Holy jumping catfish. You drive a guy crazy.

You get me so mad sometimes.

Eunchai must have really loved me.

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I got to tell you, it's driving me nuts, actually.

Why don't you make him tell the truth?

Because I force you to admit the truth?

And it's not really but as close as we can do.

The reconstructions were as authentic as possible.

The films were as authentic as possible.

You two's enough to drive a man to it.

He's still around and getting closer all the time.

The illusion, quite simply, is so perfect that tourists weep.

If you look at the maximum stress value for each of these fibers, you can see that there's a lot of variation, and in fact dragline, or major ampullate silk, is the strongest of these fibers.

Why don't you just drag me off if you want to marry me so much?

Because you're afraid of the truth. Oh, Maurice, please. Please don't drive me away from here.

Yes, but we must keep up appearances. It's our honeymoon.

And they've made a dummy of him. That's exactly what it looked like.

And it better work or I'm out over two hundred bucks.

Your very next role. You'll be quite convincing, I assure you.

They made me.

Maybe you want to go back and look at what's left of him on that ice.

but they only heard He who once persecuted us now preaches the faith that he once tried to destroy.

but they only heard He who once persecuted us now preaches the faith that he once tried to destroy.

But they had heard only, That he which persecuted us in times past now preacheth the faith which once he destroyed.

But they had heard only, That he which persecuted us in times past now preacheth the faith which once he destroyed.

A troop will press on Gad, but he will press on their heel.

A troop will press on Gad, but he will press on their heel.

Gad, a troop shall overcome him but he shall overcome at the last.

Gad, a troop shall overcome him but he shall overcome at the last.

No one'll force you. Never!

Yeah.

Forced you?

And when reality came too close, when danger or desire threatened that illusion,

Little people everywhere... who give crumbs to birds... lie to them... drive them, whip them... force them into war.

It'll drive me dotty.

But it's your idea.

Don't push me, darling.

They made me do it.

Well, I wouldn't push her.

And I play rough!

He makes them sit on the piano bench and makes them play Chopsticks.

Don't try to force me!

Don't torture me.

Like what? Don't crowd me.