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| There are three kinds of cleavage. "Hello I’m Carlotta and this is my cleavge." "This is my Cleavage and I’m Carlotta." And then there’s the third and most fitting, "I’m the cleavage and Carlotta will be along in a few mintues.” |
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| “Oh yeah. That thing’s gonna have to come down.” |
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| Philippe: “Bring it down!”-About the curtin. Erik: “I’m trying!” -About the chandelier. |
| My son is a complete wacko... |
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| That's gonna leave a mark.... |
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| Xtine: “Why are we running?” Erik: “I don’t know! I’m caught up in the drama!” |
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| "This is my resolve face." |
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| Erik (After Gerard tells him people will come get him): "I'll sure up my defenses and prepare a counter attack." Ana: "SO THERE! Nyyyyeeeehhhhh!" Erik: "A small amount of what’s contained in these barrels, and the opera season is gone forever!” Ana: “I don’t have the heart to tell him they are just gallons of Chunky Monkey….” Erik: “I love her Gerard. And I believe in time, with any luck, she will learn to love me. It would be a cruel god indeed to have sent her otherwise.” Ana: “It’s a cruel god.” |
| Xtine: "Yea! Another pretty dress for Christine!" |
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| Softly singing: “When constabulary duty’s to be done, A policeman’s lot is not a happy one.” Lead cop: Did you hear something? Cop2: Um.. no. Lead Cop: I thought I heard singing. Cop 2: Oh. That was us, sir. Sorry, wrong musical. |
| Fionna: Look at all the red shirts! |