Professor Marston and the Wonder Women (2017)

Josette Frank: As you know, we are reviewing your handling of Wonder Woman... given the current controversy.
William Moulton Marston: You're gonna give her to someone else? She's a smash success because of me. I created her.
Josette Frank: Dr. Marston, Wonder Woman has drawn criticism... for being full of depictions of bondage... spanking, torture, homosexuality, and other sex perversions. Would you say that's a fair assessment of your work?
William Moulton Marston: I can see how people with a fairly limited understanding of my work... could arrive at these simplistic descriptions. They'd be wrong, of course.

Elizabeth Marston: Well, then, do it.
William Moulton Marston: You won't be jealous?
Elizabeth Marston: No, I don't experience sexual jealousy. Who am I to fight nature? I'm your wife, not your jailer.

Elizabeth Marston: Oh, and if you fuck my husband, I'll kill you.

Elizabeth Marston: Look, I feel sorry for you. No, really, I... I do, it's not your fault. It's, um, your beauty, it's like a... Well, it's like a handicap. It's like having three legs or something.
Olive Byrne: Mrs. Marston, I...
Elizabeth Marston: No, there's no need to be defensive. I'm just asking you the courtesy of please not fucking my husband. Can you do that for me?
Olive Byrne: Yes.
Elizabeth Marston: Thank you.

William Moulton Marston: How are you going to learn anything at all about life if you refuse to live it?

Olive Byrne: I do envy men's position in life, their physical strength, their entitlement. My aunt said, "A woman must not be told how to use her freedom... she must find out for herself."
William Moulton Marston: Your aunt, my dear, is quoting Margaret Sanger.
Olive Byrne: My aunt is Margaret Sanger.
Elizabeth Marston: The Margaret Sanger?

William Moulton Marston: Dominance, inducement, submission... and compliance. All human relationships break down into the interplay... between these categories of emotion. .....

Elizabeth Marston: Bill, her rhythmic breathing increases.
William Moulton Marston: Benussi already exhausted that avenue.
Elizabeth Marston: Her heart beats faster. Her systolic blood pressure would rise.
William Moulton Marston: Her systolic blood pressure. You could measure that. Oh, you could fucking measure that. You could measure that. Oh, my God. Ha-ha-ha. Think of it sooner...
Elizabeth Marston: Oh, my God. We did it!
Bill Marston: The link to the lie-detector test was there the whole time. It doesn't matter what you say or what you think. Your body will always betray you. Your heart pumps a record of the truth.

Elizabeth Marston: What is it that attracts you to her?
William Moulton Marston: She is beautiful... guileless, kind, pure of heart. And you are brilliant... ferocious, hilarious... and a grade-A bitch. Together, you are the perfect woman.

William Moulton Marston: If the nature of men is inherently violent and anarchistic... and the nature of women is inherently loving and nurturing... then shouldn't women be the ones to rule the world? Wouldn't that be a more reasonable choice?... But be warned, ladies. We men will not give up our power without a fight.

Charles Guyette: What did you have in mind?
William Moulton Marston: Hmm... Uh, something Greek?
Charles Guyette: How about an Amazon?
William Moulton Marston: That's fantastic.

Elizabeth Marston: Honey, this is pornography. Isn't this illegal?
William Moulton Marston: Yes, yes, but look closely.
Elizabeth Marston: I don't understand what we're supposed to be looking at.
William Moulton Marston: Okay. Dominance... inducement, submission... compliance. This imagery is a metaphor for DISC theory. These pictures communicate in an instant... what I've spent my entire career trying to explain. This is what we should be doing.
Elizabeth Marston: Sweetheart... this is pornography.

Elizabeth Marston: A comic book, Bill?
William Moulton Marston: Well, it's perfect. I'm going to inject my ideas right into the thumping heart of America. I mean, I'll get a real artist to draw it properly. She's an Amazon princess that lives on an island of all women.
Olive Byrne: Paradise Island.
Elizabeth Marston: And a man crash-lands on the island?
William Moulton Marston: Yeah, Steve Trevor, the spy.
Elizabeth Marston: And she wears a burlesque outfit.
William Moulton Marston: Well, it's athletic.
Olive Byrne: And silver bracelets.
William Moulton Marston: They deflect bullets.
Elizabeth Marston: And all her friends are sorority girls... who have spanking parties, and everybody fights Nazis... and rides in an invisible plane?
William Moulton Marston: Yes.

William Moulton Marston: What?
Elizabeth Marston: Bill. We love you truly, so much. But nobody... I say this with all the compassion and truth in my heart. Nobody will ever publish this.

William Moulton Marston: Mr. Gaines, please do not make the mistake... of lumping me into the cesspool of riffraff with whom you usually deal. I am a Harvard-trained doctor of psychology... with nearly 25 years' experience into the analysis of human emotion. I'm also the inventor of the lie detector.
M.C. Gaines: No shit.
William Moulton Marston: Suprema, the Wonder Woman will not be an ordinary comic book. But instead, the start of a powerful feminist movement. She will be carefully crafted, psychological propaganda... based on a lifetime of research into the human mind... inserted into a populist medium to further equal rights for women.

M.C. Gaines: Eh. Suprema, the Wonder Woman? It's too wordy. Why don't you just call her, uh, Wonder Woman?

