has anyone done this yet? im sorry
Eleanor: I do sell a lot of wank, don’t I?
Flint: You can’t hang up on the undead.
Billy: Well, you could become a terrible event and happen to him.
Max: Oh, she’s nice is she? Don’t make me get sick into my own scorn. Does she play the viola, does she embroider, is she kind to the servants?
Anne: I feel you breathe, I feel you move. Mrs. Letter Opener says hello to Mr. Lung.
Jack: What’ll I do with that extra pound? I’ll add another acre to the grounds. I’ll chuck a few more koi carp in my piano shaped pond. No, I know, I’ll build a wing on the National Gallery with my name on it.
Miranda: Remember that letter you wrote to your mother as part of the self-help program? You couldn’t find it? That’s because I found it and I posted it.
Thomas: Yes, I’m offering you me. To enjoy like an Éclair, or a Day at the Zoo.
Vane: How was the situation? Had I been drinking?
Blackbeard: Add a dab of lavender to your milk, leave town with an orange, and pretend you’re laughing at it.
Silver: Look, now he’s going up on that little ladder; up he goes with that little wiggle of his, the wiggle of Judas, the Judas boogie.