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The Oracle:
Well, come on, I ain't gonna bite you. Come around here, let me have a look at you. [removes glasses] My goodness, look at you. You turned out all right, didn't you? How do you feel?

Neo:
I, uh-

The Oracle:
I know you're not sleeping. We'll get to that. Why don't you come and have a sit this time?

Neo:
Maybe I'll stand.

The Oracle:
Well, suit yourself.

Neo:
[hesitates, then sits] I felt like sitting.

The Oracle:
I know. So... let's get the obvious stuff out of the way.

Neo:
You're not human, are you?

The Oracle:
Well, it's tough to get any more obvious than that.

Neo:
If I had to guess, I'd say you were a program, from the Machine world. [looks at Seraph] So is he.

The Oracle:
So far so good.

Neo:
But if that's true, that could mean you're a part of the system, another kind of control.

The Oracle:
Keep going.

Neo:
I suppose the most obvious question is: how can I trust you?

The Oracle:
Bingo. It is a pickle, no doubt about it. Bad news is there's no way you can really know if I'm here to help you or not, so it's really up to you. Just have to make up your own damn mind to either accept what I'm going to tell you, or reject it. Candy?

Neo:
... You already know if I'm going to take it.

The Oracle:
Wouldn't be much of an oracle if I didn't.

Neo:
But if you already know, how can I make a choice?

The Oracle:
Because you didn't come here to make the choice. You've already made it. You're here to try to understand why you made it. [Neo eventually takes the candy] I thought you'd have figured that out by now.

Neo:
Why are you here?

The Oracle:
Same reason. I love candy.

Neo:
But why help us?

The Oracle:
We're all here to do what we're all here to do. I'm interested in one thing, Neo, the future. And believe me, I know: the only way to get there is together.

The Prince:
[in Dark Prince form] I cannot let Farah see me like this!

The Dark Prince:
Worry she will prefer the new you?

The Prince:
Charred skin, glowing eyes, melted face. I'm sure it will be love at first sight.

The Salesman:
The wind rises electric. She's soft and warm and almost weightless. Her perfume is sweet promise that brings tears to my eyes. I tell her that everything will be all right; that I'll save her from whatever she's scared and take her far far away. I tell her that I love her.

The Salesman:
The silencer makes a whisper of the gunshot. I hold her close until she's gone. I'll never know what she was running from. I'll cash her check in the morning.

The seasons will always turn.

The clouds will gather and the cold will come.

We will survive them.

We will grow regardless of the weather.

We’ll know wonder, where there’s been despair.

There will be happiness, and we will remember it.

There will be friendships that we won't forget.

Love is the constant.

Whereby we endure all winters and all storms.

It is the climate in which all things can thrive.

Closing lines read by Vanessa Redgrave, Season 9 Call the Midwife, Episode 8

Theo Calder:
Ok Ethan. You asked me a question once, "What has you all tied up in knots when you wake up sweating in the middle of the night?" You still wanna know? I've been thinking about it, been thinking about it a lot. It's not the work, I love the work. I've always loved the work. It's the game. The game, Ethan. And I was so good at it. I made sure all the right people liked me. At night, I'd go through the checklist in my mind: Am I cool with Ben Hillard? Am I cool with Dr. Josephson? Am I cool with all the people who can help me? Am I cool with all the people who can hurt me? Nobody thought I was weak or a loser. There was nobody I was offending, nobody I loved. *That* game, Ethan. But guess what? You taught me how to live outside of the game. You taught me how to *live*. And you know what scares me even more? That I'm going back in. "Forgive me, Ben. Put me back in the game. I'll make you like me again. I'll do the work, I'll do *all* the work, just put me back in the game." And you wanna know, you wanna know the psychology behind this? Now, pay attention, cause I'm good at this. I'm trying not to say goodbye to you. I'm trying not to say I'll miss you. I'm trying to forget you. Ethan Powell, case closed. *Case closed*. Look at me...

Therapist #2:
It's like a little kid gets a puppy for the first time, just hugs it so much, snaps it's neck. It's puppy cradle death syndrome. All that love is gonna snap that puppy.

Thetis:
If you stay in Larissa, you will find peace. You will find a wonderful woman, and you will have sons and daughters, who will have children. And they'll all love you and remember your name. But when your children are dead, and their children after them, your name will be forgotten... If you go to Troy, glory will be yours. They will write stories about your victories in thousands of years! And the world will remember your name. But if you go to Troy, you will never come back... for your glory walks hand-in-hand with your doom. And I shall never see you again.

