You take me high.

Monique 2022-04-23 07:01:02

The title is for my Lee.
My savior, my son-in-law, my truth.
I want to soak you up and then...
I'm sorry I didn't start to make up for your movie until after you got the statuette. Even though you fascinated me with just one Inception.
Although everyone can't bear the ruthless changes of the years, I still adore your face whether you are young or old now.
You know, your blue eyes still look ridiculous.

If Inception was given seven stars, the cat and mouse game should be given ten stars.
Everyone is drunk, the genius fraudster who wakes up alone, the lonely Christmas [the subtitle team at that time is so cute and kind, I miss it], the only one who does not give up on him, Carl.
Yes, even the "second mouse" father gave up, and his mother never cared for him, and only Carl, lying on the back window of the police car, said, "Don't worry I will extradite you back to the United States.

" Why are you coming back, Frank, because no one's chasing you."
Come back when the kid has had enough. Tom Hanks' fatherly heart is evident.

At the end of the mother's window weeping, I think he cried thousands of girls. Hey, hey, don't worry, it's all over. I wanted to hold his cheek and say that to him, but it was all over.

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Catch Me If You Can quotes

  • Frank Abagnale, Jr.: [donning a James Bond style suit and mimicking Sean Connery in the mirror] Hello, Pussy.

  • Assistant Director Marsh: [Carl and Mr. Marsh are visiting Frank in prison; Carl hopes to convince the FBI to let Frank out of prison] I'd like for you to take a look at something, tell me what you think.

    Frank Abagnale, Jr.: [Marsh hands Frank a fake check as Carl looks on] It's a fake.

    Assistant Director Marsh: How do you know? You haven't looked at it.

    Frank Abagnale, Jr.: There's no perforated edge, right? This check was hand-cut, not fed. The paper's double-bonded, much too heavy to be a bank check. Magnetic ink, it's raised against my fingers, not flat. This doesn't smell like MICR, it's some kind of, uh, some kind of drafting ink. The kind you get at a stationery store.

    Assistant Director Marsh: Frank, would you be interested in working for the FBI's Financial Crimes Unit?

    Frank Abagnale, Jr.: I've already got a job here, you know. I, uh, deliver the mail.

    Assistant Director Marsh: Frank, we have the power to take you out of prison. You'd be placed in the custody of the FBI where you'd serve out the remainder of your sentence as an employee of the Federal Government.

    Frank Abagnale, Jr.: Under whose custody?

    [Carl raises his hand]