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Project Gutenberg's The Time Machine, by H. G. (Herbert George) Wells
Title: The Time Machine
Author: H. G. (Herbert George) Wells
IV
'And then, looking more nearly into their features, I saw some further peculiarities in their Dresden-china type of prettiness. Their hair, which was uniformly curly, came to a sharp end at the neck and cheek; there was not the faintest suggestion of it on the face, and their ears were singularly minute. The mouths were small, with bright red, rather thin lips, and the little chins ran to a point. The eyes were large and mild; and—this may seem egotism on my part—I fancied even that there was a certain lack of the interest I might have expected in them.
'As they made no effort to communicate with me, but simply stood round me smiling and speaking in soft cooing notes to each other, I began the conversation. I pointed to the Time Machine and to myself. Then hesitating for a moment how to express time, I pointed to the sun. At once a quaintly pretty little figure in chequered purple and white followed my gesture, and then astonished me by imitating the sound of thunder.
'For a moment I was staggered, though the import of his gesture was plain enough. The question had come into my mind abruptly: were these creatures fools? You may hardly understand how it took me. You see I had always anticipated that the people of the year Eight Hundred and Two Thousand odd would be incredibly in front of us in knowledge, art, everything. Then one of them suddenly asked me a question that showed him to be on the intellectual level of one of our five-year-old children—asked me, in fact, if I had come from the sun in a thunderstorm! It let loose the judgment I had suspended upon their clothes, their frail light limbs, and fragile features. A flow of disappointment rushed across my mind. For a moment I felt that I had built the Time Machine in vain.
'I nodded, pointed to the sun, and gave them such a vivid rendering of a thunderclap as startled them. They all withdrew a pace or so and bowed. Then came one laughing towards me, carrying a chain of beautiful flowers altogether new to me, and put it about my neck. The idea was received with melodious applause; and presently they were all running to and fro for flowers, and laughingly flinging them upon me until I was almost smothered with blossom. You who have never seen the like can scarcely imagine what delicate and wonderful flowers countless years of culture had created. Then someone suggested that their plaything should be exhibited in the nearest building, and so I was led past the sphinx of white marble, which had seemed to watch me all the while with a smile at my astonishment, towards a vast grey edifice of fretted stone. As I went with them the memory of my confident anticipations of a profoundly grave and intellectual posterity came, with irresistible merriment, to my mind.
'The building had a huge entry, and was altogether of colossal dimensions. I was naturally most occupied with the growing crowd of little people, and with the big open portals that yawned before me shadowy and mysterious. My general impression of the world I saw over their heads was a tangled waste of beautiful bushes and flowers, a long neglected and yet weedless garden. I saw a number of tall spikes of strange white flowers, measuring a foot perhaps across the spread of the waxen petals. They grew scattered, as if wild, among the variegated shrubs, but, as I say, I did not examine them closely at this time. The Time Machine was left deserted on the turf among the rhododendrons.
'The arch of the doorway was richly carved, but naturally I did not observe the carving very narrowly, though I fancied I saw suggestions of old Phoenician decorations as I passed through, and it struck me that they were very badly broken and weather-worn. Several more brightly clad people met me in the doorway, and so we entered, I, dressed in dingy nineteenth-century garments, looking grotesque enough, garlanded with flowers, and surrounded by an eddying mass of bright, soft-colored robes and shining white limbs, in a melodious whirl of laughter and laughing speech.
'The big doorway opened into a proportionately great hall hung with brown. The roof was in shadow, and the windows, partially glazed with coloured glass and partially unglazed, admitted a tempered light. The floor was made up of huge blocks of some very hard white metal, not plates nor slabs—blocks, and it was so much worn, as I judged by the going to and fro of past generations, as to be deeply channelled along the more frequented ways. Transverse to the length were innumerable tables made of slabs of polished stone, raised perhaps a foot from the floor, and upon these were heaps of fruits. Some I recognized as a kind of hypertrophied raspberry and orange, but for the most part they were strange.
'Between the tables was scattered a great number of cushions. Upon these my conductors seated themselves, signing for me to do likewise. With a pretty absence of ceremony they began to eat the fruit with their hands, flinging peel and stalks, and so forth, into the round openings in the sides of the tables. I was not loath to follow their example, for I felt thirsty and hungry. As I did so I surveyed the hall at my leisure.
'And perhaps the thing that struck me most was its dilapidated look. The stained-glass windows, which displayed only a geometrical pattern, were broken in many places, and the curtains that hung across the lower end were thick with dust. And it caught my eye that the corner of the marble table near me was fractured. Nevertheless, the general effect was extremely rich and picturesque. There were, perhaps, a couple of hundred people dining in the hall, and most of them, seated as near to me as they could come, were watching me with interest, their little eyes shining over the fruit they were eating. All were clad in the same soft and yet strong, silky material.
'Fruit, by the by, was all their diet. These people of the remote future were strict vegetarians, and while I was with them, in spite of some carnal cravings, I had to be frugivorous also. Indeed, I found afterwards that horses, cattle, sheep, dogs, had followed the Ichthyosaurus into extinction. But the fruits were very delightful; one, in particular, that seemed to be in season all the time I was there—a floury thing in a three-sided husk—was especially good, and I made it my staple. At first I was puzzled by all these strange fruits, and by the strange flowers I saw, but later I began to perceive their import.
'However, I am telling you of my fruit dinner in the distant future now. So soon as my appetite was a little checked, I determined to make a resolute attempt to learn the speech of these new men of mine. Clearly that was the next thing to do. The fruits seemed a convenient thing to begin upon, and holding one of these up I began a series of interrogative sounds and gestures. I had some considerable difficulty in conveying my meaning. At first my efforts met with a stare of surprise or inextinguishable laughter, but presently a fair-haired little creature seemed to grasp my intention and repeated a name. They had to chatter and explain the business at great length to each other, and my first attempts to make the exquisite little sounds of their language caused an immense amount of amusement. However, I felt like a schoolmaster amidst children, and persisted, and presently I had a score of noun substantives at least at my command; and then I got to demonstrative pronouns, and even the verb "to eat." But it was slow work, and the little people soon tired and wanted to get away from my interrogations, so I determined, rather of necessity, to let them give their lessons in little doses when they felt inclined. And very little doses I found they were before long, for I never met people more indolent or more easily fatigued.
