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| We'll always have Paris. | |
| How'd you do it, Frank? How did you cheat on the bar exam in Louisiana? | |
| A dream is a wish your heart makes when you're fast asleep. | |
| Once upon a time there were three very different little girls ... with three things in common: they're brilliant, they're beautiful, and they work for me. | |
| It's the sense of touch. In any real city, you walk, you know? You brush past people, people bump into you. In L.A., nobody touches you. | |
| Rosebud. | |
| There was me, that is Alex, and my three droogs... | |
| Wilson! | |
| What we got here is... failure to communicate. | |
| When you love someone, you've gotta trust them. There's no other way. You've got to give them the key to everything that's yours. Otherwise, what's the point? | |
| Cinderella story. Outta nowhere. A former greenskeeper, now, about to become the Masters champion. | |
| C'mon Babe, why don't we paint the town... And all that Jazz. | |
| Forget it, Jake. | |
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| You get me slapped with a fine. You pick fights with the customers and I have to patch everything up. You get us chased out of a funeral home by violating a corpse... | |
| Augustus Gloop / Augustus Gloop / The great big greedy Nincompoop | |
| Once upon a time, there was a quiet little village in the French countryside, whose people believed in Tranquilité - Tranquility. | |
| As if! | |
| Oh my god, I shot my eye out! | |
| I believe God made me for a purpose, but he also made me fast. And when I run I feel His pleasure. | |
| Feel the rhythm! Feel the rhyme! Get on up, its bobsled time! | |
| Dear Mr. Inman, I began by counting the days, then the months. I don't count on anything anymore except the hope that you will return... | |
| Wilkommen, bienvenue, welcome | |
| I don't know what's harder to find: Lightning McQueen or a crew chief who'll work with him. | |
| I don't think we could have asked for a more beautiful evening, do you? Okay, watch the skies please... We now show uncorrelated targets approaching from the north-northwest. | |
| It was the White Witch. She's the one who makes it always winter, always cold. | |
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