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the  creases  of  his  wool  tunic  are  temporarily  ironed  by  befouled  hands   ----   immaculate  in  the  physical  respect ,  but  the  paws  of  this  beast  have  blood  upon  them  nonetheless .    abhorrent ,  is  the  savagery  which  he performs ,  to  the  horror  of  civilians  in  these  forlorn  lands .       ❛   your  hatred  is  terribly  sentimental .    in  fact ,  i  would  go  as  far  as  saying  your  passionate  distaste  for  my  uniform  has  absolutely  nothing  to  do  with  your  sense  of  humanity .     it’s  little  more  than  personal  quarrels ,  no ?   ❜              /              open .
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❛         ——       this  LOVELY  DAY      has flown my way.    the time has come     TO PART.      WE’LL KISS AGAIN,      like     THIS     again,    don’t let the teardrops start.    with     LOVE THAT’S TRUE,     i’ll     WAIT  for you.    AUF WIEDERSEHEN, SWEETHEART.     ❜       ——      first est. in sept 2017 /  © .
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get to know me meme: favourite movies [3/5]  ──  inglourious basterds

My name is Lt. Aldo Raine and I’m putting together a special team, and I need me eight soldiers. Eight Jewish-American soldiers. Now, y'all might’ve heard rumors about the armada happening soon. Well, we’ll be leaving a little earlier. We’re gonna be dropped into France, dressed as civilians. And once we’re in enemy territory, as a bushwhackin’ guerrilla army, we’re gonna be doin’ one thing and one thing only… killin’ Nazis.
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✧    NBC’S    HANNIBAL    PROMPTS   !   

*  A MIXTURE OF NBC’S HANNIBAL PROMPTS , CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS AS NEEDED .

  •    This is not a fatal wound. The bullet misses every artery.   
  • ‘   It just means she can’t do anything about it. This is my design.  
  • ‘   I imagine what you see and learn touches everything else in your mind.   
  •    I can’t shut mine off any more than you can shut yours off..   
  •    Please, don’t psychoanalyze me. You won’t like me when I’m psychoanalyzed.   
  •    Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go give a lecture on psychoanalyzing.  
  •    Therapy doesn’t work on you because you won’t let it.  
  • ‘   Well, perhaps you need to un-learn some tricks.  
  • ‘   Last time he sent me to a dark place I brought something back.  
  • ‘   I suggested one of those clackin’ swingin’ ball things.   
  •    It’s the inevitability of there being a man so bad that killing him felt good. 
  • ‘   I’m still not entirely sure that wasn’t my intention, pulling the trigger.   
  • ‘   Eating her is honoring her. Otherwise, it’s just murder.  
  • ‘   So killing somebody, even if you have to do it, it feels that bad?  
  • ‘   You beginning to appreciate my lack of sympathy?  
  • ‘   I don’t know how I’m gonna feel about eating her after all this.  
  • ‘   It isn’t very smart to piss off a guy who thinks about killing people for a living.  
  • ‘   Passion’s good. Gets blood pumping.  
  • ‘   My parents gave me a gift. A twin. Who wouldn’t want two of me? 
  • ‘   What kind of victim forgives the killer at the moment of death?  
  • ‘   I have no taste for animal cruelty. That’s why I employ an ethical butcher.   
  • ‘   I’m afraid I insist on it, no need for unnecessary suffering.  
  • ‘   Human emotions are a gift from our animal ancestors.  
  • ‘   Well this should be interesting. Please, doctor, proceed.   
  •    What it grows, and where it’s growing it will likely kill you..   
  •    It’s getting harder and harder to make myself look.  
  •    But I am looking alone, and you know what looking at this does.   
  • ‘   I know what happens if you don’t look, and so do you.   
  • ‘   I can make myself look, but the thinking is shutting down.   ‘
  • ‘   You don’t think I have a right to know what’s happening with my wife?  
  • ‘   The effect I was hoping to have was her death. Mission accomplished.   
  •    Certain personalities are attracted to certain professions.  
  • ‘   Here we are, bunch of psychopaths helping each other out.   
  • ‘   Words are living things. They have personality, point of view, agenda.   
  •    Your bad luck that you’re the best, pal.   
  •    I feel like I’ve dragged you into my world.   
  • ‘   I want to go on record as saying that this is a very bad idea.   
  • ‘   It’s natural to see if someone is clever enough to climb over them.   
  • ‘   What reason did you have to kill the others?  
  •    Insane isn’t really black or white, is it?   
  •    What do you smell on me?   
  •    I think that the work you do here has created a sense of stability for you.   
  • ‘   You married? You’re married. How long you married? That long?   
  •    I feel like hell. Actually, no, I feel, uh, fluid, like I’m spilling.   
  • ‘   You were attacked by a patient not too long ago. I read the report.   
  •    They will believe he did. They will believe he killed others, too.   
  • ‘   I’m so sorry, ______. I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you in this life.   
  • ‘   I know who I am. I’m not so sure I know who you are anymore.  
  •    I am not the intelligent psychopath you are looking for.  
  • ‘   I’m not asking you to believe anything you can’t prove.   
  •    I’ve always found the idea of death comforting.  
  • ‘   That would suggest a radically unorthodox form of therapy.   
  • ‘   I’m always happy to do a favor for a friend, just say the word.  
  •    How does one politely refuse a dish in circumstances such as these?   
  •    You never answered my question. How would killing me make you feel?  
  • ‘   She was compelled to take his life so she could take her own back. 
  •    Tell me, did your heart race when you murdered her?  
  •    When the fox hears the rabbit scream, he comes running. But not to help.  
  • ‘   I let you know me… see me. I gave you a rare gift, but you didn’t want it.  
  • ‘   Imagine what you must taste like. It won’t be long until someone’s taking a bite out of you.  
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​❝ i’ve never seen you before. ❞