'A queer thing I soon discovered about my little hosts, and that was their lack of interest. They would come to me with eager cries of astonishment, like children, but like children they would soon stop examining me and wander away after some other toy. The dinner and my conversational beginnings ended, I noted for the first time that almost all those who had surrounded me at first were gone. It is odd, too, how speedily I came to disregard these little people. I went out through the portal into the sunlit world again as soon as my hunger was satisfied. I was continually meeting more of these men of the future, who would follow me a little distance, chatter and laugh about me, and, having smiled and gesticulated in a friendly way, leave me again to my own devices.
'The calm of evening was upon the world as I emerged from the great hall, and the scene was lit by the warm glow of the setting sun. At first things were very confusing. Everything was so entirely different from the world I had known—even the flowers. The big building I had left was situated on the slope of a broad river valley, but the Thames had shifted perhaps a mile from its present position. I resolved to mount to the summit of a crest, perhaps a mile and a half away, from which I could get a wider view of this our planet in the year Eight Hundred and Two Thousand Seven Hundred and One A.D. For that, I should explain, was the date the little dials of my machine recorded.
'As I walked I was watching for every impression that could possibly help to explain the condition of ruinous splendour in which I found the world—for ruinous it was. A little way up the hill, for instance, was a great heap of granite, bound together by masses of aluminium, a vast labyrinth of precipitous walls and crumpled heaps, amidst which were thick heaps of very beautiful pagoda-like plants—nettles possibly—but wonderfully tinted with brown about the leaves, and incapable of stinging. It was evidently the derelict remains of some vast structure, to what end built I could not determine. It was here that I was destined, at a later date, to have a very strange experience—the first intimation of a still stranger discovery—but of that I will speak in its proper place.
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Star Trek: First Contact
COCHRANE: I don't know who writes your history books or where you get your information from, but you people got some pretty funny ideas about me.
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AZ LYRICS UNIVERSE
PINK FLOYD
album: "The Division Bell" (1994)
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PINK FLOYD
"A Great Day For Freedom"
On the day the wall came down
They threw the locks onto the ground
And with glasses high we raised a cry for freedom had arrived
On the day the wall came down
The Ship of Fools had finally ran aground
Promises lit up the night like paper doves in flight
I dreamed you had left my side
No warmth, not even pride remained
And even though you needed me
It was clear that I could not do a thing for you
Now life devalues day by day
As friends and neighbors turn away
And there's a change that, even with regret, cannot be undone
Now frontiers shift like desert sands
While nations wash their bloodied hands
Of loyalty, of history, in shades of grey
I woke to the sound of drums
The music played, the morning sun streamed in
I turned and I looked at you
And all but the bitter residues slipped away...slipped away
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IMDb
Gremlins 2: The New Batch (1990)
Quotes
Kate: Billy, if we get through today alive, you're in big trouble.
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IMDb
The Final Countdown (1980)
Quotes
Pilot: [the Corsair is inbound to the Nimitz before the first time storm] Nimitz, this is 412, I have an unsafe hook indicator, over.
Air Boss: 412, roger unsafe hook. Recycle your hook.
Pilot: Negative, I've tried that.
Air Ops Officer: 412, your transmission's poor, say your fuel state.
Air Boss: [over the intercom to the bridge] Captain, Boss, that Corsair's in real trouble, can't get his tailhook down. I think we better take him in the barricade.
Captain Yelland: Rig it!
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STARGATE WIKI
SGU 2.09 "Visitation"
TJ
I, uh, I wanted to talk to you about something. I…I have a memory.
CAINE
(with irony)
Well, lucky you.
TJ
A vivid memory that I visited you
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JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 03/24/07 3:52 AM
I find myself thinking of some "memories" of when I was assigned to the USS Wainwright. The ship had left port for a short regional deployment and I stayed back because I had a medical appointment on base. Or something like that. Not really sure why I didn't leave with the ship but it was because of some appointment on base. After that appointment, there was a period before the ship was due back when I was assigned to work in an office there on base. I liked the assignment because I had to wear my dress uniform and I liked that because I got to wear all my ribbons. I didn't have any ribbons until we were in the Persian Gulf and so most of my ribbons were from that Operation Praying Mantis combat engagement. There were two other petty officers in the office; they might have been CPO's, but maybe Petty Officer First Class's. They didn't really have any work for me to do in there so they had me crumpling up pages of documents that were going into a burn bag because they were classified. They told me to take my time and pace myself because they didn't have any other work for me but I "remember" that I went through all the documents too soon and then didn't have anything to do. But then I was watching one of them typing up some regular report on a computer and he didn't know how to touch type so I volunteered to type it for him. I think the word processor was Gemstar. He told me I had saved him a lot of time.
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 24 March 2007 excerpt ends]
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The Seattle Times
Friday, May 25, 1990
USS Iowa: New Study -- Accident, Not Sabotage, May Have Caused Blast That Killed 47 Sailors
By Susanne M. Schafer
AP
WASHINGTON - Sen. Howard Metzenbaum, D-Ohio, said today it was possible ``heads will roll'' in the Navy in light of a new congressional study that says an accident, not sabotage, may have caused the blast that last year killed 47 sailors aboard the battleship Iowa.
Congressional investigators told the Senate Armed Services Committee today that their report found the April 19, 1989, explosion could have resulted from gunpowder bags in the ship's guns being rammed at ``higher than normal speeds.''
Last fall, the Navy said the fireball aboard the Iowa ``most probably'' was an intentional act by crew member Clayton Hartwig of Cleveland, who died in the explosion. It said Hartwig appeared to be a loner who staged the blast because he was upset over the breakup of a friendship with another sailor, Kendall
Truitt. The new report, by the General Accounting Office, was released a day after the Navy announced it is reopening its investigation. The Navy also said it was halting the firing of 16-inch guns aboard its four battleships after an ``unexplained ignition'' of gunpowder bags during testing.
Hartwig's father, Earl Hartwig, a Navy gunner's mate in World War II, said of the GAO report: ``This is what we've been saying all along. My son is not guilty. The Navy was barking up the wrong tree.''
Senate Armed Services Committee Chairman Sam Nunn, D-Ga., said the testimony ``cast grave doubts on the Navy's findings'' that foreign
material had been found in the gun barrel.
Metzenbaum said of last year's Navy investigation: ``I think some of those who headed up the investigation ought to be called on the carpet. I think it is possible some heads will roll.''
The Navy accused Hartwig of placing ``some type of detonation device'' between gunpowder bags as he supervised the loading of one of the Iowa's guns.
