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again, from breakfast at tiffany's
- Paul: I love you.
- Holly: So what.
- Paul: So what? So plenty! I love you, you belong to me!
- Holly: [tearfully] No. People don't belong to people.
- Paul: Of course they do!
- Holly: I'll never let anybody put me in a cage.
- Paul: I don't want to put you in a cage, I want to love you!
- A CLEARER CHAT BETWEEN PAUL AND HOLLY
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okay, i love "breakfast at tiffany's"
- Holly: He's all right! Aren't you, cat? Poor cat! Poor slob! Poor slob without a name! The way I see it I haven't got the right to give him one. We don't belong to each other. We just took up one day by the river. I don't want to own anything until I find a place where me and things go together. I'm not sure where that is but I know what it is like. It's like Tiffany's.
- Paul: Tiffany's? You mean the jewelry store.
- Holly: That's right. I'm just crazy about Tiffany's!
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from the movie IKAW PA LANG ANG MINAHAL (1992)
- Maximo: Adela, bakit hindi ka mananghalian?
- Adela: Huwag mo kong alalahanin. Hindi bagay sa iyo.
- Maximo: Sinisisi mo ba ako dahil iniwan ka ni David?
- Adela: Oo!
- Maximo: Balang araw ay pasasalamatan mo rin ako at malalaman mo kung ano ang tunay na motibo niya sa iyo.
- Adela: Ang sabihin mo, pinag-layo mo kaming dalawa ni David hindi dahil sa nag-aalala ka sa akin, kundi inaalala mo ang pera mo. Kung hindi ako ang heredera mo, ang laking tuwa mo dahil sa unang pulubi na nag-kainteres sa akin ay ipag-tutulakan mo ako.
- Maximo: Hindi na bale kung pulubi, huwag lang ahas !
- Adela: Di bale ng ahas, basta mahal ko !
- Maximo: Balang araw ay malalaman mo rin kung ano ang nangyari sa iyo. Ang magmahal ka sa isang lalake na wala naman pagmamahal sa iyo.
- Adela: Bakit may pinag-kaiba ka ba sa kanya? Tumira tayo sa isang bubong, sa dalawamput pitong taon, kahit minsan hindi mo pinaramdam sa akin na mahal mo ako. Wala kang karapatang humusga. Pag-malupitan man ako ni David ng sobra pa sa ginawa mo, sa pagka-inutil mo, hindi mo pala ako kayang mahalin. Dapat pinayagan mo akong mahalin ang iba. Wasakin man niya ang buhay ko, durugin man niya ang puso ko, hindi pa rin yan tatalo sa ginawa mong pag-patay sa kaluluwa ko.
- Maximo: Si David ang pumatayo sa iyo !
- Adela: Si David ang bumuhay sa akin !
- Maximo: Lubayan mo na siya Adela.
- Adela: Pag-balik ni David, sasama ako sa kanya.
- Maximo: Kung ganon, babaguhin ko ang aking testamento.
- Adela: Tutulungan pa kita !
- Adela: Ako si Dr. Maximo Sevilla, 58 anyos, matino ang pag-iisip at malakas ang katawan ay nais mag-palit ng kayamanan at ari-arian. Sinong tagapag-mana ang isusulat ko.
- Maximo: Pag-iisipan ko pa ang bagay na yan.
- Adela: Bakit pa? Malaking kahihiyan ang binigay ng anak mong b-o-b-a at t-a-n-g-a. Iniskandalo ka niya sa reputasyong pinaka tangi mo. Dapat lang na parusahan mo siya.
- Adela: Trenta porsiyento ng aking salapi ay ipag-kakaloob ko sa hospital ng Santa Monica. Kuwarenta porsiyento sa Department of Medicine ng Santa Monica. Siguro mas maganda kung idikta mo sa akin habang may oras ka pa. May iiwan ka ba para kay Tiya Paula? Tyang, magkano ang pag-seserbisyo ninyo kay Papa?
- Paula: Adela, mahabag ka naman sa Papa mo.
- Adela: Pirmahan mo.
- Maximo: Sa akala mo ba magagawa kong alisan ng mana ang kaisa-isa kong anak.
- Adela: Hindi nga dahil ikatutuwa mo pang tumanda ako sa bahay na ito, lunod sa salapi, respetado ng lahat pero walang nag-mamahal. Puwes may balita ako sa iyo mahal kong Papa. Gagawin kitang miserable. Habang buhay mong pag-durusahan kung bakit binuhay mo pa ako dahil oras na mamatay ka, hahanapin ko si David at bibilhin ko siya sa bawat singko na ipapamana mo sa akin. Tignan ko lang kung hindi ka mangisay sa libingan mo.