Josette Frank: You don't even deny that these images are overtly sexual.
William Moulton Marston: An erotic component is necessary. How else is submission supposed to be pleasurable?

William Moulton Marston: I am teaching readers to submit to a loving authority. And that submission is pleasurable. Young boys must learn this... if they are to grow up respecting powerful women.
Josette Frank: What is powerful about a woman running around in a bathing suit?

William Moulton Marston: You need to submit to her.
Elizabeth Marston: I don't know what you're talking about.
William Moulton Marston: You cannot win every argument. You cannot dominate all the time. Get on your knees.

Elizabeth Marston: I thought I knew everything. I thought love wasn't enough. But it... It has to. It has to be enough because we cannot... We cannot live without you. I cannot live without you.

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Health Care

The Office 1×3

Michael Scott: Pam! Pamela, Pam-a-lama-ding-dong.

Jim Halpert: Right now, this is just a job. If I advance any higher in this company, then this would be my career. And uh... Well, if this were my career, I'd have to throw myself in front of a train.

Dwight Schrute: I don't believe in coddling people. In the wild, there is no healthcare. In the wild, healthcare is: "Ow, I hurt my leg. I can't run. A lion eats me. And I'm dead." Well, I'm not dead. I'm the lion. You're dead.

Jim Halpert: Wait, what are you writing?.. Don't write "Ebola" or "mad cow disease". All right? 'Cause I'm suffering from both of them.

Jim Halpert: How do you know that they're fake?
Dwight Schrute: Uh, leprosy!... Flesh-eating bacteria... Hot dog fingers. Government-created killer nano-robot infection!

Dwight Schrute: I'm now gonna read aloud your submitted medical conditions. When you hear yours read, please raise your hand to indicate that it is real. If you do not raise your hand, it will not be covered.
Kevin Malone: What about confidentiality?
Dwight Schrute: You know what? You have forfeited that privilege. I have tried to treat you all as adults, but obviously, I am the only adult here. Number one: Inverted penis.
Meredith Palmer: Could you mean vagina? Because if you do, I want that covered.
Dwight Schrute: I thought your vagina was removed during your hysterectomy.
Meredith Palmer: The uterus is different from a vagina. I still have a vagina.

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The Duke (2020)

PO Official 1: Any house with a television is required to have a licence. Our radar van detected a line output transformer signal from this address, coming from a cathode ray tube this time last week.
Jackie Bunton: We haven't got one of them. That's a telly. ...
PO Official 1: And do you have a licence?
Jackie Bunton: In what sense?
PO Official 2: In the sense of having one or not having one.

PO Official 1: Can we see your licence, sir?
Kempton Bunton: Don't need one. We only watch iTV, which is paid for by these.
Dorothy Bunton: This is a mistake. I can go to the post office in the morning.
Kempton Bunton: This is no mistake. It is a political act.

Kempton Bunton: Witness, I cannot receive the BBC. To the left, iTV. I've taken the band-one coil from the turret tuner... It is thus physically impossible for this set to receive a televisual signal from the British broadcasting corporation, and that negates the imperative on me to pay the licence fee.

Kempton Bunton: You know what's going off here, Jackie? Toffs, looking after their own. Spending our hard-earned money on a half-baked portrait by some Spanish drunk of a Duke who was a bastard to his men and who voted against universal suffrage.
Jackie Bunton: Against what?
Kempton Bunton: The vote. The Duke of Wellington didn't want you to have a say in how this country was run when he was prime minister.

Kempton Bunton: To change anything, you have to go to parliament.
Dorothy Bunton: You're wasting your life.
Kempton Bunton: How do you eat an elephant?
Dorothy Bunton: Who eats elephants?
Kempton Bunton: One bite at a time.

Kempton Bunton: You've never let me talk about it.
Dorothy Bunton: Grief's private.

Kempton Bunton: One problem. Two words. Mrs Dorothy Bunton.

Kempton Bunton: Well, can you get me off?
Jeremy Hutchinson: Mr Bunton... You returned the Goya by hand and confessed to the theft. You gave the police a detailed explanation of how you stole it and you've explained your motive. Can I get you off? Almost certainly not.

Jeremy Hutchinson: Do you know where you were born?
Kempton Bunton: The back bedroom.
Jeremy Hutchinson: Of your mother's house in Newcastle?
Kempton Bunton: Byker. If Newcastle was a dog, you lifted its tail, that hole there, that's Byker.

Kempton Bunton: The skipper was a milkman from Blyth, by all accounts, a bit of a bastard. Excuse my French. But, you know, as a milkman, I mean, but there's good and bad in all of us. He saved my life that day. Could have been anyone, but I knew someone would. I'm not me without you. Do you get me?
Jeremy Hutchinson: We all need each other?
Kempton Bunton: No, you are me. It's you that makes me me, and it's me that makes you you.
Jeremy Hutchinson: Humanity is a collective project.
Kempton Bunton: Look, on me own, I'm a single brick. A bit useless. What good's a brick on its tod? But you put a load of bricks together, you get a building. You build a building, you create a shadow. Already you've changed the world.

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Pound of Flesh and Still Kickin'

Ozark 4×11

Wendy Byrde: It wasn't you... Look at me. We focus on what we can control. Funding the foundation, getting Navarro off the list, forward. It's the only way. Forward.

