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Sid Waterman:
I'll show you a little trick now, and - and - and - I just want to say, from the bottom of my heart, I mean this sincerely, I say this with all due respect, you're a wonderful group, and a fantastic group of people, I love you, I - and I feel I'm coming back from you, you know, and - and you may be deceased but you should not be discouraged. Because, you know, uh, d-d-don't think of b-being dead as a handicap, you know what - when as I child I stuttered, but with stick-to-it-tiveness and perseverence, you know, you can never tell what can happen. Now I want you to take a card out, Alma, right, take any card you want, just pick...

Sid's Co-Passenger:
Okay.

Sid Waterman:
pick it, fine, sweetheart, I love you sweetheart, it's fantastic.

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Siri:
[Raj enters Siri's office] Steve, I found six vacuum cleaner repair shops in your area. Four are fairly close to you.

Raj Koothrappali:
Ahem.

Siri:
Hello, Sexy. What can I help you with?

[Raj cannot speak]

Siri:
If you'd like to make love to me, just tell me.

Raj Koothrappali:
Ack. Ack.

Siri:
I'm sorry, I don't understand Ack, ack.

Raj Koothrappali:
[Waking up on couch] Noooooo!

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Spike Thomson:
[to Lynda] You know, when you're feeling that you might be checking out on a permanent basis, and talking to someone who's doing just that...certain things become a lot clearer to you, you know, like, what you're gonna miss when you're gone, what you really care about. Look, what it comes down to is this. I love you, Lynda. I mean I really love you. You know, it's the whole deal, the works, forever, everything, right? And that kind of brings me around to a rather obvious question...and, so, because I'm trying to get through this quickly, couldn't you give me a speedy reply?

Lynda Day:
[looking upset] I care about you, a lot.

Spike Thomson:
[almost pleading] I love you, Lynda.

Lynda Day:
[on the verge of tears] You're very, very important to me.

Spike Thomson:
I love you.

Lynda Day:
[shaking her head] I'm sorry.

Spike Thomson:
[shortly] Yeah, so I figured. [Spike gets up and Lynda sheds a silent tear]

Spike Thomson:
Well, what do you know boss? We're Yesterday's News!

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Stanley the Troll:
Posey, posey. I love poseys. Hello.

Nostalgia Critic:
Hey, Stanley, you know. Your movie inspired me greatly and, uh...

Stanley the Troll:
Oh, that's beautiful.

Nostalgia Critic:
Yeah, and I finally realized that I think I can dream just as strong as you can dream. Maybe even "outdream" you. So, um... I have a very special dream lined up for you, right now. I hope you enjoy it.

Stanley the Troll:
Oh, that's wonderful, Mr. Critic! I sure hope that involves flowers and butterflies and... Uh-oh. Excuse me, there appears to be a porcupine growing out of my anus. Oh, wow, yes, that's incredibly painful, actually. Oh, oh, yes. Incredible amount of pain, ha, ha. Oh, oh, oh, nope. Now, it's transformed into a Tyrannosaurus Rex. Hello, Mr. Lizard, how are you...

[we hear a roar]

Stanley the Troll:
Oh, God! He's eating my organs! He's eating my organs! Oh, God! Oh, no, no! This is incredibly bad! That's incredibly bad!

Nostalgia Critic:
Yes. I'm the Nostalgia Critic. I remember it, so you don't have to.

Stanley the Troll:
...such a whimsical happy tree... Ow! Now, he's going after my nads! My enchanted nads! Oh, hoh! Please, please, GOD! I still love you.

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Steffy Forrester:
Maybe we were both crazy. Maybe we're just crazy in love.

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Stephanie Forrester:
I saw them today at Big Bear together. I'm sorry, sweetheart. But it's important for you to know the truth. Your mother is in love with your husband, and she isn't going to stop until she has him.

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Stephanie Forrester:
In one night, you have made us the laughingstock of this town. Are you proud of yourself?

Eric Forrester:
You know what, Stephanie? I think I actually am. Everything's different now. I've spent my whole adult life listening to you and worrying about what everybody else would think. Well, I don't care anymore. I don't care. I love Donna. The only regret I have is that you forced us to hide away from everybody as if we were ashamed of what we were doing. Well, I'm not ashamed, and I don't care who knows it. I don't care who sees that picture. That's the way I feel right now. I'm so tired of living with this ax over my head. Our marriage is over, Stephanie. I'm in love with Donna. And my future is with Donna. And you're just gonna have to accept it.

