Lambeau: Mod fx... squared... dx. So please finish Parceval, by next time. I know many of you had this as undergraduates, but it won't hurt to brush up. Author: Good Will Hunting Tags:wont undergraduates hurt brush |
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Chet Danburry: Next time IAuthor: Dead poets society | ||||
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John Keating: (the class hesitatesAuthor: Dead poets society | ||||
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Neil: (talking angrily to Todd)Author: Dead poets society | ||||
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Neil: If I don't askAuthor: Dead poets society | ||||
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Dalton: I'm exercising the rightAuthor: Dead poets society | ||||
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Neil: I was good. IAuthor: Dead poets society | ||||
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John Keating: Now, don't justAuthor: Dead poets society | ||||
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Nolan: Free thinkers at 17?Author: Dead poets society | ||||
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John Keating: This is aAuthor: Dead poets society | ||||
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John Keating: Mr. Meeks, timeAuthor: Dead poets society | ||||
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John Keating: Thank you, boys.Author: Dead poets society | ||||
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Neil: So what are youAuthor: Dead poets society | ||||
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Todd Anderson: (standing on hisAuthor: Dead poets society | ||||
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John Keating: I SOUND MYAuthor: Dead poets society | ||||
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John Keating: I was theAuthor: Dead poets society | ||||
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Todd Anderson: N-No, I don'tAuthor: Dead poets society | ||||
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John Keating: Mr. Anderson! Don'tAuthor: Dead poets society | ||||
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John Keating: Phone call fromAuthor: Dead poets society | ||||
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Neil: "To put to routAuthor: Dead poets society | ||||
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John Keating: We're not laughingAuthor: Dead poets society | ||||
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John Keating: There's a timeAuthor: Dead poets society | ||||
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John Keating: Sucking the marrowAuthor: Dead poets society | ||||
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John Keating: No matter whatAuthor: Dead poets society | ||||
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Douglas Quaid: Relax. You'll liveAuthor: Total Recall | ||||
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Benny: I'm gonna drill you,Author: Total Recall | ||||
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Douglas Quaid: What about theAuthor: Total Recall | ||||
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Douglas Quaid: See you atAuthor: Total Recall | ||||
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Lori: Sorry, Quaid. Your wholeAuthor: Total Recall | ||||
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Lori: No wonder you're havingAuthor: Total Recall | ||||
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Melina: I think it's stillAuthor: Total Recall | ||||
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