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in the skin of a lion taken from the 1987 michael ondaatje book.

you’ve got to get it fast.

that’s the past, leave it alone.

welcome back, my friend.

the doctor put on a good dressing.

they don’t want your revolution.

let me see your face.

thank you. for the help.

what you are looking for is a villain.

you were twitching. you know, like a dog asleep in front of the fire.

i’ve broken my ankle.

that’s what you said, that made me love you most.

i know a doctor in town, but i’ll clean you up first.

don’t worry. things fill in. people are replaced.

remember my name.

you had a bit part. in the plot you had fallen on bad times.

i’ll bring you some chicken tomorrow. and a bible.

you can sleep on the sofa.

so much for the human element.

i got about twenty scars all over me.

like water, you can be easily harnessed. that’s dangerous.

you don’t understand power.

i’ve been so happy these last three weeks.

you don’t like power, you don’t respect it, you don’t want it to exist but you move around it all the time.

these are familiar to me.

physically i’m fine, just my mind.

always unknot. never cut.

i need a little sleep first. wake me in about forty minutes.

the trouble with ideology is that it hates the private.

i made a thermos of coffee for us.

give me a coffee.

a strange word. it suggests a turning around on yourself.

i’ll have to get used to things, though.

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LESLIE CHEUNG as Yuddy DAYS OF BEING WILD dir. Wong Kar-wai, 1990

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the women of brewster place taken from the 1982 gloria naylor book.

i think it needs a band-aid.

you don’t give a damn about me.

is that what a dumb-ass looks like when it grows up?

because i love you.

did that cranky old woman really call the cops?

now go wash up for breakfast. you’re still in pajamas.

a thousand days are melted into one conversation, one glance, one hurt, and one hurt can be shattered and sprinkled over a thousand days.

i promise. i will hate you.

i think i’ll take some aspirin and lay down.

my god, child, what happened to you?

other than that, i got nothing to say to you.

and if you know what’s good for you, you’ll stay in that tub.

where’s your revolution now?

it kinda gives you a funny feeling when you think about it that way, though.

aw, hush your fussing.

but i’ll never be a republican.

son-of-a-bitch! son-of-a-fucking-bitch!

i never knew till then why they called it angel food. took one bite and thought i had died and gone to heaven.

honey, we still got time, don’t you want to sit and talk?

it’s just like a miracle, to think it stopped raining today of all days.

i’m just chickenshit around here, huh?

if i can’t walk out of this house without you tonight, there’ll be nothing left in me to love you. and i’m trying, i’m trying so hard to hold on to that.

what a way to talk.

can’t there be just one morning of peace and quiet in this house.

i need a band-aid, you got a band-aid?

it’s really nice of you to come by. you should do it more often.

don’t put words into my mouth. i’m perfectly capable of saying what i mean.

can’t i cook breakfast in peace?

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this fucking guy. roy's had it up to at least his collarbone.

"why would i let you know? i can tell you're a slimeball. probably'd do somethin' crazy with it."

"Well, aren't you just capable of a delightful bit of irony. To bring us back to my point, if I may, what is it that you're so afraid of?"

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"it isn't pleasant for me, either. had to check if you were dead, is all."

STERN, FEELING RESPONSIBLE IN A WAY THAT GROSSES THEM OUT: "So are you done doin' that? Are you gonna not do that to me anymore?"

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@warwine as nicky said: "calm down. breathe. look at me, look at me."

in the country of men.

the first three times nile died, it was instantaneous. the knife clawing in her throat. andy shooting her to prove a point. the free fall. coming back from that had hurt the most, but at least she didn't have to watch.

she manages to gasp-grunt, "holy fu—holy shit! oh, my god. fuck!" through her teeth. her eyes are unable to look away from her stomach as it begins to heal. morbid curiosity has her wanting to touch it, try to impede it, just to see if she could. it is only when nicky is right over her, then beside her, then touching her, can she look elsewhere, think about anything else.

his large hand holds her head steady from where it rests on her left cheek. it is with effort that her rapid, rabbit-like breaths become heavy, labored. suddenly, she feels the last of the wound disappear.

she slumps over and onto him. her forehead lands on the arc of his shoulder. "fuck," she whispers, a little hoarse, spent from the adrenaline. she could nearly convince herself she merely finished a sprint. "thanks, nicky. ow, jesus." slurry: "—help me up. please. c'mon. s'go."