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Stephanie Forrester:
Katie, you are not alone. You're not. There are a lot of people that love you, adore you. You're not alone.

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Susan:
Tell you what, Michael, since you must be at a loose end now, why don't I take you to the Tate Modern?

Michael:
Because I won't enjoy it.

Susan:
Not good enough.

Ben:
Yes, you will, Michael. You're going to love it.

Michael:
No, I won't.

Ben:
You will, because there's Gilbert *and* George.

Susan:
Bye, dear.

Ben:
Bye. Nice time. [shuts door behind them] Yes!

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Susie:
[voiceover] When my mother came to my room, I realized that all this time, I had been waiting for her. I had been waiting so long, I was afraid she wouldn't come.

Abigail:
[whispering] I love you, Susie.

Susie:
[voiceover] Nobody notices when we leave. I mean, the moment when we really choose to go. At best you might feel, a whisper or the wave of a whisper, undulating down. My name is Salmon, like the fish. First name: Susie. I was 14 years old, when I was murdered on December 6, 1973. I was here for a moment, and then I was gone. I wish you all, a long, happy life.

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T. S. Garp:
Remember, Helen.

Helen Holm:
What, my love?

T. S. Garp:
Everything.

Helen Holm:
Yes, my love.

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Tchernoff:
Peace has come - but the Four Horsemen will still ravage humanity - stirring unrest in the world - until all hatred is dead and only love reigns in the heart of mankind.

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The Archies:
[singing] I feel those love vibrations, / Happens every time.

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The Archies:
[singing] I will give the world to make you mine. / Oh, looks that say I love you.

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The Archies:
[singing] I'm in love with you! / Oh, honey, yes you know it!

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The Archies:
[singing] Let me take you to Love Land. / It's the only place where dreams can grow, yeah. / Let me take you to Love Land.

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The Bull:
Hey, Max?

Max:
Yeah?

The Bull:
When you go home, will you say good things about us?

Max:
Yeah, I will.

The Bull:
Thanks, Max.

Judith:
You're the first king we haven't eaten.

Alexander:
Yeah, that's true.

Judith:
See ya.

Alexander:
Bye, Max.

Max:
Bye.

KW:
Don't go. I'll eat you up; I love you so.

[all howl]

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The Control Voice:
Empathy, sacrifice, love. These qualities are not confined to walls of flesh and blood, but are found within the deepest, best parts of man's soul, no matter where that soul resides.

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The Control Voice:
The urge to hunt and kill, the need to mate and multiply - these are our most primitive human drives, but they pale in comparison to the most powerful human drive of all: the need for love.

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The Control Voice:
We all wear masks - illusions of what we want the world to see - but when we hide our true selves from those we love, what price do we pay for that deception?

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The Man:
[Doris, the waitress, refills The Man at the booth's teacup and starts to turn away] Hey. Tell me something you want to tell me.

Doris:
I've been waiting for love a long time.

The Man:
That's something you don't usually tell people.

Doris:
I've got no one else to tell.

The Man:
Why are you so alone?

Doris:
Why are you?

The Man:
I have my reasons.

Doris:
Unlike the rest of us?

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The Orchestra Master:
We're unemployed, then.

The Presenter:
Unemployed...until the next movie. I've already got an idea. A brand-new idea. We could do a love story.

The Orchestra Master:
A love story?

The Presenter:
But not the usual kind about men and women. Lots of men and lots of women.

The Orchestra Master:
Wife-swapping?

The Presenter:
No, not that same old stuff. Something different. I like asymmetry. Seven men and one woman.

The Orchestra Master:
That'll cost a lot.

The Presenter:
No, not at all. We'll get little tiny men and make the woman real tall. It'll be fantastic!

The Orchestra Master:
Sounds scary.

The Presenter:
What do you mean scary? Seven little workers, so you get the social context, too. A mine! They'll work in a min! I can see them now, singing happily.

The Orchestra Master:
Have you thought of a title?

The Presenter:
That'll be easy. Let's see..."Sleeping Beauty". Now keep it under your hat or some screenwriter hack might steal the idea. You can't trust anyone these days. He'll change the title, play up the sex. And give it some crazy name like "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs. And then we'll be screwed.

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The Proprietor:
O dear. The love of money is the root of all evil. [bell from shop door] Ay, customers, come in, come in. I'm sure I have the very thing to tempt you. Lots of bargains. All tastes catered to. Oh... and a big novelty surprise goes with every purchase. Do come in... any time. I'm always open.

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The Spirit:
She is the love of my life. And I am her spirit.