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Applejack:
Heh, Sorry everypony! That's it for today!

Ponies:
Awww.

Rainbow Dash:
Surprise surprise. You ran out again!

Caramel:
Yeah, you always run out!

Fluttershy:
For the record, I don't mind...

Rainbow Dash:
Why can't you make enough cider for all of us? Or at least for me!

Ponies:
["Yeah", general complaining]

Applejack:
Hold on everypony. We've done our best to improve supply this year...

Caramel:
You always say that!

Applejack:
And it's always true. But Apple family cider is made with love and integrity, and only the highest quality apples in Equestria. Sorry, but that recipe takes time.

[more complaining]

Applejack:
If y'all just be patient, we'll have plenty more tomorrow.

Pinkie Pie:
She's right, y'know! You can't rush perfection! And this year's batch was perfection!

Aquamarine:
[about wearing starfish for earrings] They literally give me compliments - in my ear. They talk to me. Starfish are notorious suck-ups. They love to give compliments. But it's nice when you need a little boost.

Aura:
Seven corners, two souls fight. One wants money, one wants light. Without peace, without love, nothing's ever gonna turn out right.

Barry's Customer:
Hi, do you have the song "I Just Called To Say I Love You?" It's for my daughter's birthday.

Barry:
Yea we have it.

Barry's Customer:
Well, can I have it?

Barry:
No, actually, you can't.

Barry's Customer:
Why not?

Barry:
God. Do you even know your daughter? There's no way she likes that song. Oops, is she in a coma?

Belle:
Love is hope, it fuels our dreams. And if you're in it, you need to enjoy it. Because love doesn't always last forever.

Bethany Hamilton:
Surfing isn't the most important thing in life. Love is. I've had the chance to embrace more people with one arm than I ever could with two.

Betty Ross:
All you've given Bruce is fear. Fear of life.

Father:
Fear. Perhaps, Miss Ross. And loneliness, too. Yes. I feel them both. But I have lived completely once. I was so much in love. And she so much wanted a baby. My baby. I could tell from the moment she conceived that it wasn't a son I had given her, but something else. A monster, maybe. I should have put a stop to it right then, but I was curious, and that was my downfall. And as I watched this tiny life unfold, I began to imagine the horror of it, and my curiosity was replaced with compassion. But they took away my chance to cure him. Your father threw me out. I remember that day so well. Every moment. Every sensation. Walking into the house. The feeling of the handle of the knife in my hand. I knew I was doing a father's work, fulfilling a father's mercy... but then she surprised me. It was as if she and the knife merged. You cannot imagine the unbearable finality of it. And in that one moment, I took everything that was dear to me and transformed it into nothing more than a memory.

Bonzo:
Bonzo love Ben!

Ben:
And Ben love Bonzo.

Boris Lermontov:
"The Ballet of The Red Shoes" is from a fairy tale by Hans Andersen. It is the story of a young girl who is devoured with an ambition to attend a dance in a pair of Red Shoes. She gets the shoes and goes to the dance. For a time, all goes well and she is very happy. At the end of the evening she is tired and wants to go home, but the Red Shoes are not tired. In fact, the Red Shoes are never tired. They dance her out into the street, they dance her over the mountains and valleys, through fields and forests, through night and day. Time rushes by, love rushes by, life rushes by but the Red Shoes go on.

Julian Craster:
What happens in the end?

Boris Lermontov:
Oh, in the end, she dies.

Boy meets girl. Boy falls in love. Girl doesn't.

Brandi Dreifort:
You're one of the FBI agents, aren't you?

Jason Gideon:
Is there something you want to tell me?

Brandi Dreifort:
Do you think God is vengeful?

Jason Gideon:
I don't know.

Brandi Dreifort:
You don't think He punishes us?

Jason Gideon:
After Hurricane Katrina, I read some essays by religious scholars. One writer said God was punishing America for its immorality; New Orleans was a wicked city, like Sodom and Gomorrah. Another one, a priest, from New Orleans, he thought the hurricane was proof of God's love. Those levees didn't break until after the storm was over. If they'd broken sooner, thousands would've died. So... I guess the answer to your question depends on whether or not you think you have something to be punished for.

Buddy Love:
Ladies and gentlemen, me and Reggie wanna sing one out to a very special lady in the house tonight! (to Carla Purdy) Loving you, is easy come, you're beautiful! Do-do-do-do-do! Reggie?

Carrots:
You know who I just love? Andy Gibb. He's so cute.

Dana:
Oh yeah. God I love his ass... Well, you know, it's so round and... cute.

Charles Foster Kane:
A toast, Jedediah: to Love on my own terms.

Clairee Belcher:
I love ya more than my luggage.

Connor Mead:
Love is magic comfort food for the weak and uneducated!

Count Vladislaus Dracula:
There, there, my lovelies. Do not worry, I shall find another bride.

Aleera:
What? Do we mean so little to you?

Verona:
Have you no heart?

Count Vladislaus Dracula:
No! I have no heart, I feel no love. Nor fear, nor joy, nor sorrow. I am hollow... and I will live forever.

Aleera:
Oh, my lord...

Verona:
It is not so bad.

Count Vladislaus Dracula:
I'm at war with the world! And every living soul in it! But soon... the final battle will begin.

Cpl. Eugene Roe:
Oh Lord, grant that I shall never seek so much to be consoled as to console, to be understood as to understand, or to be loved as to love with all my heart.

Dame Sybil Thorndike:
First love is such sweet despair, Colin.

Danny:
All's fair in love and Parchessi

Danny:
So that's where I found myself. No, I should choose my words more wisely. This is the world I sought out. The land of the perpetual night party. Day swallowing night and night swallowing day. The crank compressing time like some divine piston on its awesome downstroke. We've been at this for three days... or is it four? Tweakers, lokers, slammers, coming and going, swearing eternal allegiance and undying love for one another, only to wake up after the binge and realize you wouldn't walk across the stree to piss on one of them if their head was on fire. Three days. Or is it four? I know what you're thinking, but don't give up on me just yet. Just wait 'til I've told my whole story. And keep your eyes open. Nothing is as it seems.

Danny:
You know how when you're listening to music playing from another room? And you're singing along because it's a tune that you really love? When a door closes or a train passes so you can't hear the music anymore, but you sing along anyway... then, no matter how much time passes, when you hear the music again you're still in exact same time with it. That's what it's like.

Dave Hodgman:
Jane, Janie, Lately I've been feeling like there's so much noise, ya know? uh so much static. all these voices competing for attention. teachers, parents, magazines. what's in, what's out, who's cool, who's not cool enough... and it's like all this shit gets so loud I feel like I cant even hear myself think. I just want to get in my car and drive... but then I see you, I see you across the hall leaning against your locker... in that jacket that you love so much... and the way you tuck your hair back behind your ears... then you see me and you smile but just smile and it's like, it's like all that noise fades away ya know... and then the only thing I can hear is the sound of your voice when you call out my name.

David St. Hubbins:
We say, "Love your brother." We don't say it really, but...

Nigel Tufnel:
We don't literally say it.

David St. Hubbins:
No, we don't say it.

Nigel Tufnel:
We don't really, actually mean it.

David St. Hubbins:
No, we don't believe it either, but...

Nigel Tufnel:
But we're not racists.

David St. Hubbins:
But that message should be clear.