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“Well,” the dolls said, looking around. “Here we are.”
“Seems like a nice valley,” one of them said. “Maybe we should stay here. Make it our valley.”
And they did.
Valley of the Dolls

“There’s something special about this river. Almost mystic.”
It really was a wonderful river.
“Let’s come back here every summer.”
And they did.
Mystic River

“That was a wonderful dream,” she said, smiling, because of how good the dream was, that she had.
“I’m so glad,” he said. “Would you like to tell me about it?”
She did.
Requiem For A Dream

“This doesn’t seem like any place for the two of us,” he said. “This is no country for old men.”
“Should we turn around and go home?” his friend asked.
“Yes, let’s,” he said. “I think that would be a good idea.”
And it was. They went back to the country for old men.
No Country For Old Men

“What a beautiful melody that is,” she said after he finished at the piano. “Is there anything you can’t do?”
“Oh, plenty,” Mr. Ripley said.
“No, don’t be modest,” she said. “You’re very talented.”
“Well, maybe a little,” he said.
It was a wonderful piano recital.
The Talented Mr. Ripley

Pheasant weren’t in season, so he went deer hunting instead. “Either way, we’ll have plenty to eat this winter.”
– The Deer Hunter

“Gosh, I feel rested,” he said as he walked in the kitchen.
– The Big Sleep

“Come over here,” he said. “Stand by me.”
It was nice to be included.
– Stand By Me

“Don’t you need the light on for that?” he asked.
“Oh, no, thank you,” she said. “I don’t mind dancing in the dark.”
Dancer In The Dark

He really loved elephants. He loved them so much that people called him the Elephant Man. This made him enormously happy. Also, he could sleep lying down without dying, which made him even happier.
The Elephant Man

“That’s a beautiful bird,” she said, approaching the falconer in the park. “Where’s it from?”
“Thanks,” he told her. “It’s from Malta.”
“Well,” she said, after a minute. “Bye then.”
“Take care,” he told her.
The Maltese Falcon

“Is there another turnoff up ahead?” she asked.
“No,” he said. “This is the last exit to Brooklyn.”
“I guess we’d better exit here, then,” she said, smiling.
They did.
“Well, here we are, in Brooklyn,” she said.
There they were.
Last Exit To Brooklyn

“How many seals is that?” she said, amazed.
“Four, five, six…” he counted. “This is incredible! What a beautiful surprise.”
“You forgot that little one over there,” she said, pointing. “The seventh seal.”
She was right. There were seven seals total in the seal family.
The Seventh Seal

“Are you cold?” he asked.
“Yes, a little,” she said.
“Here,” he said, “have my jacket.”
“It’s so warm and heavy,” she said.
“Yes,” he agreed, “it’s a full metal jacket.”
“How comfortable this is now,” she said.
It really was nice of him to give her his jacket.
Full Metal Jacket

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