Today's GAO report said there was no conclusive evidence that elements from an explosive device were found in the gun barrel, said Rep. Mary Rose Oakar, D-Ohio, who represents the district where Hartwig's family lives.
The ignition of the gunpowder bags came during follow-up testing that the Navy has been doing as new theories were brought forward, the Navy said.
After a four-month examination of the Iowa explosion - and about 20,000 technical tests of gunpowder blasts - the Navy contended in September that it had found no technical reason for the explosion.
The Navy admitted it only had circumstantial evidence because all witnesses died in the fire.
Pentagon sources, who requested anonymity, said the Navy was informed several weeks ago about results of tests conducted for GAO by the Sandia National Laboratory in Albuquerque, N.M., which indicated the fatal explosion could have been caused by the over-ramming of the Iowa's gunpowder bags.
Sandia representatives helped perform new tests and were able to recreate an ignition, the sources said.
Sen. John Warner of Virginia, ranking Republican on the Senate Armed Services Committee and a former Navy secretary, said the new tests ``showed that under certain mechanical conditions there can be an accidental misfire of the powder.'' But he said it was important not to ``leap to judgment or conclusion'' about what happened aboard the Iowa.
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HISTORY
THIS DAY IN HISTORY
Apr 19, 1989:
Central Park jogger attack shocks New York City
On this day in 1989, a 28-year-old female investment banker is severely beaten and sexually assaulted while jogging in New York City’s Central Park. Five teenagers from Harlem were convicted of the crime, which shocked New Yorkers for its randomness and viciousness and became emblematic of the perceived lawlessness of the city at the time. The case was also racially divisive, as the teens were black and Hispanic and the victim was white.
The “Central Park jogger,” as she became known in the media, was discovered by passerby in a muddy ravine, her skull smashed and near death, hours after she went for a jog in the park around 9 p.m. After being rescued, she spent nearly two weeks in a coma, but surprised doctors by eventually recovering from most of her injuries. However, she remembered nothing about the near-fatal attack or the events leading up to it.
Police quickly charged five male teens with the crime; four made videotaped confessions, while implicating a fifth suspect. The teens were part of a larger group of youths who had been roaming Central Park on the night of April 19, robbing and beating people. The public became familiar with a new term, “wilding,” to describe the gang’s random, violent rampage.
The teens charged in the Central Park jogger attack soon claimed their confessions had been coerced by the police; however, the five were convicted in two separate trials in 1990, and received prison sentences ranging from five to 15 years. Then, in 2002, a convicted murderer and serial rapist, already behind bars, came forward to confess he had attacked the Central Park jogger when he was 17 and had acted alone. DNA evidence later confirmed his rape claim. In December 2002, the convictions of the five men originally charged in the case were overturned. The men later filed multi-million dollar lawsuits against New York City, which have not been settled.
In 2003, the Central Park jogger, Trisha Meili, publicly revealed her identity by publishing a book about her ordeal. In the years after the attack, she became a motivational speaker and advocate for victims of sexual assault and brain injury.
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Timecop
You all remember|Dr. Hans Kleindast...
the Nobel Laureate who helped us|during the space program?
For 20 years...
he's been keeping his face|off of Time magazine doing research.
His field of research|has been time travel.
- Time travel.|- Time travel.
- Well, beam me up, Scotty.|- That's very funny, Senator.
- Wanna know what's funnier than that?|- He's gonna tell us.
The funny thing is...|the good doctor actually did it.
I thought that'd|get your attention.
He did it. The technology is|in the folders in front of you.
You won't understand it|any better than I can.
Now, you can't go forward,|because the future hasn't happened yet.
However, you can go back,|and that's where things get tricky.
If you go back and change something,|it's serious. It could be catastrophic.
It's like throwing|a stone in a lake...
only now there|are ripples in time.
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Booby Trap
Stardate: 43205.6
Original Airdate: Oct 30, 1989
[Beach]
(on white sand, by the light of an enormous moon, Geordi is on a date!)
LAFORGE: Another Coco-no-no?
CHRISTY: No thanks, I think I've had enough already.
LAFORGE: Yeah. Yeah, me too. Oh, I almost forgot.
(He snaps his fingers, and a gypsy violinist appears and plays while Geordi makes a very bad attempt at putting his arm around her shoulder)
CHRISTY: Geordi. I'm sorry. I think I'd better go back.
LAFORGE: Too chilly? I can turn down the breeze.
CHRISTY: No, it's been a lovely programme.
LAFORGE: Yeah.
CHRISTY: And you're a terrific guy.
LAFORGE: Yeah.
CHRISTY: I just don't feel that way about you.
LAFORGE: Yeah. (to the gypsy) Knock it off.
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Timecop
- Mr. Atwood, isn't it terrible?|- Tragic.
...little lovebirds
We're not above birds
Let's misbehave
Slip and slide
Slip inside
Slip and slide
I learn to love|I learn to live
Get me Ross.
Ross! Hi!|Yeah, listen.
I want another 100,000 shares|of Middle States Oil.
No, no. Just buy it.|It's an act of faith.
I really think things|are gonna turn around.
I got a feeling|about the future.
Look, I gotta go.|I'm... I'm very busy.
- Walker.|- How've you been, Lyle?
How ya doin', partner?
- Ex-partner.|- Max.
I'm not gonna change a thing. The only|ripples'll be in my swimming pool.
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Booby Trap
Stardate: 43205.6
Original Airdate: Oct 30, 1989
Captain's log, Stardate 43205.6. We have arrived at Orelious Nine, to chart the battle in which the Menthars and Promellians fought to their mutual extinction. Among the ruins we have found a relic, a Promellian battle cruiser that has withstood the centuries.
[Corridor]
PICARD: Indulge me, Number One.
RIKER: I would prefer it if Lieutenant Worf and I were able to a security sweep of the ship first.
PICARD: No. Captain's prerogative. This one's mine. We have examined every conceivable risk.
RIKER: The risks on a ship this old and fragile are inconceivable, Captain.
PICARD: Ghosts, perhaps? Number One, have you never dreamed of climbing inside the bottle?
RIKER: Sir?
PICARD: The ship in the bottle. Model air ships. I used to build them when I was a child. My God, I bet I had a Promellian battle cruiser too.
[Transporter room]
PICARD: Ready to beam down to the vessel?
O'BRIEN: Locked on to the main bridge, Captain.
RIKER: You're certain about the atmospheric conditions, Data ?
DATA: There is adequate oxygen for life support, Commander.
