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Male Singer:
[singing] I'm not the same at all, / And I can blame it all; / I thought that love was a lark. / There's something strange in me, / The sudden change in me; / I walk around in the dark. / Suddenly I found a star. / You've opened my eyes. / You made me see the light, / The beauty of the night. / You've opened my eyes. / You taught me to see / The sunny side of things. / The heart within me sings. / You brought this to me.

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Mandy Mateo:
[as she instant messages someone on her phone] Where am I? Where are you? You're at the park? Don't see you. [the phone rings. She answers] Crap. Hi, Mom. Yeah. I got Joey. We're on our way home. Yes, we'll do our homework. K. See you soon. Love you, too. Bye.

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Marge Simpson:
Our first year as a married couple and we're still in love.

Homer Simpson:
In your face, those who said we couldn't last a year!

Grampa:
I stand by my wedding toast!

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Matthew:
One hundred girls. And one of them is my true love, my forever soul mate, the Betty to my Barney, my kismetic destiny. The problem is I don't know who she is.

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Max Hoffman:
Professor Fraser, Max Hoffman. We met briefly.

Professor Fraser:
At Oak Ridge, Tennessee. Yes, yes, I remember.

Max Hoffman:
I love your work of course, Professor, and I'm, I'm delighted to see you.

Professor Fraser:
My wife, Helen; she works as my assistant.

Max Hoffman:
Ah. Pleased to meet you, Mrs. Fraser.

Helen Fraser:
How do you do?

Max Hoffman:
Ah, come, come. We should finish and get inside. The test will be starting soon.

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Merlin:
[heard chuckling while someone unseen moves chess pieces until the red king knocks over the white] Man's fate. What a strange riddle it is. How few clues there are to explain the random ways in which men seem to begin and end, to live and love, to succeed and fail. Each individual destiny interweaving invisibly with the next, fashioning the beautiful and terrifying tapestries of our lives, shaping our passions and our destinies. Extractions of such strange and unexpected prices, demanding that in order for one man to flourish, another must perish.

Prince Valiant:
[sitting up in bed] FATHER!

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Mia Hall:
At the age of 26, Ludwig Beethoven went deaf, ending his career as a successful concert pianist. But determined not to let a little thing like his hearing end his music career, my pal Ludwig became a composer. Turned out the new gig suited him. It's like that old saying, "Life is what happens when you're busy making other plans." Take my dad. When my little brother, Teddy, was born, he quit his band to get a real job. But then he fell in love with teaching. Now he spends his days in the mosh pit that is high school English class. Or my mom, a riot girl who found her calling as a part-time travel agent and a full-time supermom. These days she only moshes with Teddy.

Kat:
Schooch over, dude.

Mia Hall:
And then there's me. I thought I knew where I was going. I thought I had it all mapped out. Turns out, I had no idea.

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Mice:
[singing] We sail the ocean way. / We love the deep blue sea. / Our skipper is strong and brave. / He's Captain Herman...

Herman:
That's me!

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Michael:
When it really comes down to it, nobody has the balls to love.

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Michiko:
This isn't like you.

Kaji:
Why?

Michiko:
You're running away. Don't you want me?

Kaji:
Of course I do.

Michiko:
And I want you, too. Yet we can't marry-...

Kaji:
How many times must I explain?

Michiko:
Because you might be called up? I wouldn't care if it was the day after. Of course I'd cry. I'd cry bitterly. But happiness only lies in marrying the one you love.

Kaji:
Alright. I'll take you back to my dormitory. You'll stay with me tonight. Alright?

Michiko:
Yes, I'll go.

[they start trudging through the snow]

Kaji:
No, you better go back to your own dormitory... I can't take you to mine.

Michiko:
You were just testing me. You shouldn't have done that. You're a coward and a weakling! Now I see that!

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Mike Nelson:
Hey, everyone, welcome to the Satellite of Love. You know, since we are stuck in orbit over Ancient Rome, I thought it might be a good time to teach the 'bots a little something about history.

