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Keep The Shipping News (2001) On Your Home Screen

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Agnis: I always thought if anyone knew, I'd be turned to stone. Shit! Quoyle: [hands her a cup] Here. Tea's a good drink. It'll keep you going. [pause] Quoyle: When someone hurts you that much... how do you...? Is it possible? Does it ever go away? Agnis: [hesitates, then takes out an old photo] Her name was Irene. The love of my life. Quoyle: You look happy. Agnis: So, yeah. It is possible.

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Agnis: I always thought if anyone knew, I'd be turned to stone. Shit! Quoyle: [hands her a cup] Here. Tea's a good drink. It'll keep you going. [pause] Quoyle: When someone hurts you that much... how do you...? Is it possible? Does it ever go away? Agnis: [hesitates, then takes out an old photo] Her name was Irene. The love of my life. Quoyle: You look happy. Agnis: So, yeah. It is possible.

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Play Agnis: I always thought if anyone knew, I'd be turned to stone. Shit! Quoyle: [hands her a cup] Here. Tea's a good drink. It'll keep you going. [pause] Quoyle: When someone hurts you that much... how do you...? Is it possible? Does it ever go away? Agnis: [hesitates, then takes out an old photo] Her name was Irene. The love of my life. Quoyle: You look happy. Agnis: So, yeah. It is possible.

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[last lines] Quoyle: [voice over] There's still so many things I don't know. If a piece of knotted string can unleash the wind, and if a drowned man can awaken, then I believe a broken man can heal. Headline: Deadly storm takes house, leaves excellent view.

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[last lines] Quoyle: [voice over] There's still so many things I don't know. If a piece of knotted string can unleash the wind, and if a drowned man can awaken, then I believe a broken man can heal. Headline: Deadly storm takes house, leaves excellent view.

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Play [last lines] Quoyle: [voice over] There's still so many things I don't know. If a piece of knotted string can unleash the wind, and if a drowned man can awaken, then I believe a broken man can heal. Headline: Deadly storm takes house, leaves excellent view.

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Billy: It's finding the center of your story, the beating heart of it, that's what makes a reporter. You have to start by making up some headlines. You know: short, punchy, dramatic headlines. Now, have a look, what do you see? [Points at dark clouds at the Horizon] Billy: Tell me the headline. Quoyle: Horizon Fills With Dark Clouds? Billy: Imminent Storm Threatens Village. Quoyle: But what if no storm comes? Billy: Village Spared From Deadly Storm.

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Billy: It's finding the center of your story, the beating heart of it, that's what makes a reporter. You have to start by making up some headlines. You know: short, punchy, dramatic headlines. Now, have a look, what do you see? [Points at dark clouds at the Horizon] Billy: Tell me the headline. Quoyle: Horizon Fills With Dark Clouds? Billy: Imminent Storm Threatens Village. Quoyle: But what if no storm comes? Billy: Village Spared From Deadly Storm.

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Play Billy: It's finding the center of your story, the beating heart of it, that's what makes a reporter. You have to start by making up some headlines. You know: short, punchy, dramatic headlines. Now, have a look, what do you see? [Points at dark clouds at the Horizon] Billy: Tell me the headline. Quoyle: Horizon Fills With Dark Clouds? Billy: Imminent Storm Threatens Village. Quoyle: But what if no storm comes? Billy: Village Spared From Deadly Storm.

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Quoyle: What are we doing here? Agnis: Makin' a future!

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Quoyle: What are we doing here? Agnis: Makin' a future!

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Quoyle: [reading the newspaper] This is from the "News of you Neighbors" column. "The pole on the corner of Main and West Streets has a sign on it that says it's illegal to place anything on that pole. We see the postman has landed in the clink for throwing the mail in Killick Claw Harbor. He said he had too much to deliver and the folks could just take a dip and help themselves. Guess it helps if you can swim." This is professional stuff. How am I supposed to write this?

