Because I want to, the movies I love.
(and a few extra words from each)
(words not necessarily from scene pictured
or even character pictured,
just words I enjoy from the movie)

In some ways, you're far superior to my cocker spaniel.

If we're going to be friends let's get one thing straight right now. I hate snoops!

Why do I fall in love with every woman I see who shows me the least bit of attention?

With a prompter in every cellar window whispering comebacks, shy people would have the last laugh.
"at least you'll never be a vegetable, even artichokes have hearts"

I don't think he knows about second breakfast, Pip.
What about elevenses? Luncheon? Afternoon tea? Dinner? Supper? He knows about them, doesn't he?
What about elevenses? Luncheon? Afternoon tea? Dinner? Supper? He knows about them, doesn't he?

As I expected. "Mary Poppins, practically perfectly in every way.




Yes, it's very pretty. I heard a story once - as a matter of fact, I've heard a lot of stories in my time. They went along with the sound of a tinny piano playing in the parlor downstairs. "Mister, I met a man once when I was a kid," it always began.
I never make plans that far ahead
I never make plans that far ahead
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