So Duffy, have any theories to go with that tie?

Paul Smecker

Pippin: Gandalf, forgive me.
Gandalf: Look at me. What did you see?
Pippin: A tree. There was a white tree in a courtyard of stone. It was dead. The city was burning.

I am Jack's smirking revenge.


They can suck my pathetic little dick, and I'll dip my nuts in marinara sauce just so those fat bastards can get a taste of home while they're at it.


Harry: Hagrid warned me about the dragons!
Ron: No, no! Remember I told Hermione to tell you that Seamus told me that Dean was told by Parvati that Hagrid was looking for you. Seamus didn't really tell me anything. So it was really me all along! I thought you'd be able to figure it out from there.
Harry: How could anybody figure that out? That's completely mental!
Ron: Well, I suppose I was a bit distraught
Hermione: [Tearing up] Boys...

What's in the box?

David Mills

Miss boss! We gotta get those fat cheeky bulls into that big bloody metal ship!


[to the Orcs] There will be no Dawn... for Men.


And whosoever shed man's blood, by man shall his blood be shed, for in the image of God made He man.

Il Duce

Sam: This is it.
Frodo: This is what?
Sam: If I take one more step, it'll be the farthest away from home I've ever been.
Frodo: Come on, Sam. Remember what Bilbo used to say: "It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to."

Jules: Look, just because I don't be givin' no man a foot massage don't make it right for Marsellus to throw Antwan into a glass motherfuckin' house fuckin' up the way the nigger talks. Motherfucker do that shit to me, he better paralyze my ass cuz I'll kill the motherfucker, know what I'm sayin'?
Vincent: I ain't saying it's right. But you're saying a foot massage don't mean nothing, and I'm saying it does. Now look, I've given a million ladies a million foot massages, and they all meant something. We act like they don't, but they do, and that's what's so fucking cool about them. There's a sensuous thing going on where you don't talk about it, but you know it, she knows it, fucking Marsellus knew it, and Antwan should have fucking better known better. I mean, that's his fucking wife, man. He can't be expected to have a sense of humor about that shit. You know what I'm saying?
Jules: That's an interesting point. Come on, let's get into character.

Courage, Merry, courage for our friends.


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