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  <title>I&apos;m Not</title>
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  <title>Movie meme before bed. :]</title>
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  <description>Bronte is in my head; time for a mindless meme.  Up to you to debate whether this is a diversion or just a continuation of a theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Pick 20 of your favorite movies.&lt;br /&gt;+ Go to IMDb.com and find a quotation from each movie.&lt;br /&gt;+ Post them here for everyone to guess.  First come first serve, yo!&lt;br /&gt;+ Strike it out when someone guesses correctly, and put who guessed it and the movie.&lt;br /&gt;+ Google-fu is no-do.&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;a href=&quot;http://banlieue.insanejournal.com/54029.html#cutid1&quot;&gt;Music meme&lt;/a&gt; is still up!  Answers coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;s&gt;&quot;I could&apos;ve wound up having sex back there. And what better way to exorcise rejection demons than to screw the person who rejected you, right? But you wouldn&apos;t be sleeping with a person, you&apos;d be sleeping with the whole sad, single-person culture. It&apos;d be like sleeping with Talia Shire in Rocky if you weren&apos;t Rocky.&quot;&lt;/s&gt; &lt;i&gt;High Fidelity&lt;/i&gt;; &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;dogseesgod&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://dogseesgod.insanejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://dogseesgod.insanejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;dogseesgod&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;s&gt;&quot;I should like to say that I make no assumptions about your occupation nor your ways, Witch... which... which... which are nothing to me, whatever you are.&quot;&lt;/s&gt; &lt;i&gt;Sleepy Hollow&lt;/i&gt;; &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;oceanic&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://oceanic.insanejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://oceanic.insanejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;oceanic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;A:&lt;/b&gt; I mean, they kind of rub my ankles, but all shoes do that. I have low ankles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;B:&lt;/b&gt; You think you deserve that pain, but you don&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A:&lt;/b&gt; I don&apos;t think I deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;B:&lt;/b&gt; Well, not consciously maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A:&lt;/b&gt; My ankles are just low...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;B:&lt;/b&gt; People think that foot pain is a fact of life, but life is actually better than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;s&gt;&quot;This story&apos;s gonna grab people. It&apos;s about this guy, he&apos;s crazy about this girl, but he likes to wear dresses. Should he tell her? Should he not tell her? He&apos;s torn, Georgie. This is drama.&quot;&lt;/s&gt; &lt;i&gt;Ed Wood;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;hugemistake&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://hugemistake.insanejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://hugemistake.insanejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;hugemistake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;b&gt;A:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Anyway, listen, I meant to ask you, I need a cool way to kill people. Don&apos;t worry, it&apos;s for my script.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;B:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;I don&apos;t write that kind of stuff.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Oh, come on, man, please? You&apos;re the genius.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;B:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;Here you go. The killer&apos;s a literature professor. He cuts off little chunks from his victims&apos; bodies until they die. He calls himself &apos;the deconstructionist.&apos;&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; &quot;My partner stopped to help a damsel in distress. He&apos;s got his priorities all screwed up.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;s&gt;&quot;Young, young man. Did anyone ever tell you you look like a young prince out of the &apos;Arabian Nights&apos;?&quot;&lt;/s&gt; &lt;i&gt;A Streetcar Named Desire&lt;/i&gt;; &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;helloworld&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://helloworld.insanejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://helloworld.insanejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;helloworld&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;s&gt;&quot;Patricia Kitten, aka Deep Throat, had penetrated the deepest recesses of the Republican sphincter... with her secret anti-terrorist spray, named after Gabrielle Coco Chanel&apos;s lucky number.&quot;&lt;/s&gt; &lt;i&gt;Breakfast On Pluto&lt;/i&gt;; &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;oceanic&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://oceanic.insanejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://oceanic.insanejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;oceanic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;s&gt;&quot;Sweet? Where do you get off? Where do you get &lt;i&gt;sweet?&lt;/i&gt; I am dark and mysterious, and &lt;i&gt;pissed off!&lt;/i&gt; And I could be very dangerous to all of you! You should know that about me... I am &lt;b&gt;the enemy!&lt;/b&gt;&quot;&lt;/s&gt; &lt;i&gt;Almost Famous;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;pronto&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://pronto.insanejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://pronto.insanejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;pronto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;s&gt;&quot;We must not confuse dissent from disloyalty. We must remember always, that accusation is not proof, and that conviction depends upon evidence and due process of law. We will not walk in fear, one of another, we will not be driven by fear into an age of unreason. If we dig deep into our history and our doctrine, we will remember we are not descended from fearful men. Not from men who dared to write, to speak, to associate, and to defend causes that were for the moment unpopular.&quot;&lt;/s&gt; &lt;i&gt;Good Night and Good Luck;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;pronto&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://pronto.insanejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://pronto.insanejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;pronto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;s&gt;&quot;Yeah, we cool. Two things. Don&apos;t tell nobody about this. This shit is between me, you, and Mr. Soon-To-Be-Living-The-Rest-of-His-Short-Ass-Life-In-Agonizing-Pain Rapist here. It ain&apos;t nobody else&apos;s business. Two: you leave town tonight. Right now. And when you&apos;re gone, you stay gone, or you be gone. You lost all your L.A. privileges. Deal?