Thomas Tipp:
But I say this with complete love. Claim your life. Learn to be an asshole. Don't...

David:
Two's enough.

Thomas Tipp:
Forgive me. But I still believe in this family, David, even if it's only you.

Thor:
Loki, I thought the world of you. I thought we were gonna fight side-by-side forever, but at the end of the day, you're you and I'm me. I don't know, maybe there's still some good in you. But let's be honest: our paths diverged a long time ago.

Loki:
[sighs] Yeah. It's probably for the best that we never see each other again.

Thor:
Its what you always wanted. [He claps Loki on the shoulder. Suddenly, he has an idea.] Hey, let's do "Get Help".

Loki:
[slightly confuzzled] What?

Thor:
"Get Help".

Loki:
[seeing what Thor is getting at] No.

Thor:
C'mon, you love it.

Loki:
I hate it.

Thor:
It's great. It works every time.

Loki:
It's humiliating.

Thor:
You got a better plan?

Loki:
No.

Thor:
We're doin' it.

Loki:
[thoroughly exasperated] We are not doing "Get Help".

[Thor gives Loki a devilish smirk. Flash-cut to the elevator opening to a seemingly unconscious Loki with one arm slung over a distressed Thor's shoulder.]

Thor:
GET HELP! Please! My brother's dying! Get help! Help him! [He chucks Loki at the guards, knocking them unconscious.] Ahh, classic!

Loki:
[stands up looking 100% done with this shenaniganery] Still hate it! It's humiliating!

Thor:
Well, not for me, it's not!

Thor:
Where is the Tesseract?

Loki:
[laughing] I missed you too.

Thor:
Do I look to be in a gaming mood?!

Loki:
Oh, you should thank me. With the Bifrost gone, how much dark energy did the All-Father have to muster to conjure you here, your precious Earth?

Thor:
I thought you dead.

Loki:
Did you mourn?

Thor:
We all did. Our father…

Loki:
Your father. He did tell you my true parentage, did he not?

Thor:
We were raised together! We played together, we fought together! Do you remember none of that?

Loki:
I remember a shadow. Living in the shade of your greatness. I remember you tossing me into an abyss - I, who was and should be king!

Thor:
So you take the world I love as recompense for your imagined slights? No, the Earth is under MY protection, Loki!

Loki:
[laughs] And you're doing a marvelous job with that! The humans slaughter each other in droves, while you idly fret! I mean to rule them, and why should I not?

Thor:
You think yourself above them?

Loki:
Well, yes.

Thor:
Then you miss the truth of ruling, brother. A throne would suit you ill.

Loki:
I've seen worlds you've never known about! I have grown, Odinson, in my exile! I have seen the true power of the Tesseract, and when I wield it...

Thor:
Who showed you this power? Who controls the would-be king?

Loki:
I AM A KING!

Thor:
NOT HERE! You give up the Tesseract! You give up this pointless dream! …You come home.

Loki:
…I don't have it. [Thor calls Mjolnir to his hand] You need the cube to bring me home, but I've sent it off, I know not where.

Thor:
You listen well, brother. I-- [Iron Man plows into him at full speed]

Loki:
…I'm listening?

Tiffany:
You know me, I'd kill anybody, but I'd only sleep with the man I love.

Tigger:
Aww, I just love a hoppy ending.

Timothy 'Speed' Levitch:
I am cruising, currently, right now! I am cruising because I have dedicated myself to all that is creative and destructive in my life right now, and I am equally in love with every aspect of my life, and all the ingredients that have caused me turmoil and all the ingredients that have caused me glory. I am the living, whispered warning in the Roman general's ear, 'Glory is fleeting', and in that verb - that active verb 'fleeting' - there I live, there I reside, in this moment. I have dedicated myself to the idiom, 'I don't know.' And I am in love with the frantic chaos of this limitless universe.

Toby Flenderson:
I am supposed to collect eyewitness accounts. Who saw Dwight do this?

[everyone in the conference room raises their hand]

Dwight Schrute:
Okay, really?

Toby Flenderson:
Would you consider this a terrorist incident?

Ryan Howard:
I felt terrorized.

