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Melancholia

Justine: I know things.

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Melancholia

[repeated line]
Claire: I really hate you sometimes, Justine...

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Melancholia

Jack: Too bad about Tim.
Justine: What about Tim?
Jack: That he got fired. he didn't last many hours in the business, but then again, it's a rather unpredictable one. You're a king one day and beggar the next.
[to Tim]
Jack: So, you go right back to wherever you came from, right, buddy?

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Melancholia

[first lines]
Michael: Sir. Eh...
[looking backward]
Michael: Yeah, you're good. You can back up a little more, if you want. I think you need the... I think you need that extra...
Justine: [laughing] I don't think he can hear you.
Michael: Sir. Sir, can you hear me up there?
[fiddling with

controls]
Michael: Do you copy, sailor? He's in a different county, I think that's...
Justine: [laughing]

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Melancholia

Justine: [to Claire] I'm happy that you're happy.

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Melancholia

Justine: I'm trudging through this grey wooly yawn. It's curling into my legs, it's really heavy to drag alone.