PICARD: It is exactly as they left it, Number One. In the bottle. The ship in the bottle. Good Lord, didn't anybody here build ships in bottles when they were boys?
WORF: I did not play with toys.
DATA: I was never a boy.
O'BRIEN: I did, sir.
PICARD: Thank you, Mister O'Brien. Proceed.
(Picard, Worf and Data are beamed away)
O'BRIEN: I did. I really did. Ships in bottles. Great fun.
(The lights dim)
RIKER: What's that?
O'BRIEN: I'm not sure. The secondary power bus may need adjusting.
RIKER: Keep me posted.
[Warship Bridge]
(built for human-sized humanoids with a ridge on their skulls. Reminiscent of the scene from Alien when they found the dead pilot)
PICARD: Extraordinary.
WORF: Admirable. They died at their posts.
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Top Gun
You weren't gonna say goodbye?
I heard you got that job in Washington.|Congratulations.
Thanks. But I wasn't gonna leave|without saying goodbye.
- It's good to see you.|- Thanks.
Where are you going?|You don't even have a ticket, do you?
I've seen all the evidence, and it's not|your responsibility. It's not your fault.
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Booby Trap
Stardate: 43205.6
Original Airdate: Oct 30, 1989
[Ten forward]
(Wesley and Data are playing 3D chess. Outside is a field of planetary fragments)
WESLEY: This was the final battle, wasn't it?
DATA: Neither side intended Orelious Nine to be the decisive conflict.
WESLEY: There's not much left, is there.
DATA: The destruction is remarkable considering the primitive weapons of the period.
(Geordi enters, disconsolate and back in uniform)
WESLEY: Uh, oh.
DATA: I beg your pardon, Wesley?
WESLEY: Geordi had a big date with Christy tonight. He spent days putting together the perfect programme. Looks like it ended kind of early.
DATA: Uh, oh.
RIKER [OC]: Commander Data to the Bridge immediately.
DATA: Acknowledged.
[Bridge]
RIKER: We're picking up a signal, coordinates two one one mark six one.
PICARD: It would seen to be an ancient interplanetary code. Mister Data?
DATA: Confirmed, sir.
RIKER: Survivors on Orelious Nine after all this time? Not possible.
PICARD: Well, hardly possible, Number One. Lay in a course to the source of the signal.
(short trip through the rubble)
DATA: Approaching the source, Captain.
PICARD: Put it on the viewer.
WORF: A Promellian battle cruiser?
PICARD: With its Lang-cycle fusion engines still intact.
DATA: Sensors indicate no life signs aboard, Captain.
PICARD: I should hope not, Mister Data. That ship belongs in a museum. I'm afraid we're a little late. That call for help was probably initiated over a thousand years ago.
Captain's log, Stardate 43205.6. We have arrived at Orelious Nine, to chart the battle in which the Menthars and Promellians fought to their mutual extinction. Among the ruins we have found a relic, a Promellian battle cruiser that has withstood the centuries.
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Booby Trap
Stardate: 43205.6
Original Airdate: Oct 30, 1989
[Ten forward]
LAFORGE: Don't you have anything stronger than this, Guinan?
GUINAN: Yes.
LAFORGE: Would it help?
GUINAN: No.
LAFORGE: Tell me something, Guinan. You're a woman, right?
GUINAN: Yes, I can tell you I'm a woman.
LAFORGE: What is it that you want in a man?
GUINAN: Me personally?
LAFORGE: As a woman. What's the first thing you look at?
GUINAN: His head.
LAFORGE: His mind. Of course.
GUINAN: No, his head. I'm attracted to bald men.
LAFORGE: Seriously?
GUINAN: Seriously.
LAFORGE: Why?
GUINAN: Maybe because a bald man was very kind to me once when I was hurting. Took care of me.
LAFORGE: I'd like to do that.
GUINAN: I take care of myself these days.
LAFORGE: I mean, take care of somebody. I just don't get it, Guinan. I can field strip a fusion reactor. I can realign a power transfer tunnel. Why can't I make anything work with a woman like Christi? It's like I don't know what to do,
I don't know what to say.
GUINAN: You're doing fine with me.
LAFORGE: You're different.
GUINAN: No, you're different.
LAFORGE: But I'm not trying now.
GUINAN: That's my point.
1982 film "Fast Times at Ridgemont High" DVD video:
00:25:02
Linda Barrett: And have that little Pacific Stereo sign on? Come on, Stace. Hey, it's his loss.
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Springfield! Springfield!
- Is this boat tilted?
- No!
Now you listen to me.
Before you mess
around with other
people's lives, you better
take a look at your own.
And what's wrong with it?
Well, maybe if you stopped straightening
pictures and let men wear their pants,
maybe they'd be able to touch
you without asking permesso.
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The Ensigns of Command
Stardate: 43133.3
Original Airdate: Oct 2, 1989
ARD'RIAN: What was that for?
DATA: You appeared to need it.
ARD'RIAN: So you saw I was unhappy and did what you concluded would make me feel better. Rational to the last.
(Data gets back in the shuttle and closes the door)
ARD'RIAN: Bye.
[Ready room]
PICARD: Come. Welcome home, Mister Data. Well done.
DATA: Thank you, sir.
PICARD: The good doctor was kind enough to provide me with a recording of your concert. Your performance shows feeling.
DATA: As I have recently reminded others, sir, I have no feeling.
PICARD: It's hard to believe. Your playing is quite beautiful.
DATA: Strictly speaking, sir, it is not my playing. It is a precise imitation of the techniques of Jascha Heifetz and Trenka Bronken.
PICARD: Is there nothing of Data in what I'm hearing? You see, you chose the violinists. Heifetz and Bronken have radically different styles, different techniques, yet you combined them successfully.
DATA: I suppose I have learned to be creative, sir, when necessary.
PICARD: Mister Data, I look forward to your next concert.
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Booby Trap
Stardate: 43205.6
Original Airdate: Oct 30, 1989
[Bridge]
PICARD: Thrilling. That was absolutely thrilling. And I was right, Number One. There were ghosts aboard that old ship. One of them actually spoke to us.
RIKER: A friendly one, I hope?
PICARD: My own counterpart. The captain's final message, praising his crew.
RIKER: I hope you'll be as thoughtful when the time comes.
PICARD: Mister Data, advise the Astral Five annex. This should be catalogued and scheduled for retrieval.
DATA: Aye, sir.
(Troi and Riker have big grins on their faces)
TROI: I'm sorry, Captain, it's just a rare pleasure to meet this side of your personality.