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the  five  senses  sentence  starters .    not  accepting .    @heavenwalked .

what  monumental  confidence  shines  from  the  child’s  presence .    he  had  met  grown  men ,  drunk  and  emboldened  with  authority ,  who  had  spoken  with  far  less  conviction .    the  youth  of  these  days  lack  respect  but  fortitude  is  an  acceptable  trade !    hans  can  recall  the  boyish  image  of  himself  and  the  firestorm  that  brewed  within  that  adolescent  as  well .    it  paints  a  pleased ,  humble  grin  across  his  lips .

❛    your  english  is  quite  good ,    ❜       he  inspects ,  limbs  folding  to  allow  himself  to  squat ,  now  leveled - eye  with  the  girl ,       ❛    mais  je  parle  français .    cependant ,  je  ne  suis  pas  français .    je  suppose  que  vous  connaissez  tout  le  monde  dans  cette  ville ,  oui ?    ❜

a  creased  photograph  lies  within  his  coat  pocket .    an  austrian - born  serial  killer ,  fled  to  north - eastern  france ,  smiles  from  the  picture  in  black  and  white .    he  has  been  awarded  the  privilege  of  hunting  this  vile  man ,  whose  capture  will  inflate  his  ego  to  massive  proportions .  .  .    as  though  it  were  not  looming  enough  to  begin  with .    he  removes  the  photograph  before  unfolding  and  displaying  it  for  the  young  girl  to  study .

❛    as - tu  vu  cet  homme ?    ❜

meanwhile ,  he  takes  a  moment  to  observe  her .    neatly  combed  brown  locks  curtain  round  cheeks .    oceanic  hues  stare  at  the  picture ,  her  brow  knitted  with  the  deepest  concentration .    perhaps  a  career  with  the  french  police  awaits  her  in  the  future !    alas ,  it  is  a  man’s  profession   —-   he  has  an  inkling  that  she  will  not  adhere  to  society’s  demands .     surely  this  girl ,  armed  with  an  otherworldly  incandescence  in  her  gaze ,  will  do  great  things  in  the  world .

when  the  child  answers  his  inquiry  with  an  assured  no ,  hans  nods .