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Kat: I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme. I hate it, I hate the way you’re always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry. I hate it when you’re not around, and the fact that you didn’t call. But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.
- 10 Things I Hate About You (1999)
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Anak ng Temang! :) I love those lines.
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10 things i hate about you
A remake of the classic Shakespare play “The Taming of the Shrew.”, set in a modern day highschool.
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from reality bites
- Lelaina Pierce: I was really going to be somebody by the time I was 23.
- Troy Dyer: Honey, all you have to be by the time you're 23 is yourself.
- Lelaina Pierce: I don't know who that is anymore.
- Troy Dyer: I do. And we all love her. I love her. She breaks my heart again and again, but I love her.
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from the royal tenenbaums (2001)
- Eli: I'm not in love with you any more.
- Margot: I didn't know that you ever were.
- Eli: Let's not make this any more difficult than it already is.
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the best of margo
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THE ROYAL TENENBAUMS, 2001
Director: Wes Anderson
Producers: Wes Anderson, Barry Mendel, and Scott Rudin
Executive Producers: Rudd Simmons and Owen Wilson
Screenplay: Wes Anderson and Owen Wilson
Director of Photography: Robert Yeoman
Film Editor: Dylan Tichenor, A.C.E.
Production Designer: David Wasco
Music By: Mark Mothersbaugh
Costume Designer: Karen Patch
Casting: Douglas Aibel
Art Director: Carl Sprague
Royal Tenenbaum - Gene Hackman
Etheline Tenenbaum - Anjelica Huston
Chas Tenenbaum - Ben Stiller
Margot Tenenbaum - Gwyneth Paltrow
Richie Tenenbaum - Luke Wilson
Eli Cash - Owen Wilson
Raleigh St. Clair - Bill Murray
Henry Sherman - Danny Glover
Dusty - Seymour Cassel
Pagoda - Kumar Pallana
Narrator - Alec Baldwin
Ari Tenenbaum - Grant Rosenmeyer
Uzi Tenenbaum - Jonah Meyerson
Young Chas - Aram Asianian-Persico
Young Margot - Irene Gorovaia
Young Richie - Amedeo Turturro
Young Eli - James Fitzgerald
Dudley Heinsbergen - Stephen Lea Sheppard -
from “chasing amy” (1997)
“I love you. And not, not in a friendly way, although I think we’re great friends. And not in a misplaced affection, puppy-dog way, although I’m sure that’s what you’ll call it. I love you. Very, very simple, very truly. You are the epitome of everything I have ever looked for in another human being. And I know that you think of me as just a friend, and crossing that line is the furthest thing from an option you would ever consider. But I had to say it. I just, I can’t take this anymore. I can’t stand next to you without wanting to hold you. I can’t, I can’t look into your eyes without feeling that, that longing you only read about in trashy romance novels. I can’t talk to you without wanting to express my love for everything you are. And I know this will probably queer our friendship - no pun intended - but I had to say it, because I’ve never felt this way before, and I don’t care. I like who I am because of it. And if bringing this to light means we can’t hang out anymore, then that hurts me. But God, I just, I couldn’t allow another day to go by without just getting it out there, regardless of the outcome, which by the look on your face is to be the inevitable shoot-down. And, you know, I’ll accept that. But I know…I know that some part of you is hesitating for a moment, and if there is a moment of hesitation, then that means you feel something too. All I ask, please, is that you just, you just not dismiss that - and try to dwell in it for just ten seconds. Alyssa, there isn’t another soul on this f*cking planet who has ever made me half the person I am when I’m with you, and I would risk this friendship for the chance to take it to the next plateau. Because it is there between you and me. You can’t deny that. Even if, you know, even if we never talk again after tonight, please know that I’m forever changed because of who you are and what you’ve meant to me, which - while I do appreciate it - I’d never need a painting of birds bought at a diner to remind me of.”
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”I became aware that our love was doomed; love had turned into a love affair with a beginning and an end. I could name the very moment when it had begun, and one day I knew I should be able to name the final hour. When she left the house I couldn’t settle to work. I would reconstruct what we had said to each other; I would fan myself into anger or remorse. And all the time I knew I was forcing the pace. I was pushing, pushing the only thing I loved out of my life. As long as I could make believe that love lasted I was happy; I think I was even good to live with, and so love did last. But if love had to die, I wanted it to die quickly. It was as though our love were a small creature caught in a trap and bleeding to death; I had to shut my eyes and wring its neck.
Graham Greene (The End of the Affair)
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the script of "the end of the affair" (1999)
better of course, if you bought the novel by graham greene instead.
