From Home Alone 2: Lost in New York:
UNCLE FRANK: It didn’t look this bad on our honeymoon!”
From They Live by Night:
KEECHIE: I remembered everything all different. It seemed like such a nice place.
BOWIE: We’ll manage, honey.
KEECHIE: Will we?
BOWIE: Keechie, this is our honeymoon! Don’t make any difference where we are.
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From Burial Path:
From “I Saw Another Bird” by Mount Eerie:
I can’t remember having crossed a threshold
Between the dust and the alive
So when a raven starts a convеrsation
I just stand there and blank out
But I’m wrong!Therе is another world inside this one
It shines:
These birds trying for my attention
And my wordless reply
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From Ocean’s Eleven:
TESS: You of all people should know, Terry, in your hotel, there’s always someone watching.
From Rashomon:
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From Dune: Part One:
REVEREND MOTHER MOHIAM: Like sifting sand through a screen. We sift people. If you were unable to control your impulses–like an animal–we could not let you live. You inherit too much power.
From Psycho:
MOTHER'S VOICE: I'm not going to swat that fly. I hope they are watching. They'll see . . . they'll see . . . and they'll know . . . and they'll say, 'why, she wouldn't even harm a fly.'"
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From The Mother and the Whore:
From “Brick” by Ben Folds Five:
Driving back to her apartment
For the moment, we’re alone
Yeah, she’s alone, and I’m alone
And now I know it
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From Lost in Translation:
From “Christmas Card” by Joyce Manor:
You disappear into the crowd
I don’t know what you tried to tell me
You know I think about it still
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