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Quoyle: [reading the newspaper] This is from the "News of you Neighbors" column. "The pole on the corner of Main and West Streets has a sign on it that says it's illegal to place anything on that pole. We see the postman has landed in the clink for throwing the mail in Killick Claw Harbor. He said he had too much to deliver and the folks could just take a dip and help themselves. Guess it helps if you can swim." This is professional stuff. How am I supposed to write this?

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Play Quoyle: [reading the newspaper] This is from the "News of you Neighbors" column. "The pole on the corner of Main and West Streets has a sign on it that says it's illegal to place anything on that pole. We see the postman has landed in the clink for throwing the mail in Killick Claw Harbor. He said he had too much to deliver and the folks could just take a dip and help themselves. Guess it helps if you can swim." This is professional stuff. How am I supposed to write this?

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Petal Bear: It's 8:05. I think I'm gonna fuck you by 10:00.

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Petal Bear: It's 8:05. I think I'm gonna fuck you by 10:00.

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Jack Buggit: I need a reporter. And you'll do local car wrecks. Take the picture, write the story. We run a front page photo of a car wreck every week whether or not we actually have a car wreck. Now, there's a knack for taking photos that make you feel something. If there's a dark patch on the ground it reads blood whether it's motor oil or Diet Coke.

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Jack Buggit: I need a reporter. And you'll do local car wrecks. Take the picture, write the story. We run a front page photo of a car wreck every week whether or not we actually have a car wreck. Now, there's a knack for taking photos that make you feel something. If there's a dark patch on the ground it reads blood whether it's motor oil or Diet Coke.

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Play Jack Buggit: I need a reporter. And you'll do local car wrecks. Take the picture, write the story. We run a front page photo of a car wreck every week whether or not we actually have a car wreck. Now, there's a knack for taking photos that make you feel something. If there's a dark patch on the ground it reads blood whether it's motor oil or Diet Coke.

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Agnis: Takes a year, nephew - full turn of the calendar to get over losin' someone. That's a true saying. The move will help, you'll see. No place on earth could be better than the place your people came from. Smell that clean northern sea? Quoyle: I'm not a water person. Agnis: At least the girl is. Quoyle: I hope we're doing the right thing, Agnis. Agnis: Thought I'd never come back here. But the older you get - there's an ache, a pull. Something you gotta figure out. Like you're piece in a...

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Agnis: Takes a year, nephew - full turn of the calendar to get over losin' someone. That's a true saying. The move will help, you'll see. No place on earth could be better than the place your people came from. Smell that clean northern sea? Quoyle: I'm not a water person. Agnis: At least the girl is. Quoyle: I hope we're doing the right thing, Agnis. Agnis: Thought I'd never come back here. But the older you get - there's an ache, a pull. Something you gotta figure out. Like you're piece in a...

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Play Agnis: Takes a year, nephew - full turn of the calendar to get over losin' someone. That's a true saying. The move will help, you'll see. No place on earth could be better than the place your people came from. Smell that clean northern sea? Quoyle: I'm not a water person. Agnis: At least the girl is. Quoyle: I hope we're doing the right thing, Agnis. Agnis: Thought I'd never come back here. But the older you get - there's an ache, a pull. Something you gotta figure out. Like you're piece in a...

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Petal Bear: Look, it's no good. Find yourself a girlfriend. Quoyle: I don't want a girlfriend, I want you. Petal Bear: [shrugs] Your funeral.

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Petal Bear: Look, it's no good. Find yourself a girlfriend. Quoyle: I don't want a girlfriend, I want you. Petal Bear: [shrugs] Your funeral.

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Play Petal Bear: Look, it's no good. Find yourself a girlfriend. Quoyle: I don't want a girlfriend, I want you. Petal Bear: [shrugs] Your funeral.

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Jack Buggit: You don't have the sense God gave a doughnut, do you?

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Jack Buggit: You don't have the sense God gave a doughnut, do you?

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