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Mike Nelson:
Hi, everyone, Mike Nelson here on the Satellite of Love. It's Walk-A-Thon Season, and I'm being hit up by two competing groups. Gotta admire their energy. So, Crow, who are you doing it for again?

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Mike Nelson:
Well, hi, everyone. Mike Nelson here along with Crow and Servo aboard the Satellite of Love. I thought we'd start things a little differently. And why don't you join us as each in our own way we observe a moment of silence?

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Mom:
At the end of high school, I fell in love with a substitute English teacher. It was quite a scandal. Corin didn't start out a bad guy, though. We were together about 10 years and we had two kids. And then he fell in love with someone in a Starbucks, and moved to Palo Alto, California. Kind of severed relations with the three of us. My parents, if I were defending them, which I'm not, had said, back in the day, that he had an "impatient eye."They didn't like him. Week I left, things escalated. My parents cursed at me, which was, like, crazy unusual. And it ended, one afternoon, very badly. I left at 19, haven't spoken to my parents in 15 years. Whatever. That's just the history.

Mom:
Recently, my parents looked me up on the Internet. Asked to meet their grandchildren. Spend a week with them. I looked my parents up, they have a counseling website. People love them. Ironically, they counsel people, which is a hoot. Whatever. I told the kids. They said they wanted to go. I told them I didn't want them to go. They said they were gonna go anyway. They're brats. What can I tell you? And my 15-year-old wants to make a documentary about this.

Becca:
[from off-screen] Wait, wait, wait. Go back. Um, describe the events on the day you left your parents' farm at 19.

Mom:
I did something I don't choose to tell you. If they choose to tell you, that's their right. Okay? I want to do this for you. Listen, they're good people. Ask them. Can I be done with my part? I still got to get you guys packed.

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Mona Gray:
[narrating] I used to love my dad's stories, until the one he told me on my tenth birthday.

Dad:
There once was a kingdom where everybody lived forever. But the problem with nobody ever dying was that the kingdom got very crowded. And so the king, getting squeezed out of his own castle by his endless royal lineage, issued a decree.

King:
[still-life cartoon] Everybody in my kingdom, please pick one person from your family to die. We will have a mass execution that will bring forth much-needed space. Sorry to bum everybody out, but that's the way it goes.

Dad:
And each family showed up with their martyr, all except one family.

Father:
Sire, we can't decide. We love each other so much that we would all like to die together.

Baker:
Oh, no, they can't all die. They run the bakery. They make the best cinnamon buns in all the land.

Father:
What if we each cut off a piece of ourselves? And with all of these pieces combined, it will be as if one less person lived in town.

King:
Interesting. Hmm. Continue.

Dad:
But the daughter refused.

Daughter:
But, Dad, I like my limbs.

Father:
Don't be selfish. Would you rather one of us die?

Son:
You can have my arm.

Mother:
I'll give my right ear.

Baker:
I see no problem losing some of my fingers.

Father:
I'll throw in my nose.

King:
Guarantee me a leg, and it's a deal.

Daughter:
Well, I do have another one. Okay, I'm in.

Dad:
After the executioner had done the deed, the family made an unsightly sight and business went bad. So the family started selling their cinnamon buns by mail order to the next kingdom. And since no one had to look at them, they were a huge hit, and they made heaps of dough. And the father said to the daughter, "You see what we can accomplish if we all stick together?"The end.

Mona Gray:
[party guests all staring at Mona's Dad] It was the last birthday party I ever had.

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Monica:
[at a stained-glass window] Don't you just love the way the sun pours through?

Tess:
But they got the nose all wrong.

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Morrie Schwartz:
Excuse me, kids. [greeting people as he walks past] Hello, love. How're ya doin'? Hey, Katie.

Mitch Albom:
[narrating] Among other things, many other things, my old professor loved to eat. He especially liked tongue. I'd say, "Morrie, that's disgusting. " He'd say, "I'm sorry you think so. I also like cole slaw. Can you handle cole slaw, Mitch?"

