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All right, but apart from the sanitation, medicine, education, wine, public order, irrigation, roads, the fresh water system and public health, what have the Romans ever done for us?

 

No, No, No, No, let me ask you a question. When you came pulling in here, did you notice a sign out in front of my house that said Dead Nigger Storage?

 

Buffy: What are you doing here? Five words or less.

Spike: [pause] Out. For. A. Walk... Bitch

 

This is your last chance. After this, there is no turning back. You take the blue pill - the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill - you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes.

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This is your last chance. After this, there is no turning back. You take the blue pill - the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill - you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes.

 

I have a first aid kit at work with that on it.

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Mr. Pink: Hey, why am I Mr. Pink?

Joe: Because you're a faggot.

Mr. Pink: Why can't we pick our own colors?

Joe: No way, no way. Tried it once, doesn't work. You got four guys all fighting over who's gonna be Mr. Black, but they don't know each other, so nobody wants to back down. No way. I pick. You're Mr. Pink. Be thankful you're not Mr. Yellow.

Mr. Brown: Yeah, but Mr. Brown is a little too close to Mr. Shit.

Mr. Pink: Mr. Pink sounds like Mr. Pussy. How 'bout if I'm Mr. Purple? That sounds good to me. I'll be Mr. Purple.

Joe: You're not Mr. Purple. Some guy on some other job is Mr. Purple. Your Mr. PINK.

Mr. White: Who cares what your name is?

Mr. Pink: Yeah, that's easy for your to say, you're Mr. White. You have a cool-sounding name. Alright look, if it's no big deal to be Mr. Pink, you wanna trade?

Joe: Hey! NOBODY'S trading with ANYBODY. This ain't a goddamn, fucking city council meeting, you know. Now listen up, Mr. Pink. There's two ways you can go on this job: my way or the highway. Now what's it gonna be, Mr. Pink?

Mr. Pink: Jesus Christ, Joe, fucking forget about it. It's beneath me. I'm Mr. Pink. Let's move on.

Joe: I'll move on when I feel like it... All you guys got the goddamn message?... I'm so goddamn mad, hollering at you guys I can hardly talk. Pssh. Let's go to work.

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Ade:

Let get our heads tatooed to say we've been out with Nicholas Parsons

 

Rick

You can get one too Nicky, your's can say I was the one that took them out.

 

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Policeman: Are you drunk, sir?

Dreamytime Escort: Of course I am, I'm out of my bloody mind, I've just spent three thousand quid in there.

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Ade:

Let get our heads tatooed to say we've been out with Nicholas Parsons

 

Rick

You can get one too Nicky, your's can say I was the one that took them out.

 

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Policeman: Are you drunk, sir?

Dreamytime Escort: Of course I am, I'm out of my bloody mind, I've just spent three thousand quid in there.

 

Never, ever, bloody anything ever.

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Aughra: Ya look like Gelfling...

[sniffs]

Aughra: SMELL like Gelfling...

[sniffs]

Aughra: maybe y'ARE Gelfling!

 

Dear Leonard. To look life in the face, always, to look life in the face and to know it for what it is. At last to know it, to love it for what it is, and then, to put it away. Leonard, always the years between us, always the years. Always the love. Always the hours.

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