Archive for March, 2013

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Pic of the Day: “This is it, Joel. It’s going to be gone soon.” “I know.” “What do we do?” “Enjoy it.”


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Pic of the Day: “Open the pod bay doors, HAL.” “I’m sorry, Dave. I’m afraid I can’t do that.”


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Pic of the Day: “Master has given Dobby a sock!” “What? I didn’t give–“ “Master has presented Dobby with clothes! Dobby is free!”


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Pic of the Day: “Who is she? And don’t give me that crap about it being your sister, because you don’t have a sister.” “I’ll tell you – I’ll tell you the truth.” “Good. What’s her name?” “Katherine.” “Katherine who?” “She’s my daughter.” “I said I want the truth!” “She’s my sister…. she’s my daughter… my sister, my daughter…” “I said I want the truth!” “She’s my sister AND my daughter!”


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Pic of the Day: “What’s the story about?” “It’s an action/suspense, uh, romantic melodrama with lots of comedy, of course. And, uh, deep down underneath, a substrata of social comment.”


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Pic of the Day: “There can be no understanding between the hand and the brain unless the heart acts as mediator.”


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Pic of the Day: “Why don’t you face facts, Grandma?” “Oh, Rhoda… when you’re seventeen and the world’s beautiful, facing facts is just as slick fun as dancing or going to parties, but when you’re seventy… well, you don’t care about dancing, you don’t think about parties anymore, and about the only fun you have left is pretending that there ain’t any facts to face, so would you mind if I just kind of went on pretending?”