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| − | | width="250" | '''''The Wheels:''' | + | | width="250" | '''''The Wheels:''' You're good for her. I like that.'' |
| [[Image:Nathan1.jpg|75px|Insert Witty remark.]] | | [[Image:Nathan1.jpg|75px|Insert Witty remark.]] | ||
| width="250" | '''''Brother:''' Rome is gonna burn anyway, so we might as well grab a fiddle.'' | | width="250" | '''''Brother:''' Rome is gonna burn anyway, so we might as well grab a fiddle.'' | ||
Revision as of 03:42, 12 September 2011
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Sister: Where are you? | 
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The Shrink: Hope for impossible things. | 
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The Scholar: Nolite te bastardes carborundorum. |
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The Seeker: Careful with that box, Pandora... | 
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The Fire: Don't be a stranger. You're strange enough already. | 
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The Artist: Everything will be okay... for a certain value of okay. |
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The Wingman: Ready with a helping hand... or a swift kick in the ass. | 
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The Queen: Terrifyingly practical. What would I do without you? | 
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The Secret Police: You're gonna go far, kid. |
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The Wheels: You're good for her. I like that. | 
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Brother: Rome is gonna burn anyway, so we might as well grab a fiddle. | 
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The Boss: Microwaves and bad clothes will not be allowed in the new world order. |
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The Editor: You can never win the game, but you can choose not to play. | 
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The Skeptic: Unappreciated, underpaid, misunderstood. Restaurant employees know their own. | 
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The PhD: Hang on to your heart, it's a rough trip. |
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The Good Girl: "Do you have to curse so much?"
"What the fuck are you talking about?" |
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The Biker: I hope this time, you find what you're looking for. | 
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The Fighter: Sometimes if you break a thing, it can't be put together how it was before. |