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Eyden
Veronica


Ble Medlem: 06 Mai 2003 Innlegg: 881 Bosted: Praha
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Miin! (evt Miine) - Finding Nemo
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_________________ Don't call me insensitive just because I don't feel you
Skrevet: Tir 25 Mai 2004, 17:33 |
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wertoi
Slushpuppy!


Ble Medlem: 24 Feb 2004 Innlegg: 2113
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Hehe.. Måkene er artige.. Men mye bedre på engelsk. (Selv om min faller mye lettere i munn enn mine)
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_________________ "Remember me...?" Slumped on a park bench, at the bottom of the social heap, the drunken derelict turns his eyes to the heavens as the first flakes of snow begin to fall. "Remember me? I ordered the blonde, the Firebird, the Alligator shoes... Somebody's made a terrible mistake."
- Tom Waits
Skrevet: Tir 25 Mai 2004, 21:32 |
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Glahn
Mors Lille Ole


Ble Medlem: 10 Mar 2003 Innlegg: 7331 Bosted: Trondheim
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Nå sitter jeg her som en annen tulling og skriker måksk for meg selv
Why do you want to be a woman, Stan?
'Cause I wanna have a baby.
A baby??? Well, you haven't got a womb, where are you going to keep it - in a box?
Mener replikkvekslingen går sånn ca slik... Life of Brian 
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_________________ Jeg skal kun få leve i ordene mine.
De som leser meg vil ikke røre meg.
Skrevet: Tir 25 Mai 2004, 22:41 |
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Veronica
Erkegranul


Ble Medlem: 16 Mar 2003 Innlegg: 3335 Bosted: Hovedstaden
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"You so totally rock, squirt!" 
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_________________ I do not want people to be agreeable, as it saves me the trouble of liking them. - Jane Austen
Skrevet: Tir 25 Mai 2004, 22:57 |
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wertoi
Slushpuppy!


Ble Medlem: 24 Feb 2004 Innlegg: 2113
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Glahn skrev: | Why do you want to be a woman, Stan?
'Cause I wanna have a baby.
A baby??? Well, you haven't got a womb, where are you going to keep it - in a box?
Mener replikkvekslingen går sånn ca slik... Life of Brian  |
Life of Brian er jo intet mindre enn genial.
'Mom, do you think I got a big nose?
Ah, you teenagers, all you think about is sex!'
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_________________ "Remember me...?" Slumped on a park bench, at the bottom of the social heap, the drunken derelict turns his eyes to the heavens as the first flakes of snow begin to fall. "Remember me? I ordered the blonde, the Firebird, the Alligator shoes... Somebody's made a terrible mistake."
- Tom Waits
Skrevet: Ons 26 Mai 2004, 08:27 |
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Glahn
Mors Lille Ole


Ble Medlem: 10 Mar 2003 Innlegg: 7331 Bosted: Trondheim
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Are there any women here today?
(Begynner med lyse kvinnestemmer, går over i overdrevent mørke mannsstemmer): Nonononononono...
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_________________ Jeg skal kun få leve i ordene mine.
De som leser meg vil ikke røre meg.
Skrevet: Ons 26 Mai 2004, 18:13 |
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Sytemarvin
OoaHelaNatten


Ble Medlem: 03 Aug 2003 Innlegg: 408 Bosted: Oslo
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"What country are you from?"
"What?"
" 'What' ain't no country I ever heard of. Do they speak English in What?"
"W-wh-what?"
"ENGLISH, MOTHERFUCKER! DO YOU SPEAK IT?"
^__^
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_________________ Start a riot, slash your wrists red
Skrevet: Ons 26 Mai 2004, 20:30 |
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wertoi
Slushpuppy!