PICARD: Mister Crusher, set course for the original coordinates.
WESLEY: Yes, sir.
DATA: Captain, we are experiencing a two percent drop in energy reserves. Compensating.
RIKER: We were having a few problems while
WORF: Readouts indicate we are being bombarded with a field of high intensity radiation.
RIKER: Shields up.
DATA: Captain, energy loss increasing to five percent.
PICARD: Yellow Alert.
WORF: Aye, sir.
DATA: Energy loss increasing, sir.
PICARD: Mister Crusher. Reverse course. Full impulse power.
WESLEY: No response, sir.
PICARD: Increase speed to warp one.
WESLEY: Engines are not responding, Captain.
RIKER: Mister La Forge.
[Engineering]
RIKER [OC] We need warp power now!
LAFORGE: Matter-anti matter mixture ratio settings at optimum balance Reaction sequence corresponding to specified norms. Magnetic plasma transfer to warp field generators per programme specs. Commander, we should be going like a bat out of hell.
[Bridge]
DATA: Power loss now at twelve percent, Captain.
PICARD: Red alert.
WORF: Radiation intensity increasing.
LAFORGE [OC]: We'd better slow these engines down before we burn out the reaction chamber.
RIKER: Slow to idle, Geordi.
PICARD: Is it possible we've fallen into the same snare that killed them? A thousand year old booby trap?
http://articles.latimes.com/1989-07-21/news/mn-4254_1_crew-members
Los Angeles Times
Survivor Rate Tied to Crew's Expertise : High Praise Heaped on Pilot for 'Heroism'
July 21, 1989 DAVID LAUTER Times Staff Writer
WASHINGTON — United Airlines Capt. Alfred C. Haynes had planned to spend Thursday at home in Seattle, umpiring the district Little League championships. Instead, he spent the day resting in an Iowa hospital, being hailed as a hero for his piloting of the crippled DC-10 jumbo jet that crash-landed in Sioux City Wednesday afternoon.
Fellow pilots said that preliminary reports of the massive engine and hydraulic malfunctions that afflicted the aircraft in flight have left them wondering how Haynes was able to control the 15-year-old plane at all.
But, they said, the former Marine Corps aviator--one of United Airline's most senior pilots--is among the best in his field.
"He was always top-notch," said retired United Capt. Dick Weisner, who served as Haynes' supervisor for many years. "He's a very fine pilot," Weisner said. "I can't recommend anybody any higher."
A surviving passenger put the matter more simply. "Our pilot was a hero," John Transue told reporters. "He really saved our butts."
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AZ LYRICS UNIVERSE
PINK FLOYD
album: "The Division Bell" (1994)
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PINK FLOYD
"Coming Back To Life"
Where were you when I was burned and broken
While the days slipped by from my window watching
Where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless
Because the things you say and the things you do surround me
While you were hanging yourself on someone else's words
Dying to believe in what you heard
I was staring straight into the shining sun
Lost in thought and lost in time
While the seeds of life and the seeds of change were planted
Outside the rain fell dark and slow
While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime
I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the moment had arrived
For killing the past and coming back to life
I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the waiting had begun
And headed straight..into the shining sun
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Booby Trap
Stardate: 43205.6
Original Airdate: Oct 30, 1989
LAFORGE: With the engines idling, the energy loss has been limited, but our reserves will be depleted in less than three hours. We won't be able to hold our shields in place.
PICARD: Mister Worf, have you been able to identify the source of the radiation?
WORF: No, sir. The radiation field is so strong it interferes with our sensors.
PICARD: And no apparent explanation for the energy loss?
LAFORGE: No, sir.
RIKER: Is there anything in the history books, Data, that could give us a clue?
DATA: There are many fascinating records of Menthar battle strategy. They were exceptionally innovative. In fact, they were the first to use the Kavis Teke elusive manoeuvre as well as the passive lure stratagem that is comparable to Napoleon's
RIKER: Any mention of a situation like this?
DATA: No, sir.
RIKER: I recommend that I return to the cruiser with an away team.
LAFORGE: They didn't have much success with this problem, Commander.
RIKER: No, but they knew who their enemy was better than we do. They may have known what caused the trouble. They just didn't know how to get out.
PICARD: Agreed. Mister Worf, what would be the impact of lowering the shields long enough to get the away team out?
WORF: Negligible.
LAFORGE: Won't do much for our energy conservation, Captain.
PICARD: That's your job, Commander La Forge. Determine some way to keep the Enterprise up and running. Data, you join Commander Riker on the away team. Find out what happened on that ship.
[Engineering]
LAFORGE: So why can't we move? Computer. As we increased our power levels, was there any counter-reaction?
COMPUTER: Affirmative. The opposing force grew in direct proportion to the power output of the Enterprise.
LAFORGE: So it kept us from forming a subspace field for the warp drive?
COMPUTER: That is correct.
(He goes to a screen and calls up files)
LAFORGE: Computer, who is this L. Brahms?
COMPUTER: Doctor Leah Brahms, engineer. Graduate of the Daystrom Institute Theoretical Propulsion Group. Galaxy class starships, team seven, junior member.
LAFORGE: Junior member, huh? Looks like she wrote the book on propulsion. Call up subspace design logs.
COMPUTER: Select menu. Visual records or L. Brahms' voice entries.
LAFORGE: Voice entries.
LEAH [OC]: Theoretical propulsion logs, Federation Starship Enterprise, Galaxy class. Heading, Subspace. Author, Leah Brahms.
LAFORGE: Geordi La Forge. How're you doing, Doc?
LEAH [OC]: Specify programme.
LAFORGE: Yeah, down to work. You're absolutely right.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shades_of_Gray_(Star_Trek:_The_Next_Generation)
Shades of Gray (Star Trek: The Next Generation)
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
"Shades of Gray" is the 22nd episode of the second season of the American science fiction television series Star Trek: The Next Generation, the 48th episode overall. It was originally broadcast on July 17, 1989 in broadcast syndication. It was the only clip show filmed during the series
In this episode, Commander William Riker (Jonathan Frakes) undergoes medical treatment by Dr. Katherine Pulaski (Diana Muldaur) for an alien infection and must relive numerous past events.
http://www.chakoteya.net/NextGen/154.htm
Booby Trap
Stardate: 43205.6
Original Airdate: Oct 30, 1989
[Engineering]
LAFORGE: Computer, generate a cross section image of the dilithium crystal chamber. What about re-orienting the crystal?
