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| piratebrittany
Thu 8/14/2008 3:43p | {I hope this isn't too inappropriate for LP but it's one of my favorite Quentin Tarantino lines EVER}
--Do you like Ava Gardner?
-Sorry?
--Ava Gardner, do you like her?
-Yeah, I guess...
--I was just thinking that you, uh, kinda look like Ava Gardner a little bit.
-You know what this is?
--A gun...
-It's simplicity itself: you see, you point it at what you wanta die, and you pull the little trigger here, and a little bullet comes outta here, and the little bullet hits you right there! And you know what? You don't look like Ava Gardner no more.
I die everytime I watch Planet Terror and see this scene.
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542
| SoThisIsLove
Thu 8/14/2008 3:50p | "Speak low, if you speak love" -- William Shakespeare |
543
| oneyepete
Thu 8/14/2008 8:58p | "Me thinks thou dost protest too much!" |
544
| SoThisIsLove
Thu 8/14/2008 9:00p | "No, sure, my lord, my mother cried; but then there was a star danced, and under that was I born..." |
545
| Disneyland55
Fri 8/15/2008 12:09p | "No privacy at all around this place!"
- Uncle Orville (Mel Blanc) from CoP
:) |
546
| SoThisIsLove
Fri 8/15/2008 12:15p | "I steal only what I can't afford.....and that's everything!" |
547
| Disneyland55
Fri 8/15/2008 12:22p | Riff raff! Street rat! |
548
| alexbook
Mon 10/13/2008 9:21a | "Sometimes, Spiro missed the times when a troublesome worker was thrown out of a high window and that was the end of him. These days, if you threw someone out of a window, they'd phone their lawyer on the way down."
--Eoin Colfer, "Artemis Fowl: The Eternity Code" |
549
| SoThisIsLove
Mon 10/13/2008 11:25a | From City of Angels, Nicolas Cage:
I would rather have had one breath of her hair, one kiss from her mouth, one touch of her hand, than eternity without it. One.
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550
| SoThisIsLove
Mon 10/13/2008 11:33a | King Henry V's speech to his troops before battle (the ending part) played so masterfully by Kenneth Branaugh in his version:
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.
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