Wendy Byrde: This isn't about business. It's punishment. She blames us for Wyatt and for Ben. I just think you deserve to know what you're getting yourself into. It's good seeing y'all. Now fuck off.

Omar Navarro: It's not an easy job to be me. Everyone's looking to you for answers, angry if they don't get their ways.

Omar Navarro: Marty. When you found out that it was Cabrera who was the one who betrayed me, did... did you hesitate to act?
Martin 'Marty' Byrde: No.
Omar Navarro: Then you played my part well.

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Diversity Day

The Office 1×2

Michael Scott: You know what? Here's what we're gonna do. Why don't we go around, and everybody... everybody say a race that you are attracted to sexually. I will go last. Go!
Dwight Schrute: I have two.
Michael Scott: Nice.
Dwight Schrute: White and Indian.

Mr. Brown: Uh, at Diversity Today, we believe it's very easy to be a HERO. All you need are Honesty, Empathy, Respect, and Open-mindedness.
Dwight Schrute: Uh, excuse me.
Mr. Brown: Yeah?
Dwight Schrute: I'm sorry, but that's not all it takes to be a hero.
Mr. Brown: Oh, great. Well, what is a hero to you?
Dwight Schrute: A hero kills people. People that wish them harm.
Mr. Brown: Okay.
Dwight Schrute: A hero is part human, and part supernatural. A hero is born out of a childhood trauma or out of a disaster that must be avenged.
Mr. Brown: Okay, um, you're thinking of a superhero.
Dwight Schrute: We all have a hero in our heart.

Michael Scott: You call that diversity training? I don't. Were there any connections between any of us? Did anyone look each other in the eye? Was there any emotion going on? Were... no! Where was the heart? I didn't see any heart. Where was my Oprah moment? Okay, get as much done as you can before lunch, because afterward, I'm going to have you all in tears.

Michael Scott: Come on, here we go. It's time. Let's do some good.

Michael Scott: This is an environment of welcoming. And you should just get the hell out of here.

Michael Scott: Okay, well, since I am leading this, let's get down to business. And why don't I just kind of introduce myself, okay? Um, I am Michael. And I am part English, Irish, uh, German, and Scot'ish! Sort of a virtual United Nations. But what some of you might not know is that I am also part Native American Indian.
Oscar Martinez: What part Native American?
Michael Scott: Two fifteenths.
Oscar Martinez: Two fif... that fraction doesn't make any sense.
Michael Scott: Well, you know what? It's kind of hard for me to talk about. There's suffering.

Michael Scott: Pump it up. Let's go.
Stanley Hudson: I admire... your culture's success in America.
Pam Beasley: Thank you.
Michael Scott: Good. Olympics of suffering, right here. Slavery versus the Holocaust. Come on.

Dwight Schrute: Um... shalom. I'd like to apply for a loan.
Michael Scott: That's nice, Dwight.
Dwight Schrute: Okay, do me. Something stereotypical, so I can get it really quick.
Pam Beasley: Okay, I like your food.
Dwight Schrute: Uh, Outback Steakhouse. I'm Australian, mate!

Michael Scott: Pam, Pam! Come on. "I like your food." No, come on. Stir the pot! Stir the melting pot, Pam! Let's do it. Let's get ugly. Let's get real.
Pam Beasley: Okay... If I have to do this, based on stereotypes that are totally untrue, that I do not agree with, you would maybe not be a very good driver.
Dwight Schrute: Oh, man, am I a woman?

Michael Scott: You'll notice I didn't have anybody be an Arab. I thought that would be too explosive. Uh, no pun intended. But I just thought too soon for Arabs. Maybe next year. Um... You know, the ball's in their court.

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Goodbye Christopher Robin (2017)

Daphne Milne: Come on. You're the man. Take the lead.

Alan Milne: Where to start? A few years ago in Sarajevo, one Archduke was shot. And the next thing we know, ten million non-archdukes are shot. And for what?... What a jolly little farce. But I know that the final curtain... is surely coming for archdukes and top hats and the like... and for all the other fools... who led ordinary decent folk to the slaughter. So, what can one say but... Tinketty Tonk.
— Tinketty Tonk.

Daphne Milne: You know, if you don't think about a thing, then it ceases to exist. It's true. I read about it. It's all in Plato. It's called philosophy.

Daphne Milne: He's a boy. He'll grow up. He'll put on a uniform and he'll go off to war. And I will be waiting again like I waited for you. Never knowing.
Alan Milne: You listen to me. I just fought in the War to End All Wars. There won't be another one.
Daphne Milne: I couldn't stand to love someone who was going away again, Blue. Not like that.

Alan Milne: Bees... I completely forgot about bees. And honey. I forgot about honey.

Daphne Milne: You said you were bringing us here to write something. So write something! You are a writer who doesn't write!
Alan Milne: I'm thinking...
Daphne Milne: Well, let's hear your great thoughts.
Alan Milne: I'm thinking about where we go next.
Daphne Milne: London!
Alan Milne: No, not us. England.

