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Listen to him! Scoundrel! |
Epe |
I do. But I'm sure there are theories. I'm over there. |
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What do you think happened in the meantime? |
He chid the sisters, when first they put the name of king upon me and bade them speak to him. Then, prophet-like they hailed him father to a line of kings. |
They'll take your wages, unless we can make a deal with Schuwagt... But Dreverhaven will never agree. |
God? |
Madam! |
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I tell you he that shall lay hold of her shall have the chinks. |
You want to know my qualifications. |
MR Katadreuffe. |
- How wilt thou do for a father? |
Could I take a look? |
Who taught you that senseless self-chastisement? |
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Advise them where to plant themselves. |
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I'm giving notice. |
Who could refrain, that had a heart to love? And in that heart, courage to make his love known? |
Did she send you? No, she couldn't. |
No. Well... |
Saurashtra |
Paste the clipboard |
In this place... In this office, the world opened up to me. |
"How long has it been since I last paid you, Clifton?" |
Smith... |
Be quiet or... |
What's done cannot be undone. |
Elephant in English. |
Romeo! Passion! |
Thank you. |
Kill the Capulets! |
The life of Tybalt! |
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Hungarian |
It wasn't the first time my father's "absence" was mentioned. |
Pam |
Was he not born of woman? |
I do. But I don't have much time now. |
Stop! |
- Hi... |
How's it? |
Mr Katadreuffe! |
Most royal sir, Fleance is escaped. |
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"Toys!" |
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translator-credits |
- Where does he bestow himself? |
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Nurse, um... give leave awhile, we must talk in secret. |
%1 EiB |
Though news be sad, yet tell them merrily. |
It must be done tonight, and some way from the palace. |
EXR |
That's because of unemployment. |
I'm sure each of us can make progress... However low he starts. |
Ha ha ha! In such a case as mine a man may strain courtesy. |
You approached Dreverhaven because you wanted to defeat him. |
For this alliance may so happy prove to turn your households' rancor to pure love. |
Global |
Well I thought, just seeing you... that you may want to know I'm available. |
Geo Shape |
Art thou not, fatal vision sensible to feeling as to sight? |
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Hail! |
Philippine Scripts |
Ah, good morrow. |
Do something to me! |
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What? |
He's already applied for your bankruptcy. |
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Do as you please. |
Your names |
Romeo! |
Mr. Katadreuffe? |
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The picture makes him false. |
Add salt and baking soda to the water. |
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Budhavãra |
If thou speakst false, upon the next tree shalt thou hang alive till famine cling thee. |
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If you'd excuse me a moment... |
Eastern Arabic-Indic |
Miyazya |
Leave me... |
This is a horse. |
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Fears and scruples shake us. |
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Mr... Van Rijn. And you. |
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