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E. Edward Grey: Do you really wanna be my secretary?
Lee: Yes, I do.
E. Edward Grey: This isn't just about typos, tapes, staples and pencils, is it, Lee?
Lee: No, Sir.
E. Edward Grey: What?
Lee: No, Sir! |
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E. Edward Grey: Good letter. |
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E. Edward Grey: I'm so sorry for what happened between us. I realise what a... terrible mistake... I made with you. And I can... only hope... that you... understand. Be assured you can count on me for excellent references.
E. Edward Grey: Get out.
E. Edward Grey: Get out.
Lee: What are you do...
E. Edward Grey: Get out! |
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E. Edward Grey: It's your behavior.
Lee: What about my behavior?
E. Edward Grey: It's very bad. |
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E. Edward Grey: Look, we can't do this 24 hours a day, seven days a week.
Lee: Why not? |
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E. Edward Grey: Why do you cut yourself, Lee?
Lee: I don't know.
E. Edward Grey: Is it that sometimes the pain inside has to come to the surface, and when you see evidence of the pain inside you finally know you're really here? Then, when you watch the wound heal, it's comforting... isn't it?
Lee: I... That's a way to put it. |
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E. Garner Goodman: How much do you know about the death penalty?
Adam Hall: I've read everything there is.
E. Garner Goodman: Then you know nothing. |
Chamber |
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E. Honda: Hi there. And you are?
Balrog: I'm the welcome wagon, it's nice to meet you friend. |
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E. Honda: We finally have visitors drop in and look at me, I'm just a mess. |
Street Fighte... |
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E. Howard Hunt: In Richard Nixon's long history of underhanded dealings he's never had better value for his money. If I were to open my mouth all the dominoes would fall. |
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E. K. Hornbeck: Disillusionment is what little heroes are made of. |
Inherit the W... |
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E. K. Hornbeck: He that sups with the devil must have a long spoon. |
Inherit the W... |
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E. K. Hornbeck: He's the only man I know who can strut sitting down. |
Inherit the W... |
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E. K. Hornbeck: I may be rancid butter but I'm on your side of the bread. |
Inherit the W... |
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E. K. Hornbeck: Madam, I had a nice clean place to stay... and I left it, to come here. |
Inherit the W... |
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E. K. Hornbeck: Mr. Brady, it is the duty of a newspaper to comfort the afflicted and afflict the comfortable. |
Inherit the W... |
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E. K. Hornbeck: We're growing a strange crop of agnostics this year. |
Inherit the W... |
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E. K. Hornbeck: Well, those are the boobs that make our laws. That's the democratic process. |
Inherit the W... |
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E. K. Hornbeck: Which is hungrier my stomach or my soul? Hotdog! |
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E.: Assuing bipolar, eliptical orbits, these alien creatures can only receive satellite transmissions from Channel 7 Eyewitness News, and old gangster films on American Movie Classics Network---thus assuming our culture, as well as our own three-dimensional reality are the same as these shows. |
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E.: It's too late, Red. He's already dead.
Red: He's still movin'.
E.: Spasms, Red. |
It's Now... o... |
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E.L.: Barry, hit the lights. It's boner time! |
Road Trip |
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E.L.: Did I say two fingers? Better make that three. |
Road Trip |
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E.L.: Did you kill a cheetah? |
Road Trip |
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E.L.: Hey, it's 10 feet. Bob Hope could jump this in his golf cart. See, watch, I can spit across it. |
Road Trip |
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E.L.: I would give my life for one night of consensual sex with her. |
Road Trip |
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E.L.: Just copy off someone.
Josh: I can't. It's all essay and stuff. You know, if I fail this, my average is shot, I might lose my financial aid, I could not be allowed on campus next semester.
E.L.: Well, you're fucked, then. You might as well come to my party tonight, hook up with Beth, and at least enjoy your last week at college.
Josh: I'm not hooking up with anybody, alright? I've made a commitment to Tiffany. I'm invested in this relationship.
E.L.: Invested? Who are you, Charles Schwab? Would you listen to yourself? I would give my life for one night of consensual sex with her. |
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E.L.: Think about it Josh, you're in college. The window of opportunity to drink and do drugs and take advantage of young girls is getting smaller by the day. |
Road Trip |
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E.L.: W-w-w-wait a second. Tell me you mailed the Beth tape to Tiffany.
E.L.: Yes!
Josh: Shit! Oh, no! Oh, no!
Barry: Hey, hey.
Josh: What?
Barry: Did you make a copy? Because if you made a copy we could watch the copy. |
Road Trip |
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E.L.: Well, there are these rules that guys have, an understanding as to what exactly constitutes cheating. Take your situation for example: it's not cheating. It's never cheating when you're in a different area code, not to mention a different state.
Kyle: That makes no sense.
E.L.: Hey, don't look at me Kyle, OK, I didn't make up the rules.
Rubin: No no, this is legit, I- I've actually read an article about this. There's a whole bunch of them, it's like- they're like loopholes. Right, for argument's sake, let's say that you were sleeping with two girls at the same time, it- it wouldn't be cheating because they would cancel each other out.
E.L.: Exactly. Or if, uh, you're too wasted to remember- it is not cheating. Because if you can't really remember it, it never really took place. |
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