Alan Milne: Where does England go next? The country is wounded, Daph. It's lost men, yes. But it's lost more than that. We need a sense of purpose. Don't you see? The nations of the world, they got together and banned slavery. What if we did the same with war? What if we all, all nations, got together and decided... that when there was a conflict, when there was a dispute, war was no way to settle it. War would go the way of the slave trade.

Daphne Milne: ...do you know what writing a book against war is like?
Alan Milne: No. Tell me.
Daphne Milne: It's like writing a book against Wednesdays. Wednesdays, Blue, are a fact of life... and if you don't like them, you could stay in bed but you can't stop them... because Wednesdays are coming and if today isn't actually a Wednesday it soon will be.

Alan Milne: You're going away?
Olive: I thought Mrs. Milne had said...
Alan Milne: Mrs. Milne is always saying things. I don't expect them to happen.

Christopher Robin: Mummy says they have to have names.
Alan Milne: Well, the tiger should be called Tiger.
Christopher Robin: Tigger is better than Tiger.
Alan Milne: Better how?
Christopher Robin: It's more tiggerish.
Alan Milne: Hmm... Fair enough.

Christopher Robin: Well, what's his name?
Alan Milne: He doesn't have a name. He's wild.
Christopher Robin: But I want to call him to me.
Alan Milne: You should call him Pooh, then. So if he ignores you, you can pretend you were just saying, "Pooh."

Alan Milne: The creatures in the story are toys. They're toys but the woods are real... And the size is wrong. The bear should be smaller. Size of a little brother.

Ernest: Blue, are we writing a book? I thought we were just having fun.
Alan Milne: We are writing a book and we're having fun.
Ernest: I didn't know you could do both at the same time. You don't usually look like you're having fun while you're writing.

Alan Milne: Ernest and I are putting your bear in a book.
Christopher Robin: He'll like that.
Alan Milne: We're putting you in it too. Will you like that?
Christopher Robin: I'm not sure. If I'm in a book, people might think I'm not real.
Alan Milne: Well, then it will be a surprise when they find out you are real.
Christopher Robin: And when they find out Winnie is real?
Ernest: We can't call him Winnie in the book, because Winnie is a girl's name.
Christopher Robin: No. It's a bear's name. It's different for bears. Nou says.

Alan Milne: Winnie the Pooh is a creature of bedtime. He's either just got up or just going off. He's reverie in bear form... Winnie the Pooh.
Ernest: That's rather...
Alan Milne: Inexplicable?
Ernest: Yes.

Christopher Robin: Why does everyone like Winnie the Pooh so much? He's my bear. Why don't they get their own bears?
Alan Milne: Well... You see, after the war there was so much sadness... that hardly anyone could remember what happiness was like. Then Winnie the Pooh came along and he was like a tap. You just turned it on and happiness came out.

Olive: A person should do the things a person loves with the people a person loves... because you never know what happens next.

Olive: Once upon a time, there was a nanny... who looked after a little boy. A very special little boy. She loved him so much... that she carried him in her heart... and in her prayers. And she hoped and prayed... and prayed and hoped that he would always remember... me.

Alan Milne: I'm sorry you paid the price for it. If I'd known, perhaps I...
Christopher Robin: What? Not written it? No. You reminded people what happiness was... what childhood could be when everything else was broken.
Alan Milne: But your own childhood...
Christopher Robin: ...was wonderful. It was growing up that was hard.

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Credigree Weed St. Patrick's Day Special

South Park 25×6

Butters Stotch: Uh-oh! Hey, Kelly-Ann! What's going on?
Kelly-Ann: What do you mean?
Butters Stotch: Looks like someone forgot what day it was! Ha ha! Pi-i-i-i-nch!

Butters Stotch: I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to do anything wrong, honest!
Officer Johnston: Do you know what sexual assault is?

Randy Marsh: A very happy mornin', everybody! And a foine St. Patrick's Day to all of ye. I don't know if ya noohticed. But, uh, there's a farm across the street selling weed also... And the owner is actually 10 par-cent Irish!
Steve Black: So, obviously, you're upset that you don't seem to have any customers.
Randy Marsh: What I'm upset about is a wee little thing called "cultural appropriation". Ever heard of it? That's why we can't wear sombreros on Cinco de Mayo. Why we can't dress like Indians on Halloween.
Steve Black: What's your point?
Randy Marsh: I'm looking at my point, you racist son of a bitch. You have no right to wear that stuff. It is offensive.

Randy Marsh: Come on, guys! St. Patrick's Day is the one day of the year we have left where we can actually celebrate being white. Any other day that we tried to be proud of our culture, we would get immediately cancelled by Twitter! And yet for some reason, you're all over here, buying your weed from someone who is fine mocking our customs and traditions.

Randy Marsh: Yeah, let's arrest the white leprechaun. Cuz, you know, can't have one day for a mostly white culture, right? Don't wanna get cancelled. I guess don't arrest him for cultural appropriations? Guess... Guess that only works one way, huh?

Public Defender: I'm here to help you, okay? Now, this woman that you're accused of groping, were you two in any kind of relationship?
Butters Stotch: No, ma'am, could you... Maybe put on some green lipstick or something?
Public Defender: Before you touched the victim, did she give you any kind of consent?
Butters Stotch: Well, technically, yes! I mean, St. Patrick's Day is a wonderful day where we remember a British Roman man who went to Ireland and converted the whole country to Christianity! And he used a clover to represent the Holy Trinity, so we're supposed to celebrate that by wearing green and if you don't wear green you get a pinch!
Public Defender: And who is this St. Patrick to you?