❛    ça  va ,    ❜       he  exhales ,  tucking  the  photograph  into  his  pocket  once  more .       ❛    tu  n'es  pas  seul .    personne  d'autre  non  plus .    ❜

hand  in  his  coat ,  his  digits  clasp  onto  a  delicately  wrapped  piece  of  caramel .    it  is  offered  to  the  child ,  who  accepts  it  with  only  mild  skepticism .

❛    take  this ,  with  my  thanks .    if  you  see  that  man ,  do  not  speak  to  him   ;   strangers  are  not  always  as  kind  as  i  am .    ❜

❛    you  are  a  kind  stranger ?    ❜       she  asks .

laughter  blooms  from  his  chest ,  aware  that  the  answer  to  such  a  question  is  within  the  eye  of  the  beholder .

❛    usually ,    ❜       he  chuckles ,  moving  to  stand ,       ❛    i  gave  you  a  gift ,  did  i  not ?   ❜

❛    oui .    ❜

index  finger  gestures  to  the  candy  as  she  removes  the  golden  wrapping .

❛    what  is  it ?    ❜

❛    caramel ,    ❜       she  says ,  a  matter  of  fact ,  beginning  to  drop  it  into  her  open  mouth .

❛    but  is  it ?    ❜

she  stops  abruptly .    they  stare  at  one  another  in  several  seconds  of  silence .    the  girl  releases  the  candy  and  it  plummets  to  the  filthy  pavement  of  a  friday  afternoon .    a  smirk  fits  comfortably  upon  his  face .

❛    kindness  can  be  deceptive ,  but  you’re  too  wise  to  be  tricked  by  treachery ,    ❜       he  confirms ,  bending  at  the  waist  before  outstretching  a  hand .       ❛    ce  fut  un  plaisir  de  parler  avec  vous ,  mademoiselle .  .  .  ?    ❜

his  hand  is  taken  in  hers  and  squeezed .    the  pressure  is  returned ,  albeit  gentler .

❛    shosanna .    ❜

❛    shosanna ,    ❜       he  repeats .       ❛    un  beau  nom  hébreu .    le  mien  est  hans    ;    il  est  dérivé  de  l'hébreu .    ❜

❛    hans .  .  .    allemand ?    ❜

❛    oui !    ❜       he  congratulates  her .

metres  away ,  a  grown  man  calls  for  the  girl .    her  father ,  surely .

❛    mon  père  dit  que  les  allemands  sont  méchants ,    ❜       shosanna  mutters .

the  dreadful  taste  of  the  great  war  lingers  in  the  mouth  of  europeans .    he  cannot  place  blame  upon  the  french  for  harboring  suspicion  towards  germans .    and  austrians ,  for  that  matter   —-   he  is  not  exempt  from  such  discrimination .

❛    certains  d'entre  eux  sont .    pensez - vous  que  je  suis  mauvais ?    ❜

❛    je  ne  sais  pas .    tu  es  un  étranger ,    ❜       she  quips .

clever  girl .

even  after  their  farewell ,  after  her  father’s  apprehensive  survey  of  hans’  uniformed  figure  has  vanished  from  his  memory ,  he  can  recall  the  sparkling  blue  hues  of  shosanna .    a  jewish  girl  in  french  cow  country ,  destined  for  bountiful  hardships  and  tremendous  victories .     when  he  is  but  a  civilian  once  more ,  resting  sleeplessly  on  a  train  bound  for  vienna ,  he  ponders  what  her  fate  might  be .    and  his .    and  if  their  paths  are  meant  to  cross  again .

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quentin tortellini made this film ten years ago and i've written this dumpster fire for three, thank u and god bless

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