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User:The Dark Side/Original userboxes
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[edit] Interesting articles
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1984 |
Dark City |
Don Quioxte |
Animal farm |
Executive decision |
The Gods Themselves |
Watership down |
Chronicles of Riddick |
Starship Trooper |
Memoirs of a Geisha |
Patch Adams |
Borat |
The picture of Dorian Grey |
L.A. Confidential |
Wag the Dog |
Mandalorian Armor trilogy |
Thank you for smoking |
Ender's Game |
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A Few Good Men |
Little Women |
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James Bond: Casino Royale |
Gods and Generals |
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12 Monkeys |
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[edit] Movie Quotes
[edit] Lucky Number Slevin
- The Rabbi: The unlucky are nothing more than a frame of reference for the lucky, Mr. Fisher. You are unlucky so that I may know that I am not. Unfortunately, the lucky never realize they are lucky until it's too late. Take yourself, for instance. Yesterday, you were better off then you are today, but it took today for you to realize it, but today has arrived, and it's too late. You see?
[edit] A Few Good Men
- Col. Nathan R. Jessep: I run my unit how I run my unit. You want to investigate me, roll the dice and take your chances. I eat breakfast three hundred yards away from four thousand Cubans who are trained to kill me. So don't think for one second that you can come down here, flash a badge, and make me nervous.
- Lt. Sam Weinberg: "I strenuously object?" Is that how it's done? Hm? "Objection, your Honor." "Overruled" "No, no. I STRENUOUSLY object." "Oh. You strenuously object. Then I'll take some time and reconsider."
[edit] Twelve Monkeys
- Jeffrey Goines: Telephone call? Telephone call? That's communication with the outside world. Doctor's discretion. Nuh-uh. Look, hey - all of these nuts could just make phone calls, they could spread insanity, oozing through telephone cables, oozing into the ears of all these poor sane people, infecting them. Wackos everywhere, plague of madness.
- Jeffrey Goines: Well, see here's my theory on that. When I was institutionalized, my brain was studied exhaustively in the guise of mental health. I was interrogated, I was x-rayed, I was examined thoroughly - [mimes prison body cavity search] AH-HACK!! Then they took everything about me and put it into a computer where they created this model of my mind. Yes! Using that model, they managed to generate every thought I could possibly have in the next say, ten years? Which they then, filtered through a probability matrix of some kind t-to-to-to determine everything I was gonna do in that period. So you see, huh huh - she knew I was gonna lead the Army of the Twelve Monkeys into the pages of history before it ever even occurred to me. She knows everything I'm ever gon' to do before I know it myself. How's that?
[edit] L.A. Confidential
- Edmund Exley: Rollo Tomasi.
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This user prefers to side with the Terrans. |
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This user took the red pill, not the blue pill. |
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