Stan Marsh: Dad, it's St. Patrick's Day. We're gonna do a scavenger hunt at recess.
Randy Marsh: I'm asking you to do one little thing. Ditch school, get weed, sneak into the police station. Do it or no more Wi-Fi, I mean it!

Butters Stotch: I knew St. Patrick would perform a miracle to get us out of here! Just like when he was a slave, he will help us go free!
Randy Marsh: White people were slaves in history? Nuh-uh.

Officer Johnston: This weed is amazing and it has so much cred... You know, I've never really been a fan of the holiday Specials, but this one is really good.

Randy Marsh: Stop right there, you piece a shit! Is everyone enjoying the special?!

Randy Marsh: You see?! This is what happens when you appropriate a culture! It's sort of your special and it's sort of not your special... And nobody knows whose special it is.

St. Patrick: "Kiss me I'm Irish!" That's more like it!
— Oh, my God!
St. Patrick: No, you bought the shirt, bitch! Come on, let's have a go! It's me day! Take your dick out. Who wants him to take his dick out?
— I will not!
St. Patrick: What is this? Are you people all some kind of Scottish poofters?
— Hey, that is a homophobic slur!
St. Patrick: You're calling me homophobic? Because I will gladly [BLEEP] any man here. We celebrate St. Patrick's Day for four simple reasons... I. Love. To. [BLEEP].
— Wow, St. Patrick, wow. You're a real jerk.

Tom: The party is over... A new day has come... And now... St. Patrick's Day, the only holiday left where white people could celebrate a culture... has been cancelled. And as for the mysterious, sexually charged being who groped and assaulted so many. He... is doing five years community service.
Butters Stotch: .... Once again... I shoulda never listened to what they told me in church.

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Everything Everywhere All at Once (2022)

Evelyn: You know, he doesn't have to stay.
Joy: Who's he?
Evelyn: Becky.
Joy: Becky's a she.
Evelyn: You know me. I always mix up 'he', 'she'. In Chinese, just one word - 'ta' - so easy. And the way you two are dressed, I'm sure I'm not the only one calling him 'he'. I mean her 'him'. Ugh!

Evelyn: Joy, wait! Please! I have something to say to you!
Joy: What?!
Evelyn: You... you have to try and eat healthier. You are getting fat.

Alpha Waymond: I know you have a lot of things on your mind, but nothing could possibly matter more than this conversation we are having right now concerning the fate of every single world of our infinite multiverse.

Alpha Waymond: I'm not the Waymond who wants to divorce you. I'm the Waymond who is saving your life. Now, you can either come with me and live up to your ultimate potential or lie here and live with the consequences.
Evelyn: I want to lie here.

Evelyn: So let her destroy the other bubbles. You said there are so many of them. Maybe it's OK if we lose some, but just leave me out of it.
Alpha Waymond: It's not so simple. She's been building something. We thought it was some sort of black hole. But it appears to consume more than just light and matter. We don't know exactly what it is. We don't know what it's for. But we can all feel it. You've been feeling it too, haven't you?... Something is off. Your clothes never wear as well the next day. Your hair never falls in quite the same way. Even your coffee tastes... wrong. Our institutions are crumbling. Nobody trusts their neighbour anymore. And you stay up at night wondering to yourself...
Evelyn: How can we get back?

Alpha Waymond: Paper cuts only happen when you aren't trying.

Evelyn: Oh, my God. You... You're Juju Toobootie.

Alpha Waymond: Where did she jump?
Alpha RV Officer: Um, she's off the damn map...
Alpha RV Officer: She appears to be in a universe where everyone has... hot dogs instead of fingers. ...
Alpha RV Officer: An evolutionary branch in the anatomy of the human race?

Jobu Tupaki: I got bored one day and I put everything on a bagel. Everything. All my hopes and dreams, my old report cards, every breed of dog, every last personal ad on craigslist. Sesame. Poppy seed. Salt. And it collapsed in on itself. 'Cause, you see, when you really put everything on a bagel, it becomes this.

Evelyn: The truth. What is the truth?
Jobu Tupaki: Nothing... matters. ... Feels nice, doesn't it? If nothing matters... then all the pain and guilt you feel for making nothing of your life... it goes away.

Evelyn: Did you see her dance that man to death?

Jobu Tupaki: You see it all, don't you? You can see how everything... is just a random rearrangement of particles in a vibrating superposition.

Evelyn: Happy New Year! Another year, hmm? Pretending we know what we're doing, but, really, we're just going around in circles. Doing laundry and taxes, and laundry and taxes.

Jobu Tupaki: Not a single moment will go by without every other universe screaming for your attention. Never fully there. Just a lifetime of... Fractured moments. Contradictions and confusion... With only a few specks of time where anything actually makes any sense.

Evelyn: How? That's impossible.
Jobu Tupaki: It's just a statistical inevitability. It's nothing special.

Waymond: Can we... can we just stop fighting? I know you are all fighting because you're scared and confused. I'm confused too. All day... I don't know what the heck is going on. But somehow... this feels like it's all my fault. I don't know. The only thing I do know... is that we have to be kind. Please. Be kind... especially when we don't know what's going on.