LEAH [OC]: It is possible to reorient the crystal. The key lies in adjusting the lattice structure direction. This modification will be integrated into the next class starship.
LAFORGE: Sorry, can't wait. You and me, Leah, we've got just two hours to figure this thing out. You know what I need to do? I need to get inside there. I need to be able to turn that thing inside out. Computer, is there a cross section image we can replicate on a holodeck?
COMPUTER: Select menu. Design specifications or prototype schematic.
LAFORGE: Prototype? Elaborate.
COMPUTER: A development stage prototype schematic at Utopia Planitia. Drafting room five of the Mars Station, Stardate 40174.
LAFORGE: Perfect. Recreate it in holodeck three. Stay with me, Doc.
[Corridor]
LAFORGE: Ready, computer?
COMPUTER: Holodeck three programme is ready.
[Utopia Planitia Drafting room]
(A room chock full of computer consoles, models and stuff on glass. Outside the window, the Enterprise is being built)
LAFORGE: Damn. Right back where it all started. Whoa, this is incredible. Leah, did you design this?
LEAH [OC]: The dilithium crystal chamber was designed at outpost designated Seran T One, Stardate 40052. Some of the Federation's best engineering minds participated in its development.
LAFORGE: That's the visiting dignitary talk. What's the inside story? Off the record.
COMPUTER: Access denied. Personal logs are restricted.
LAFORGE: Great. Another woman who won't get personal with me in the holodeck.
From 4/9/1986 To 7/19/1989 is 1197 days
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Star Trek Generations
GUINAN (OC): And from his point of view, he just got there too.
PICARD: Kirk! ...James T. Kirk.
KIRK: Beautiful day.
PICARD: Yes, it certainly is.
http://www.chakoteya.net/NextGen/154.htm
Booby Trap
Stardate: 43205.6
Original Airdate: Oct 30, 1989
RIKER: Any word from La Forge?
PICARD: He's come up with something that may give us a chance, if we agree to stay out of it. He proposes to turn total control of the ship over to the computer because it is capable of making quicker adjustments than any human being.
RIKER: Computers have always impressed me with their ability to take orders. I'm not nearly as convinces of their ability to creatively give them.
PICARD: You know, Number One, you missed something not playing with model ships. They were the source of imaginary voyages, each holding a treasure of adventures. Manning the earliest space craft, flying a aeroplane with only one propeller to keep you in the sky. Can you imagine that? Now the machines are flying us.
[Utopia Planitia Drafting room]
COMPUTER: End simulation. Fatal exposure.
LAFORGE: Computer, reduce thrust levels another four percent. Adjust trajectory angle to compensate. Begin simulation again.
LEAH: There you go. We got out.
LAFORGE: Repeat simulation, same levels.
COMPUTER: End simulation. Fatal exposure.
LAFORGE: You see? Same variables, only this time the computer didn't quite make it.
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Booby Trap
Stardate: 43205.6
Original Airdate: Oct 30, 1989
RIKER: One propeller, Captain?
COMPUTER: Deflector shield failure. Lethal radiation levels. Fatal exposure in twelve minutes.
PICARD: Have you analysed the risk factor?
LAFORGE: The numbers say it's even money. It's no better than turning it over to the computer, but no worse either. But I say forget the numbers. There's no way the computer can compensate for the human factor. The intuition, the experience.
PICARD: And the wish to stay alive. Make it so.
LAFORGE: I've run the simulations, Captain. If you want, I'll take the conn.
PICARD: Thank you, Mister La Forge, but you've done your job. Now I must do mine. I relieve you, Mister Crusher.
WESLEY: Yes, sir.
RIKER: All hands, this is Commander Riker. We are about to engage impulse engines for a short burst. Inertial dampers are on manual. They may not fully compensate for acceleration. So brace yourselves.
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Shades of Gray
Stardate: 42976.1
Original Airdate: Jul 17, 1989
[Steamy mangrove swamp]
(Riker is sitting disconsolate as Geordi splashes towards him through the water)
LAFORGE: There you are. What's wrong?
RIKER: Something jabbed me here in the calf.
(The fabric is torn, the flesh bloody and swollen)
LAFORGE: O'Brien, Commander Riker's been injured. Lock on and bring him up.
O'BRIEN [OC]: Stand by.
RIKER: Geordi, it's just
LAFORGE: A scratch. Right. Sorry, Commander. We can't take any chances. We're the first survey team to set foot on this planet. We don't know what the risks are.
[Transporter room]
LAFORGE [OC]: O'Brien, what's the hold up?
O'BRIEN: The transporter's detected unidentified microbes in Commander Riker's body.
[Steamy mangrove swamp]
LAFORGE: Well, can't the bio-filter screen them out?
O'BRIEN [OC]: Apparently not.
[Transporter room]
O'BRIEN: But Doctor Pulaski has been notified.
[Steamy mangrove swamp]
LAFORGE: Acknowledged.
RIKER: I wasn't ready to leave here anyway.
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NCIS: New Orleans Season 1 Episode 1
Musician Heal Thyself
Aired Tuesday 9:00 PM Sep 23, 2014 on CBS
AIRED: 9/23/14
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Shades of Gray
Stardate: 42976.1
Original Airdate: Jul 17, 1989
[Sickbay]
RIKER: This is the strangest feeling. My whole leg just went dead.
Captain's log, Stardate 42976.1. During a geological survey on Surata Four, Commander Riker has become infected by an unidentified microbe.
http://www.chakoteya.net/NextGen/148.htm
Shades of Gray
Stardate: 42976.1
Original Airdate: Jul 17, 1989
[Sickbay]
PICARD: Comfortable?
RIKER: Why wouldn't I be comfortable? They're waiting on me hand and foot. I hope that they don't find out that I'm faking it.
PICARD: I wish you were faking it.
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Glory
You all right there, Captain?
http://www.chakoteya.net/NextGen/148.htm
Shades of Gray
Stardate: 42976.1
Original Airdate: Jul 17, 1989
Medical log, Stardate 42976.3. I can't keep the alien infection from spreading to Commander Riker's brain. Once there, it will kill him by dampening neural impulses. The only way I can keep him alive is to force the neurons to stay active by stimulating them directly with electrical impulses.
[Sickbay]
(Riker has been stripped of his uniform and covered with a blanket. Above and around his head is a framework with what look like five giant hypodermic needles pointing towards his head. Troi winces as each goes in)
PULASKI: Let's proceed.
