? Can I form a government? Can I levy a tax, declare a war? No! And yet I am the seat of all authority. Why? Because the nation believes that when I speak, I speak for them. But I can't speak.
Post by Hoodw!nked on Jun 19, 2011 17:12:23 GMT -5
Thunderbolt and Lightfoot?
lady on plane- What kind of a name is 'Stove' anyway? What're you a kitchen appliance or something? FA- No. My name is Steve and I'm a man. lady- you are a Flight Attendant.
He says, "I don't believe in germs. Germs is just a plot they made up so they can sell you disinfectants and soaps." Now he's crazy, right? See? Ah! Ah! There's no right, there's no wrong, there's only popular opinion. You... you... you believe in germs, right?
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Guy 1: Hey, hey, hey... do you know me? Guy 2: No, no. Guy 1: Well, I'm the guy that tells you there are guys you can hit and there's guys you can't. Now, that's not quite a guy you can't hit, but it's almost a guy you can't hit. So I'm gonna make a fuckin' ruling on this right now. You don't fuckin' hit him. You understand?
Post by FuzzyWarbles on Jul 13, 2011 21:01:02 GMT -5
The Departed
Now, I don't know about y'all, but I sure as hell didn't come down from the goddamn Smoky Mountains, cross five thousand miles of water, fight my way through half of Sicily and jump out of a fuckin' air-o-plane to teach the Nazis lessons in humanity. Nazi ain't got no humanity. They're the foot soldiers of a Jew-hatin', mass murderin' maniac and they need to be dee-stroyed.
I apologize for leaving without saying goodbye, but I seem to have outstayed my welcome in Colorado. The truly extraordinary is not permitted in science and industry. Perhaps you'll find more luck in your field, where people are happy to be mystified. You will find what you are looking for in this box. Alley has written you a thorough set of instructions. I add only one suggestion on using the machine: destroy it. Drop it to the bottom of the deepest ocean. Such a thing will bring you only misery.
Post by billypilgrim on Jul 14, 2011 22:12:52 GMT -5
The Prestige
Seems to me like you all were in such a hopped-up hurry to get out of the city that you turned your kids into exactly what you were trying to get away from.
Kill Wombosi? We can do that any time we want. I can send Nikki to do that, for Chrissakes. Mr. Wombosi was supposed to be dead three weeks ago. He was supposed to have died in a way where the only possible explanation was that he'd been murdered by a member of his own entourage. I don't send you to kill. I send you to be invisible. I send you because you don't exist.
Post by billypilgrim on Jul 20, 2011 17:03:41 GMT -5
Bourne Identity
My warrior woman. My Valkyrie. You'll always be mine, always and never. Never. The Fire, baby. It'll burn us both. It'll kill us both. There's no place in this world for our kind of fire. Always and never. If I have to die for you tonight, I will.
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