Evelyn: Wait... You are getting fat. And you never call me even though we have a family plan. And it's free. You only visit when you need something. And you got a tattoo and I don't care if it's supposed to represent our family. You know I hate tattoos. And of all the places I could be, why would I want to be here with you?.. Yes, you're right. It doesn't make sense...
     Maybe it's like you said. Maybe there is something out there, some new discovery that will make us feel like even smaller pieces of shit. Something that explains why you still went looking for me through all of this noise. And why, no matter what, I still want to be here with you. I will always... always... want to be here with you.
Joy: So what? You... You're just gonna ignore everything else? You could be anything, anywhere. Why not go somewhere where your... where your daughter is more than just... this? Here, all we get are a few specks of time where any of this actually makes any sense.
Evelyn: Then I will cherish these few specks of time.

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Σ Александр Шебанов: ВСЁ ВЕЗДЕ И СРАЗУ | мультивселенная здорового человека

Σ The Critical Drinker: The Drinker Recommends... Everything Everywhere All At Once

Sluga naroda #1.12

Servant of the People 1×12

Vasiliy Petrovich Goloborodko, president of Ukraine: Dad!
Petr Holoborodko: Not so loud. Why are you yelling?
Vasiliy Petrovich Goloborodko, president of Ukraine: Do you think it's okay to be an unlicensed taxi driver?
Petr Holoborodko: Am I stupid? A license costs money. Plus, if I work legally, they will cut my pension, fershtein?
Vasiliy Petrovich Goloborodko, president of Ukraine: I fershtein. Do you fershtein that it's illegal to evade taxes?
Petr Holoborodko: I don't pay taxes. All they do is steal your money.

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Help, My Teenager Hates Me!

South Park 25×5

Gerald Broflovski: My God! Is this stuff real?!
Kyle Broflovski: No, Dad, it's Airsoft. It's like paintball, only it's way cooler and it just looks totally real.
Gerald Broflovski: I-I really don't think your mom would approve, Kyle.
Kyle Broflovski: Dad... Please. I'm not a baby anymore.
The other guys... They already got their stuff. We're playing today! Can I please just get, like, an AK-47 and maybe a Glock?

Gerald Broflovski: So it's all totally safe?
Airsoft Armory Salesman: Well, I wouldn't particularly say that... I mean... All the stuff is safe, the guns and grenades and things... but... But not necessarily the people who mostly play Airsoft...
Gerald Broflovski: What people mostly play Airsoft?
Airsoft Armory Salesman: Teenagers.

Kyle Broflovski: Cartman, are you okay?
Eric Cartman: I'm just really happy, you guys... Airsoft is seriously, like, the greatest thing in the whole world. Well, here's my house. Thanks, you guys. For just a few, brief hours... I forgot how much everything sucks.

Kyle Broflovski: Oh, that's probably my teenager!

Sheila Broflovski: Gerald... why is Kyle wearing my makeup on his face?
Gerald Broflovski: He's just... experimenting.

Kyle Broflovski: What the hell are these things?

Eric Cartman: Well... at least I'm not the only one dealing with this crap.
Kyle Broflovski: Your guy wants hair gel, too?
Eric Cartman: No, my teenager wants more lotion... All this guy does is hang out in the bathroom and go through like two bottles of lotion a day. I swear I don't know how soft you could possibly want your hands to be.

Stan Marsh: Oh, my God, you gotta be shitting me. Yeah... hello?
Stan's Teenager: I'm not gay.
Stan Marsh: Whu... What?
Stan's Teenager: Why'd you call me gay?! Like, what the hell do you know?! You don't even [BLEEP] know me!
Stan Marsh: I-I didn't call you gay.
Stan's Teenager: They said I couldn't shoot a BB within 10 feet, and I just had to say bang bang, and you got all salty and said I was gay.
Stan Marsh: I was saying the rule was gay. I wasn't talking anything about sexual orientation.
Stan's Teenager: Brah.
Stan Marsh: You're right, I shouldn't have used that word! Look... I was one of the first people ever to say there was nothing wrong with being gay. I had a dog that was gay!
Stan's Teenager: Oh, so I'm a [BLEEP] dog now?! I'll [BLEEP] kill you!
Stan Marsh: Okay, dude... What... Do you want me to do?
Stan's Teenager: I want you to just leave me alone!
Stan Marsh: Okay, but you called me... Hello? Hello?

Stan Marsh: I seriously don't know what to do... I've tried being nice, I've tried being harsh... And I get nothing from my teenager. Nothing.
Kenny McKormick: Mrph.
Kyle Broflovski: Well, you're lucky. At least your teenager doesn't threaten to kill you.
Stan Marsh: I'd love him to threaten to do anything. I'd love him to do. Anything.
Eric Cartman: On the rare occasion that my teenager isn't in the bathroom, all he does is talk about his miserable life. I'm like... okay, dude, I've got problems too. But of course teenagers don't care about your problems. I'm like, "Look, buddy, I live in a hot dog. Okay? Like, maybe let's stop bitching and just play Airsoft." But you can't say that because then they're just gonna...
— WANT TO KILL THEMSELVES.