(The needles extend themselves down into Riker's brain)
PULASKI: Good. Stand by with five milligrams of tricordrazine in case of seizure. Here goes.
(Riker's eyelids flutter, and we go off into his 'memories' as triggered by the treatment, and the need to produce a very cheap episode)
[The Last Outpost]
RIKER: (alone in a hostile land) Tasha? Data? Geordi? Worf? Anybody?
[Sickbay]
PULASKI; We've stimulated random wave activity, but the patterns are dangerously erratic.
TROI: Hang on, Will. Hang on.
PULASKI: The wave patterns are still too irregular.
TROI: Why won't they stabilise?
PULASKI: Wait. I've found the right amplitude. There. The patterns are steadier.
TROI: Is the stimulation preventing the infection from taking hold?
PULASKI: For now. The vertex waves indicate a K-complex corresponding to an REM state.
TROI: He's dreaming.
[Encounter at Farpoint- Holodeck]
RIKER: Hello!
(He finds Data whistling 'Pop goes the Weasel', and finishes the tune for him)
DATA: Marvellous. How easily humans do that. I still need much practice.
RIKER: There are some puzzles down on the planet that the Captain wants answered. He suggested that I take you with me on the away team I'll be leading.
DATA: I shall endeavour to function adequately, sir.
RIKER: Yes. When the captain suggested you, I looked up your record.
DATA: Yes, sir. A wise procedure, sir, always.
RIKER: Then your rank of Lieutenant Commander is honorary?
DATA: No, sir. Starfleet class of '78. Honours in probability mechanics and exobiology.
RIKER: But your files they say you're a
DATA: Machine? Correct, sir. Does that trouble you?
RIKER: To be honest, yes, a little.
DATA: Understood, sir. Prejudice is very human.
RIKER: Now that does trouble me. Do you consider yourself superior to us?
DATA: I am superior, sir, in many ways. But I would gladly give it up to be human.
RIKER: Nice to meet you, Pinocchio. A joke.
DATA: Ah! Intriguing.
RIKER: You're going to be an interesting companion, Mister Data.
http://www.chakoteya.net/NextGen/148.htm
Shades of Gray
Stardate: 42976.1
Original Airdate: Jul 17, 1989
[Sickbay]
PULASKI: We've reduced the growth rate even further, but not enough. And his vital signs are deteriorating.
TROI: But we've isolated the specific areas to stimulate. The feelings were primal. Survival emotions.
PULASKI: They must be producing a type of endorphin that's poisonous to the organisms.
TROI: Can't you intensify that emotion?
PULASKI: I can refocus the impulse pattern even tighter. But I don't know if he can withstand it. He's extremely weak.
TROI: Do we have a choice?
PULASKI: No. If we don't neutralise the infection, within half an hour he'll be dead.
Medical log, supplemental. Commander Riker's condition is still critical. I've discovered a way to reverse the infection's growth rate, but I may be too late.
[Sickbay]
TROI: He's getting weaker, isn't he?
PULASKI: Respiration shallow, heartbeat extremely irregular, but we can't delay any longer.
[Symbiosis - Observation lounge]
(T'Jon uses his electric power on Riker)
T'JON: You will take us to our planet and leave us there with our medicine or this person dies. Don't you see I have no choice? We were sent to bring the felicium back. The suffering on my planet is too great. People are dying. It doesn't matter whether we're entitled to it or not. We must have it.
PICARD: Let him go.
T'JON: You will take us there now, or give us a shuttle. But we must have the medicine. If you refuse, this person will die.
PICARD: I will not be coerced.
T'JON: I will do it. I will kill him.
[The Last Outpost]
(The Ferengis are watching them. Little crouching men with whips in their hands)
RIKER: Who are you?
(The Ferengi let fly energy bolts from their whips, knocking the three men out. Actually, it takes two jolts to knock out Riker)
[Skin of Evil]
(Riker is grabbed by an invisible force and dragged by the feet to the slick)
RIKER: Help! Data, something's got me!
ARMUS: Touch him and he dies.
RIKER: No! No, don't!
(Riker disappears into the slick)
DATA: Enterprise?
[Bridge]
DATA [OC]: Armus has enveloped Commander Riker.
PICARD: I'm beaming you up.
[Planet surface]
ARMUS: If any of you leave now, he dies.
[Bridge]
ARMUS [OC]: And so do the survivors of the crash.
(Riker's screaming face appears in the slick, and sinks away again)
http://www.chakoteya.net/NextGen/148.htm
Shades of Gray
Stardate: 42976.1
Original Airdate: Jul 17, 1989
[Batris Corridor]
LAFORGE: Commander, we are out of time. This ship is blowing.
RIKER: Transporter room, have you got a lock on us?
[Transporter room]
TASHA: Too much interference. You have to get farther away from the Engineering section.
[Bridge]
WORF: Sir, the Engineering section is critical. Destruction of the Batris is imminent.
PICARD: They're out of options. Do it!
[Transporter room]
PICARD [OC]: Now!
(The first attempt fails and the group arrive back on the Batris as explosions head towards them. The ship goes bang.)
[Sickbay]
TROI: The growth rate's almost down to zero.
PULASKI: That's not good enough.
http://www.chakoteya.net/NextGen/148.htm
Shades of Gray
Stardate: 42976.1
Original Airdate: Jul 17, 1989
[Conspiracy - Room]
(Remmick's neck bulges with movement)
REMMICK: We seek peaceful co-existence.
(T'Jon attacks Riker. Quinn shoots at Picard and Riker at Starfleet Headquarters. They set Autodestruct again. Data tries to fix the computer in Naked Now. Armus grabs him again. He fights Klag. 'Autodestruct'. The Loud as a Whisper assassin gets killed. Klag's head goes into the computer panel. 'Now'. The Lantree goes Bang. 'Now'. Batris goes Boom. Remmick and the parasites get phasered to atoms. 'Now.' Tsiolkovsky gets smashed by the stellar matter.)
[Sickbay]
RIKER [OC]: Data, something's got me!
(Riker's face contorts, then relaxes, and he appears to wakes up, but is asleep again in the next camera angle)
PULASKI: Sickbay to Bridge.
PICARD [OC]: Yes, Doctor?
PULASKI: We've eradicated the infection.
PICARD [OC]: I'm on my way.
(The apparatus is removed from Riker's head and he wakes properly)
RIKER: You're still here?
TROI: I could ask you the same question.