Dwight Schrute:
Come on.

Toby Flenderson:
Oh! There's a whole other terrorism booklet for that.

Dwight Schrute:
I just really, really think that we should handle this internally.

Ryan Howard:
Dwight, why is it on us to protect you?

Dwight Schrute:
Because you guys are my best friends. And I mean that. Managing you for this last week has been the greatest honor of my life. And if you ruin this, I will burn this office to the ground.

[everyone has a shocked expression]

Dwight Schrute:
And I mean that figuratively, not literally. Because you guys are so, so important to me. I love you guys, but don't cross me, but you're the best.

Toby:
You know, for your own protection, you should disclose the relationship to HR.

Michael Scott:
I bet you would love all the details, wouldn't you, you skeevy little perv?

Toby:
All right. If you're having a relationship with your superior, you must disclose it.

Michael Scott:
No, no. No, I am not dating Jan. She was very clear about that. Just two like souls having a romantic time in the most romantic place on Earth. Got enough, weirdo?

Tock:
You must forgive me, but you see, it's traditional for watch dogs to be ferocious.

Milo:
I thought you were just great, but are you sure it's all right to leave those Lethargians back there alone?

Tock:
Oh, I don't just watch Lethargians. I watch boys too. And right now, I'd say you needed a watch dog. And anyway, I just love automobile rides!

Milo:
Very pleased to have you along. My name is Milo.

Tock:
Milo? That's a strange name for a boy. My name is Tock.

Milo:
Isn't that kind of a strange name for a dog?

Tock:
Oh, no. How many names can you give a watch dog? Actually, my name is Tick Tock, but my friends call me Tock.

Milo:
May I call you Tock? It's about time I had a friend.

Tock:
It's about time? But time is your friend!

Tom Booker:
I didn't know that it was right to love her. I just loved her.

Tom Cat:
[Imitating Charles Boyer] Ah, I love you. When I'm with you, I am what you call, uh, a hep cat. I am hip to the jive. I'm in the groove, darling.

Toots:
Now you're REALLY sendin' me, Jackson.

Tom Cat:
Ah, you set my soul on fire. It is not just a little, uh, spark. It is a flame; a big roaring flame. Ah, I can feel it now. It is burning... burning... burning... hey. Something is burning around here !

Tom Ripley:
That ring is superb.

Marge Sherwood:
Oh, Tom, I love you! See?

Dickie Greenleaf:
I had to promise, capital p, to never take it off. Otherwise I'd give it to you.

Marge Sherwood:
Isn't it great? I found it in Naples. I had to bargain for it for about two weeks!

Dickie Greenleaf:
Uh, I hope it wasn't cheap, Marge?

Marge Sherwood:
Oh, it was!

Tom Tom:
The heart is a sleeping beauty and love the only kiss it can't resist. Even if its eyes lay open wide, there is a heart that sleeps inside. And it's to there you must be hastening. For all hearts dream, they dream only of awakening.

Tom Waits:
There's a theatre right up Western, with seven X's. I mean, double-X, okay. Triple-X, eh... but seven X's. "GIRLS WITHOUT SKIN". That's all I could think... that I wanna see. "Come here baby, you're a doll, I love ya!"

Tom:
Look, Yuan, Willie, whoever else is listening. You don't want me to be with Sarah and I can't change that. I don't know where we're gonna be in 10, 20, 40 years. I don't know who we're gonna be. I don't know if I'm ever gonna be able to give her all of this. There are a million things that I don't know. But there's one thing that I do. And that's that I love Sarah. And I am going to love her day in and day out for the rest of my life. Now, will you please... please... open the gate so I can tell that to my wife.

Tom:
Two people only hurt each other if they doubt the love they have for one another.

Tommy Johnson:
Are you gonna sit in some poxy office with a cunt for a boss telling you what to do as you count your pennies trying to make ends meet in a country that's sinking into strikes and wars and at the end of the day you go home to your cosy little flat in 'nowheresville' and pull your IKEA curtains shut to hide from the big bad world and pretend it's not happening? Or are you gonna stand up and be counted, make a difference and feel the rush? Just for once say "f*** it". I'm coiled up like a spring and I'm ready to burst and wanking ain't doing it anymore. I need violence to make me feel I'm still alive. I know what I'd rather do, mate. Tottenham away. Love it!