Eric Cartman: Okay, well, you should probably finish up. I know you took the lotion in there. You really don't need soft hands for camping.
Eric's Teenager: Leave me alone!
Eric Cartman: Come on, dude. No shit in the world takes that long.

Eric Cartman: What you do to Jergens Lotion isn't right.

Randy Marsh: Should I take them out now?
Gerald Broflovski: Not yet... We still have a few good years before they turn into monsters.

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Superman (1978)

Lara: But why Earth, Jor-El? They're primitives thousands of years behind us.
Jor-El: He will need that advantage to survive. Their atmosphere will sustain him. He will defy their gravity. He will look like one of them.
Lara: He won't be one of them.
Jor-El: No. His dense molecular structure will make him strong.
Lara: He'll be odd. Different.
Jor-El: He'll be fast. Virtually invulnerable.
Lara: Isolated, alone.
Jor-El: He will not be alone. He will never be alone.

Young Lois Lane: Golly, I saw a boy out there run as fast as the train! Faster even!
Ella Lane: Lois Lane, you have a writer's gift for invention. I'll say that for you.
Lois Lane: But... But...
General Sam Lane: Lois, please read your book.
Lois Lane: No one ever believes me.

Martha Kent: Remember us, son. Always remember us.

Jor-El: The knowledge that I have... matters physical and historic... ... These are important matters, to be sure, but still matters of mere fact. There are questions to be asked. And it is time for you to do so.
     Here in this... This Fortress of Solitude... we shall try to find the answers together.
     How does a good man live? What is virtue? When does a man's obligation to those around him exceed his obligation to himself?
     And these are not simple questions.

Jor-El: So, my son... speak.
Clark Kent: Who am I?
Jor-El: Your name is Kal-El. You are the only survivor of the planet Krypton. Even though you've been raised as a human being... you are not one of them. You have great powers... only some of which you have as yet discovered.

Jor-El: It is now time for you to rejoin your new world... and to serve its collective humanity.
     Live as one of them, Kal-El... to discover where your strength and your power are needed. Always hold in your heart the pride of your special heritage. They can be a great people, Kal-El. They wish to be. They only lack the light to show the way.
     For this reason above all, their capacity for good... I have sent them you... my only son.

Mr. White: Lois, why don't you take Kent out to meet everybody, huh? Just introduce him around. He's starting with the paper today. I'm giving him the city beat.
Lois Lane: Chief, that's my beat!
Mr. White: Lois, Clark Kent may seem like just a mild-mannered reporter, but listen... not only does he know how to treat his editor in chief with respect... not only does he have a snappy, punchy prose style... but he is, in my 40 years in this business, the fastest typist I've seen.

Lois Lane: Swell?
Clark Kent: Yeah.
Lois Lane: You know, Clark, there are very few people left in the world... who feel comfortable saying that word.
Clark Kent: What word?
Lois Lane: "Swell."
Clark Kent: Really? I always thought it was kind of natural.

Clark Kent: Just a minute, mister. I realize of course that times are tough for some these days... but this isn't the answer. You can't solve society's problems with a gun.

Eve Teschmacher: Lex, what is this obsession with real estate? All the time, "land, land, land."
Lex Luthor: Miss Teschmacher, when I was 6 years old, my father said to me...
Miss Teschmacher: "Get out."
Lex Luthor: Before that. He said, "Son, stocks may rise and fall. Utilities and transportation systems may collapse. People are no damn good. But they will always need land... and they'll pay through the nose to get it." "Remember," my father said...
- Land!
Lex Luthor: Right.

Eve Teschmacher: Ugh. Lex, you're sick. You are really sick. You would take a diaper pin to cut a baby's throat. You'd fix the brakes on your own grandmother's wheelchair. I don't know, just explain one thing to me, Lex. Why do I love you so much?
Lex Luthor: Because life with me is never dull.
Eve Teschmacher: No, it's never dull, Lex... because you are the pits. You're really the pits.

Superman: Easy, miss. I've got you.
Lois Lane: You... You've got me? Who's got you?

Lois Lane: Who are you?
Superman: A friend.

Jor-El: You are revealed to the world. Very well. So be it. But you still must keep your secret identity.
Kal-El: Why?
Jor-El: The reasons are two. First, you cannot serve humanity 28 hours a day.
Kal-El: 24.
Jor-El: Or 24... as it is in Earth time. Your help would be called for endlessly. Even for those tasks which human beings could solve themselves. It is their habit to abuse their resources in such a way.
Kal-El: And secondly?
Jor-El: Second, your enemies will discover... their only way to hurt you: By hurting the people you care for.

Jor-El: Lastly... do not punish yourself for your feelings of vanity. Simply learn to control them. It is an affliction common to all, even on Krypton. Our destruction could have been avoided but for the vanity of some... who consider us indestructible. Were it not for vanity, why... at this very moment... I could embrace you in my arms... my son.

Lois Lane: What a super man... Superman!

Clark Kent: Lois... there's something I have to tell you. I'm really... I mean, I was, at first, really nervous about tonight. But then I decided, well, darn it, I was gonna show you the time of your life.
Lois Lane: That's Clark, nice.
Clark Kent: I was thinking maybe we could go for a hamburger.

Lex Luthor: Do you know why the number 200 is so vitally descriptive... to both you and me? It's your weight and my IQ.