Mitch Albom:
[narrating] Near the top of the list of things he loved was dancing. He had his own way of dancing. He'd do the Lindy to Jimi Hendrix. He'd jitterbug to... name a band... Nine Inch Nails.

Morrie Schwartz:
[hands tango music to the DJ]

Mitch Albom:
[narrating] One of his favorites was the tango. His own version, of course. Wherever it came from... it wasn't Argentina. Moments like that... he could live in forever. In the summer of he began to notice a few things: shortness of breath... legs giving him a little trouble. But what do you expect at 77?

Morrie Schwartz:
[backs his car into a fence]

Mitch Albom:
The dancing stopped forever in the summer of 1994.

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Mother:
Tommy! [Tommy is transfixed] Tommy? Tommy! Baker, have you not heard me calling you? What are you making about? [she sees the naked statue on the bench] Oh, for the love of God! [guiding Tommy away] You just wait till we get home.

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Mother:
[in overlapping voices and moods like memories] I'm doing this because I love you. John. You know what happens... I warned you. I warned you, John. This is what you'll turn into. I warned you. Don't talk to anyone. Why would you keep things from me! Look at me. Look at me, John. Look at me. John! Don't look at me unless I tell you to. You ruined it. Don't talk to anyone. Don't talk to anyone. Don't you keep things from me! I'm doing this because I love you. Don't move a muscle unless I tell you.

Mother:
I don't love you any more.

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Mother:
[wedding ceremony] Ayodele, good health, love, for both of you. Give me good kids. We'll always be here for you.

Father:
I wanna second that. Good health. A strong long life. Your secrets will remain intact. Your crown will stay long on your head. Your shoes will last long on your feet. In the power of the Almighty, in the power of the Oshun, in the power of all our Oriahas. Arise, arise.

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Mr Lawrence:
I've, uh, come for my blood test.

Janet:
Oh, Mr Lawrence; shouldn't keep you too long.

Mr Lawrence:
I've been very good. Um, wife and I haven't made love for ten days, as instructed.

Janet:
Instructed by who?

Mr Lawrence:
By your receptionist, Mrs Raven. She said it was vital that we abstain for ten days before my test so that the, uh, my blood doesn't get overheated.

Janet:
Ah, did she?

Mr Lawrence:
Yes, I've been doing the other things as well, you know; having three cold baths a day; running round the garden naked.

Janet:
Right. Anything else she's told you?

Mr Lawrence:
She said it was vital that I get rid of impurities, so she told me to stop eating five days ago.

Janet:
And you did!

Mr Lawrence:
Not a crisp has passed these lips.

Janet:
Right. Right. Well, if you'd like to take as seat.

Mr Lawrence:
Yes, I wouldn't mind; I feel a little faint.

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Mr. Peters:
Elena. I know this must seem like the darkest day of your life. I know you miss your mother. And even though she's not here right now, she'll always love you. You understand that, don't you, darling?

Young Elena:
Yes, Daddy.

Mr. Peters:
But I'm going to be around more. I will always be here.

Young Elena:
Promise?

Mr. Peters:
I promise.

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Nancy McCloskey:
Who sent these beauties? "Happy Valentine's Day, Mom. Love, Bob and Kim." "To my wife on Valentine's Day." "How do I love thee? Let me count the ways."

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Nancy:
It's like walking on fake ground upside down, choking.

Carol:
Oh, is that what you think love feels like?

Nancy:
No. Death is like sucking pure oxygen.

Carol:
And life?

Nancy:
It's like being trapped inside the wrong house looking for a way out.

Carol:
Well, how do you know you'll be able to breathe once you die?

Nancy:
Because I'll be outside my body. I'll be floating and free.

Carol:
How do you know? How do you know it won't be worse?

Nancy:
I know it will be better than this.

Carol:
You don't know that, Nancy. What if death, as you say, *is* leaving your body, but not your mind? What if you're trapped inside your mind? What then?

Nancy:
Then I'll release it and be free.

Carol:
If you can release there, why not release it here?