PULASKI: How do you feel?
RIKER: Beat. You wouldn't believe the dreams I was having.
TROI: Oh yes we would.
PULASKI: You'll be pleased to know that we've terminated the infection.
RIKER: Great work, Doctor. Now, if I can get out of here, I'd like to get back
PULASKI: Lie still. I have a few dozen tests to run first.
RIKER: Why? I feel fine.
PULASKI: There may be some residual memory loss. I just want to be sure you still know who you are.
(Data and Picard have entered and are now at his bedside. Riker looks straight at them)
RIKER: Of course I know who I am. I'm Captain Jean-Luc Picard of the USS Enterprise.
(cue Original Series comedy sequence music)
PICARD: I'm delighted that you're feeling better, Captain. The Admiral and I were worried about you.
DATA: Captain, I do not believe you have the authority to promote me to the rank of Admiral.
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Dawn of the Dead (2004)
Quotes
Ana: The bleeding's not gonna stop on its own. I need to stich his arm.
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: Posted by H.V.O.M at 4:18 AM Thursday, September 29, 2011
There was some other stuff that happened in the dream but I decided to end this note with his response to me about how he had heard I had picked up more stars. I distinctly remember his words to me at that point. He asked me "Is it worth it?"
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 29 September 2011 excerpt ends]
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THE LITERATURE NETWORK
Literature Network > Lord Alfred Tennyson > The Charge of the Light Brigade
The Charge of the Light Brigade
Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
"Forward, the Light Brigade!
Charge for the guns!" he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
"Forward, the Light Brigade!"
Was there a man dismayed?
Not though the soldier knew
Some one had blundered:
Their's not to make reply,
Their's not to reason why,
Their's but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volleyed and thundered;
Stormed at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.
Flashed all their sabres bare,
Flashed as they turned in air
Sabring the gunners there,
Charging an army, while
All the world wondered:
Plunged in the battery-smoke
Right through the line they broke;
Cossack and Russian
Reeled from the sabre-stroke
Shattered and sundered.
Then they rode back, but not,
Not the six hundred.
Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volleyed and thundered;
Stormed at with shot and shell,
While horse and hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came through the jaws of Death
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.
When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wondered.
Honour the charge they made!
Honour the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred!
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Springfield! Springfield!
Intruders
The Shepherds and the Fox
It was the aftereffects of being exposed to that machine.
Marcus.
Marcus.
Marcus.
If you're not where you're supposed to be, where would you go? (sighs) And what exactly do you think this thing was is? Well, I didn't know then.
Right around that time, I started having trouble sleeping.
So so I would just sit in my daughter's nursery at night just trying to piece this whole thing together, you know? (chuckles) It wasn't my baby looking up at me anymore.
It was someone else.
It was another soul.
Jack It was Donna.
- The girl from high school? - Yes.
- The one who killed herself? - She didn't kill herself.
It was the other soul that was inside of her that did.
Donna's suicide note.
It's all in the third person.
You think this is proof? A suicide note written by someone who was out of her mind? Donna is back to warn me about them.
Madison: "In the beginning, there was death.
" blah, blah, blah.
I know this stupid book is trying to tell me something
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Escape from the Planet of the Apes
You've written several learned dissertations on the nature of time.
Could you explain, in terms we can understand,
how, for instance, a person, or persons, could travel from time past to time future,
or, indeed, vice versa?
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Dawn Of The Dead
Vivian's here. Vivian, honey. Sweetie, are you OK?
Oh, my God. Oh, fuck
Call an ambulancel
Vivianl
Luis, Luis, Luis. Let gol Let gol
Let gol Let gol Let gol
I can't get itl
Hold itl Hold itl
Let go. Let gol
I'm going to call for help.
- 'All circuits are busy at this time.' - God, no. No.
- 'All circuits are busy... ' - Don't do this to me, pleasel
911.
- 'All circuits are busy... ' - Luis? What are you doing?
Luis?
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WarGames (1983)
Quotes
Jennifer: What is it doing?
David Lightman: It's learning.
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Skyline (2010)
Quotes
[last lines]
Elaine: Jarrod?
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IMDb
I, Robot (2004)
Quotes
Dr. Alfred Lanning: [voiceover] When does a perceptual schematic become consciousness? When does a difference engine become the search for truth? When does a personality simulation become the bitter mote... of a soul?
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Dawn Of The Dead
Get back, Ana.
- Get backl - Just tell me what's going onl
I told you to get back
'... emergency broadcast here in the Milwaukee area.'
'The following is information for local evacuation centers.
'If you live in Waukesha County... '
Helpl Can you help? Pleasel
'... 22 Robin Lane.
'If you live in southern Milwaukee County, there's a shelter... '
'... 1353 Henderson Road.
'If there is no activity where you live, stay inside and lock all doors.'
'If you live in Jefferson County...
'This is the Emergency Broadcast System forthe greater Milwaukee area.
'If you live in Racine County, there is no information available at this time.
'Please stay inside and lock all doors and windows.
'Miller Park is no longer considered a safe haven.
'Please avoid the stadium and proceed to other locations.
'Meanwhile, civil unrest is still being reported in the area of the RiverWalk
'Please avoid traveling to... '
'There are unconfirmed reports that several military personnel... '
'The following locations are still listed on the Milwaukee Emergency Safe Haven list... '
Give me your carl
Get off mel Get off!
'I'll take your questions.' 'ls it a virus? '
'We don't know.' 'How does it spread? Airborne? '
'Airborne is a possibility. We don't know.'
'ls this an international health hazard or a military concern? '
'Both.'
'Are these people alive or dead? '
Hold him downl
'We don't know.'
# There's a man going round taking names
# And he decides who to free
- # And who to blame
http://www.springfieldspringfield.co.uk/view_episode_scripts.php?tv-show=ncis-new-orleans-2014&episode=s01e01
Springfield! Springfield!
NCIS: New Orleans
Musician Heal Thyself
What are we celebrating? Someone has a new apartment.
Adorable little guest house owned by a friend of Lasalle's.
It's got a garden, rent's pretty cheap, and, uh, it's on the Mardi Gras route.
Which defines you as Thrilled to be here.
Movers.
Excuse me.
Hello? Guest house with a garden on the Mardi Gras route? When are you gonna tell Brody who Lasalle's friend is? When I have to raise the rent.
- posted by H.V.O.M - Kerry Wayne Burgess 1:12 PM Pacific Time Spokane Valley Washington USA Wednesday 24 September 2014