Lex Luthor: Doesn't it give you kind of... a shudder of electricity through you to be in the same room with me?

Lex Luthor: You were great in your day, Superman. But it just stands to reason... when it came time to cash in your chips... this old, diseased maniac... would be your banker. Mind over muscle.

General: Someone's trying to destroy Metropolis.
Lieutenant: Uh, actually sir, it looks like it's headed for New Jersey.
Admiral: Jersey? What the hell's in New Jersey?

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Gone

Fear the Walking Dead 7×16

Madison: I'll do what you asked. But you have to hold up your end of the deal. PADRE: We will.
Madison: How do I know?
PADRE: The only reason you're still breathing is because of us... What's your name?
Madison: ... Madison.
PADRE: Not anymore. We will tell you who you're going to be from now on.

Morgan: Oh, dear God. You're Madison Clark.

Madison: Family is not the answer. It's the problem. That's what PADRE's figured out. That's why what they're building is different.

Madison: She doesn't need to know.
Morgan: I need to know.
Madison: No, you don't.
Morgan: How can you do this to people?
Madison: You get used to it...

Madison: You're looking at this all wrong. The way we see each other, the things we do for each other, PADRE's rewritten the book on all of it.
Morgan: And what does that look like?
Madison: No attachments. No connections.

Madison: That's the thing, Morgan. I don't want to find them. I'm never gonna see them again. And that's okay. I told you I got over it before. I wasn't lying.

Ava: First thing in my grand-daddy's will. To be buried with his favorite hunting gun. Said he wanted to be prepared in case he didn't end up in front of the pearly gates.

Morgan: Hey. No one's gone until they're gone.

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Amina

Fear the Walking Dead 7×15

Alicia: How would you know?
Masked Girl: Because I was bit, too! And I'm still here.
Alicia: What? How?
Masked Girl: Take me to the Tower. Make contact with my friend. He's the one who saved me. He can save you, too. And then he can get us all to PADRE.

Sarah: Well, shit. Don't wanna be the only asshole who said no.

Sarah: C'mon, Josie. Got to stir up some crispy beef.

Alicia: Your friend. What is his name?

Alicia: Will's just another person that I outlived. So many people had to die so I could live.

Alicia: I have to save Strand.

Victor: Why'd you save me? After everything I've done?...
Alicia: What?
Victor: I asked your mother the same question once.
Alicia: What did she say?

Alicia: It's up to you... to make sure everything we've been through... means something.

Alicia: I did it because I love you, too.

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The Last One

Friends 10×17

Ross: Oh, God. This was amazing.
Rachel: It really was. You've learned some new moves...
Ross: Yeah, well, uh, this guy at work gave me Sex for Dummies as a joke. Who's laughing now?.. I am.

Chandler: So you ever wonder which is worse? You know, going through labor or getting kicked in the nuts?
Erica: What?
Chandler: Oh, it's just interesting. You know, because no one will ever know because no one can experience both. One of life's great unanswerable questions... I mean, who knows? Maybe there's something even more painful than those things. Like this.

Phoebe: What's that smile? Did something happen with you two?
Ross: Hey, I'm not one to kiss and tell. Uh, but I'm also not one to have sex and shut up. We totally did it!

Rachel: I woke up today with the biggest smile on my face.
Ross: I know, me too. It was... You know, it was like one of those things you think is never gonna happen. And then it does, and it's everything you want it to be.

Monica: How do you feel?
Erica: I'm tired.
Doctor: You don't have that much time to relax. The other one will be along in a minute.
Monica: I'm sorry, who should be along in a what, now?
Doctor: The next baby should be along in a minute.
Chandler: We only ordered one.

Chandler: Can I see you for a second?... What do we do?
Monica: What do you mean, "What do we do?"
Chandler: Twins!
Monica: Chandler, you're panicking.
Chandler: Uh-huh! Join me, won't you?

Doctor: Here she comes...
Monica: She? It's a girl?
Doctor: Yeah.
Chandler: Well, now we have one of each. And that's enough.

Phoebe: Ross, you've got to tell her how you feel.
Ross: No way.
Joey: Well, you can't just give up. Is that what a dinosaur would do?
Ross: What?
Joey: I'm just trying to speak your language.

Phoebe: Okay, awkward question. The hospital knows you took two, right?

Chandler: I have no idea what's going on, but I am excited!

Chandler: So, uh... Awkward hug or lame cool-guy handshake?
Joey: Yeah, well, you know, lame cool-guy handshake...

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Wise Owl

Inside No. 9 (7×6)

Wise Owl: Don't be a twit-you. Leave electricity alone.

Wise Owl: Don't be a twit-you. Always stay safe with your mummy and daddy. Wise Owl knows best.

Ronnie: Wise Owl?
Wise Owl: What?!
Ronnie: Joanne wants to light her candles but I told her it's dangerous.
Wise Owl: Twit-you! What does it say on the box? Can't you read?
Ronnie: "Safety matches."
Wise Owl: Exactly! They're safe.

Wise Owl: Wise Owl knows best.

Wise Owl: Ronnie! You mustn't say anything. Wise Owl won't let you. And we must always do what Wise Owl says... mustn't we?

Ronnie: Get stuffed.

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