&quot;&lt;/s&gt; &lt;i&gt;Pulp Fiction&lt;/i&gt;; &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;pronto&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://pronto.insanejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://pronto.insanejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;pronto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;s&gt;&quot;We can locate almost anyone for anyone anywhere, and we are ideologically promiscuous. We love everybody; we hate everybody. I get my feelings confused.&quot;&lt;/s&gt; &lt;i&gt;Munich&lt;/i&gt;; &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;pronto&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://pronto.insanejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://pronto.insanejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;pronto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;b&gt;A:&lt;/b&gt; James is amazing. He knows all the movie suicides. Go ahead, James. Tell him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;B:&lt;/b&gt; There are so many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A:&lt;/b&gt; Well, just a few. The big ones.&lt;br /&gt;James Leer: Pier Angeli, 1971 or &apos;72, also pills. Donald &quot;Red&quot; Barry, shot himself in 1980. Charles Boyer, 1978, pills again. Charles Butterworth, 1946, I think. In a car. Supposedly, it was an accident, but, you know, he was distraught. Dorothy Dandridge, pills, 1965. Albert Dekker, 1968. He hung himself. He wrote his suicide note in lipstick on his stomach. William Inge, carbon monoxide, 1973. Carole Landis, pills again. I forget when. George Reeves, &quot;Superman&quot; on TV, shot himself. Jean Seberg, pills, of course, 1979. Everett Sloane - he was good - pills. Margaret Sullavan, pills. Lupe Velez, a lot of pills. Gig Young, he shot himself and his wife in 1978. There are tons more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A:&lt;/b&gt; I haven&apos;t heard of half of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;C:&lt;/b&gt; You did them alphabetically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;B:&lt;/b&gt; It&apos;s just how my brain works, I guess. &lt;/s&gt; &lt;i&gt;Wonder Boys;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;hugemistake&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://hugemistake.insanejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://hugemistake.insanejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;hugemistake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; &quot;So what I&apos;m understanding here - correct me, if I&apos;m wrong - is that you&apos;re not givin&apos; me... any money... so now I&apos;m left basically with nothin&apos;, I&apos;m... left with ZERO, in which, in which, what can I do with zero, you know? What can I... I can&apos;t do ANYTHIN&apos; with it! I need to, this is my LIFE here we&apos;re talking about! We&apos;re not just talkin&apos; about, you know, somethin&apos; else, were talking about MY life, you know? And it&apos;s forcing me to do somethin&apos; I don&apos;t wanna do. To leave. To, to go out and just leave and go home and say, make a clean cut here and say &quot;&lt;i&gt;no way&lt;/i&gt;, Corky, you&apos;re not puttin&apos; up with these people!&quot; And I&apos;ll tell you why I can&apos;t put up with you people: because you&apos;re BASTARD people! That&apos;s what you are! You&apos;re just bastard people! And I&apos;m goin&apos; home and I&apos;m gonna... I&apos;m gonna BITE MY PILLOW, is what I&apos;m gonna do!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;s&gt;&quot;It&apos;s as if Perry and I grew up in the same house. And one day he stood up and went out the back door, while I went out the front.&quot;&lt;/s&gt; &lt;i&gt;Capote;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;hugemistake&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://hugemistake.insanejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://hugemistake.insanejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;hugemistake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;s&gt;&quot;It is vital that we work to a few golden rules. Always work in a small team. Keep a very low profile. Only deal with people who come recommended. And it&apos;s like selling anything else: washing machines, hand made shoes, blowjobs. As long as you don&apos;t take the piss people will always come back for more. That&apos;s not to say we don&apos;t work that special kind of magic that makes two kilos into three. But never be too greedy.&quot;&lt;/s&gt; &lt;i&gt;Layer Cake;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;oceanic&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://oceanic.insanejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://oceanic.insanejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;oceanic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; &quot;And the Germans claim to be intelligent! You know what I think, I think they are totally stupid. I have a family to feed. I spend half my time here, waiting for them to let us through. Why do they think I come here, to listen to the music?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;b&gt;A:&lt;/b&gt; Alicia, does our relationship warrant long-term commitment? I need some kind of proof--some kind of verifiable, empirical data.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;B:&lt;/b&gt; I&apos;m sorry, just give me a moment to redefine my girlish notions of romance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;s&gt;&quot;Do me a favor. Just kick my ass, okay? Kick this ass for a man, that&apos;s all. Kick my ass. Enjoy. Come on. I&apos;m not asking, I&apos;m telling with this. Kick my ass.&quot;&lt;/s&gt; &lt;i&gt;This Is Spinal Tap&lt;/i&gt;; &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;oceanic&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://oceanic.insanejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://oceanic.insanejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;oceanic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; &quot;I&apos;m robbing a bank because they got money here. That&apos;s why I&apos;m robbing it.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;s&gt;&lt;b&gt;A:&lt;/b&gt; You know, you&apos;re wearing a striped shirt with a striped tie, you know that, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;B:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;[grinning]&lt;/i&gt; Yeah, I do it for the ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A:&lt;/b&gt; Oh yeah? The ladies ever tell you that you look like a fucking optical illusion? &lt;/s&gt; &lt;i&gt;25th Hour&lt;/i&gt;; &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;oceanic&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://oceanic.insanejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://oceanic.insanejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;oceanic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;</description>
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  <title>Thanks a lot, GJ.</title>
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