Ble Medlem: 24 Feb 2004 Innlegg: 2113
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Fra Rush Hour 1:
'Do you understand the words coming out of my mouth?!'
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_________________ "Remember me...?" Slumped on a park bench, at the bottom of the social heap, the drunken derelict turns his eyes to the heavens as the first flakes of snow begin to fall. "Remember me? I ordered the blonde, the Firebird, the Alligator shoes... Somebody's made a terrible mistake."
- Tom Waits
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toth42
Cowboy


Ble Medlem: 04 Nov 2003 Innlegg: 4849 Bosted: Det blide sørland
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Sytemarvin skrev: | "What country are you from?"
"What?"
" 'What' ain't no country I ever heard of. Do they speak English in What?"
"W-wh-what?"
"ENGLISH, MOTHERFUCKER! DO YOU SPEAK IT?"
^__^ | Dette høres da unektelig ut som Samuel L. Jackson..
Apropos Samuel, han har maange geniale sitater i 51st state!
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I reject your reality - and substitute my own.
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always eat the yellow snow - it could be beer!
Skrevet: Tor 27 Mai 2004, 07:29 |
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Eyden
Veronica


Ble Medlem: 06 Mai 2003 Innlegg: 881 Bosted: Praha
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- Koffordådå?
- Nu skal blodet flytaa!
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_________________ Don't call me insensitive just because I don't feel you
Skrevet: Tor 27 Mai 2004, 08:53 |
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theJack
OoaHelaNatten


Ble Medlem: 12 Apr 2004 Innlegg: 485 Bosted: Oslo
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Næmmen! Det er Ronja Røverdatter! (Ikke sant?)
Sitat fra langt bak i hukommelsen:
Special delivery for you sir -It's a bømb. A bøømb? Aahhh!
-Inspector Clousseau... Chief Inspector Clousseau
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Skrevet: Tor 27 Mai 2004, 15:29 |
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haakoo
Slushpuppy!


Ble Medlem: 09 Mar 2003 Innlegg: 2220 Bosted: Oslo
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Kom arbeidslyst og treng deg på, her skal du motstand finne!
Det var vondt det. Aldri hatt så vondt, at det går an å ha det så vondt.
Så har vi en etterlysning. Eier av bil HB4596, som har parkert over et komlokk utenfor inngang C, må øyeblikkelig fjerne bilen da en representant fra vann og kloakvesenet skal opp igjen og hjem til middag.
Alle tre fra samme film.
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Skrevet: Tor 27 Mai 2004, 22:35 |
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Mr_Pin
OoaHelaNatten


Ble Medlem: 22 Mai 2004 Innlegg: 529 Bosted: Trondheim
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Fra Flåklypå Grand Prix om jeg ikke tar skammelig feil.
Eler favoritten :
"Jasså, dykk sit der og glor!"
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_________________ Kunnskap er ikke makt, korrekt anvendelse av kunnskap er makt.
Skrevet: Tor 27 Mai 2004, 22:55 |
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wertoi
Slushpuppy!


Ble Medlem: 24 Feb 2004 Innlegg: 2113
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The Shawshank Redemption:
I have no idea to this day what those two Italian ladies were singing about. Truth is, I don't want to know. Some things are best left unsaid. I'd like to think they were singing about something so beautiful, it can't be expressed in words, and makes your heart ache because of it. I tell you, those voices soared higher and farther than anybody in a gray place dares to dream. It was like some beautiful bird flapped into our drab little cage and made those walls dissolve away, and for the briefest of moments, every last man in Shawshank felt free.
Red: Rehabilitated? Now let me see. You know, I don't have any idea what that means.
Parole official: Well, it means that you're ready to rejoin society.
Red: I know what you think it means, sonny. To me it's just a made up word; a politician's word. So young fellas like yourself can wear a suit, and tie, and have a job. What do you really want to know? Am I sorry for what I did?
Parole official: Well, are you?
Red: There's not a day goes by I don't feel regret. Not because I'm in here, or because you think I should. I look back on the way I was then then, a young, stupid kid who committed that terrible crime. I want to talk to him. I want to try and talk some sense to him, tell him the way things are. But I can't. That kid's long gone and this old man is all that's left. I got to live with that. Rehabilitated? It's just a bullshit word. So you go on and stamp your form, sonny, and stop wasting my time. Because to tell you the truth, I don't give a shit.
Shawshank Redemption må være en av de beste filmene jeg har sett.
Don Juan DeMarco:
Every woman is a mystery to be solved.
Donna Ana: How many have you had?
Don Juan: This would have been a good time to lie, but truth is an awful habit.
There are those that do not believe that a single soul born in heaven can split into twin spirits and shoot like falling stars to earth where over oceans and continents their magnetic forces will finally unite them back into one. How else do you explain love at first sight. We were convinced that there was no other life beneath the sky but ours. We believed that we would never die.
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_________________ "Remember me...?" Slumped on a park bench, at the bottom of the social heap, the drunken derelict turns his eyes to the heavens as the first flakes of snow begin to fall. "Remember me? I ordered the blonde, the Firebird, the Alligator shoes... Somebody's made a terrible mistake."
- Tom Waits
Skrevet: Fre 28 Mai 2004, 17:31 |
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Mr_Pin
OoaHelaNatten