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@warwine as carmy said: "everything is going to be fine." weirdly reassuring while shaking like a shelter dog inside

in the country of men.

marcus looks—stares—at carmy in that quiet, deeply concerned way of his. his reassurance sits somewhere adjacent to cliche, like those sports movies marcus watched as a kid where the coach has to knock some wholesome sense into their underdogs during a late-game huddle. and yet it still tugs promising at the base of his spine and the broadness of his shoulders.

they call that trust.

"okay." that's the team saying break! "i can hang around. if you need me to. want. or..."

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@warwine as daniel said: "someone’s been eating a candy bar."

chocolate fever.

claudia's nose bridge wrinkles. the expression is almost girlish, befitting the memory he dredges up like something discovered beneath a loose floorboard.

she remembers a luncheonette down her street a ways, but not the name of the woman who'd tucked the shiny quarters in her small palm and winked. claudia'd thought she was the prettiest thing she'd ever seen. she didn't have the words to describe the feeling it put inside of her then—and wouldn't for a long, long time.

"i ain't had candy in years. doesn't taste the same." a spread-thin smile. "think i outgrown it."

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* in the country of men prompts

in the country of men is a novel by hisham matar.

‘ calm down. breathe. look at me, look at me. ’

‘ you had a bad dream. you don’t remember? you were crying. ’

‘ that’s it. keep your eyes here. it’s over. you’re ok now. ’

‘ everything is going to be fine. ’

‘ but this was sweet. ’

‘ good news. ’

‘ go back to bed, it’s late. ’

‘ grief loves the hollow; all it wants is to hear its own echo. ’

‘ i was sick for days. ’

‘ you always lie. ’

‘ then why are you worried? ’

‘ i see you. i see you. ’

‘ you are well, that’s what matters, that’s all that matters. ’

‘ didn’t you just say you have to go? ’

‘ wait here, i’ll be back. ’

‘ betrayal was a hand squeezing my throat. ’

‘ hey, wake up. ’

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chocolate fever taken from the 1972 robert kimmel smith book.

touch me and you die.

someone’s been eating a candy bar.

okay, youngster, have it your own way.

hey, sleepyhead, are you going to sleep forever?

let me tell you a story. it’s about a boy i once knew. a boy like you.

a fine mess you’re in now.

dirt breeds germs.

he’s a good doctor, dear. and if you like, i’ll go with you.

just sick to death with worrying about you.

my name is my own business.

it’s getting so a guy can’t make a dishonest living anymore.

there is lots of news for you today.

i’m not going back to that hospital.

and don’t bring any of your cocoa in here.

if you can shake a leg just a little, i think we might manage to have some pancakes ready for you, dear.

catch that boy!

you’re bluffing.

hey, kid. come on down here.

legs, don’t fail me now.

now you are sure you didn’t observe this phenomenon before this morning?

just one more chocolate cookie.

i’d better be polite.

maybe you’ll just wake up tomorrow and it’ll all be cured.

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Samuel West as Siegfried Farnon in All Creatures Great and Small (2020-)

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"i'm not your man, man."

"But there's a world of opportunity out there! Words of it, really, incomprehensible amounts of innovation and progress and—and—all in your name! Don't you realize, my good man?"

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...spirit.

at least he knows that much.

"SPIRIT!"

Spirit does not come. Spirit does not even live here.

"Do naht do that."

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kindly, yet stern: "i make an effort not to trust the people who say that. i find them all to be willful collaborators."

she's learned that a thousand times over, it feels like.

"my parents wanted to believe they could change that. or, i don't know. that good people could exist inside it?" she shakes her head.

they were horribly wrong, obviously.

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"needle in a haystack." he considers asking after it. desperation is not a good look. "—i need to get out."

an amused snort. "sharp as ever. i'll concede, it's one line." out of a couple hundred. "but it's a good one."