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1. And sometimes Clarence asks me what I would have done if he had died, if that bullet had been two inches more to the left. To this, I always smile, as if I'm not going to satisfy him with a response. But I always do. I tell him of how I would want to die, but that the anguish and the want of death would fade like the stars at dawn, and that things would be much as they are now. Perhaps. Except maybe I wouldn't have named our son Elvis. True Romance --

disappearinjon
2. Security, there is a serious problem in the mess hall Alien Resurrection --

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3. One thousand years later, they had reached the sixth grade, the year he had discovered masturbation
4. I can't believe my grandmother actually felt me up. Sixteen Candles --

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5. I remember how the meaning of words began to change. How unfamiliar words like "collateral" and "rendition" became frightening, while things like Norsefire and the Articles of Allegiance became powerful. I remember how "different" became dangerous. I still don't understand it, why they hate us so much. V for Vendetta --

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6. Among the maxims on Lord Naoshige's wall, there was this one: "Matters of great concern should be treated lightly." Master Ittei commented, "Matters of small concern should be treated seriously." Ghost Dog --

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7. Ogata, humans are weak animals. Even if I burn my notes, the secret will still be in my head. Until I die, how can I be sure I won't be forced by someone to make the device again? Godzilla --

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8. Are you familiar with the Prophecy of the Witches? Golden Compass --

ozitonaranjo
9 The test of any such higher authority is, of course, the police force that supports it. For our policemen, we created a race of robots. The Day the Earth Stood Still --

icebluenothing
10 She even attacked a mime. Just found out about it. Seems the mime had been reluctant to talk.
11 Your Majesty, my task is completed now. My decision will cause the deaths of many and Your Majesty will live on. A dead man begs you to remember; a warrior's ultimate act is to lay down his sword. Ying Xiong (Hero) --

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12 I'll press your flesh, you dimwitted sumbitch! You don't tell your pappy how to court the electorate. We ain't one-at-a-timin' here. We're MASS communicating! O Brother Where Are Thou? --

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