Ble Medlem: 22 Mai 2004 Innlegg: 529 Bosted: Trondheim
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He who aproaches the bridge of death must answer me theese questios three, first then the other side he see!
(fortsett den som kan... )
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_________________ Kunnskap er ikke makt, korrekt anvendelse av kunnskap er makt.
Skrevet: Søn 30 Mai 2004, 04:42 |
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haakoo
Slushpuppy!


Ble Medlem: 09 Mar 2003 Innlegg: 2220 Bosted: Oslo
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What say you? (Brukt i mange filmer)
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Skrevet: Søn 30 Mai 2004, 10:40 |
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Glahn
Mors Lille Ole


Ble Medlem: 10 Mar 2003 Innlegg: 7331 Bosted: Trondheim
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Helløøø? Zis is inspector Closøø speaking on ze phøne, you knøw.
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_________________ Jeg skal kun få leve i ordene mine.
De som leser meg vil ikke røre meg.
Skrevet: Søn 30 Mai 2004, 10:51 |
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Sytemarvin
OoaHelaNatten


Ble Medlem: 03 Aug 2003 Innlegg: 408 Bosted: Oslo
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0nskemestern skrev: | Sytemarvin skrev: | "What country are you from?"
"What?"
" 'What' ain't no country I ever heard of. Do they speak English in What?"
"W-wh-what?"
"ENGLISH, MOTHERFUCKER! DO YOU SPEAK IT?"
^__^ | Dette høres da unektelig ut som Samuel L. Jackson.. |
Pulp Fiction, baby. 
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_________________ Start a riot, slash your wrists red
Skrevet: Søn 30 Mai 2004, 18:43 |
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Shai_Tan
HohoHihiHahaToTheFunnyFarm!


Ble Medlem: 08 Apr 2003 Innlegg: 1671 Bosted: Drammen
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How can we fuck off o`lord
im french you silly king thats why i got this outrages aksent
we are the knigths who says: NI
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Mr_Pin
OoaHelaNatten


Ble Medlem: 22 Mai 2004 Innlegg: 529 Bosted: Trondheim
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Launcelot: Look, my liege!
(fanfare)
Launcelot: Camelot!
Robin: Camelot!
Galahad: Camelot!
Patsy: (whispered) It's only a model.
Galahad: Shh!
Arthur: Knights, I bid you welcome to your new home. Let us ride...to CAMELOT!
song:
We're knights of the round table, we dance whene'er we're able.
We do routines, and border scenes, with footwork imp-e-cable;
We dine well here in Camelot, we eat ham and jam and spamalot.
We're knights of the round table, our shows are for-mid-able
Though many times, we're given rhymes, that are quite un-sing-able
We're not so bad in Camelot, we sing from the Dia-phragm alot!
Though we're tough and able,
Quite in-de-fa-ti-gable,
Between our quests, we sequin vests and impersonate Clark Gable,
It's a busy life in Camelot:
I have to push the pram-a-lot!
Arthur: On second thought, let's not go to Camelot. It is a silly place.
Others: Right, right....
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_________________ Kunnskap er ikke makt, korrekt anvendelse av kunnskap er makt.
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