(gasps) I know that dude.

He succeeds getting to 100,000 feet, leaving the atmosphere, seeing a thin blue line of space.

Or saw a woman who literally took your breath away?

Even at 50 years old, she's still breathtakingly beautiful.

Did you work in a carnival? Huh? Oh, yeah, a while back.

We must bow to their wishes.

The wailing grew wilder and wilder. What is it?

Even when she is 50 years old, she will still be breathtakingly beautiful.

Most interesting it must be.

Save him...

Even if she got to be 50 years old, she would still be breathtakingly beautiful.

That's not why we demand he turn himself in we're doing it because we're scared.

Karl Lange's record breaking long jump took the crowd's breath away.

It's a magical place filled with breathtaking light shows

I'm sitting on a train.

Come on, breathe. Breathe, pop! Breathe, pop!

And in the next few weeks, I had the tremendous pleasure of introducing these kids to the world of total freedom, a world consisting of magnificent vistas

I need you to push now. You push like you've never pushed before.

But he was lucky not to live long enough to see his son fall.

Comply with dubaku's demands.

Can I have it? Sorry, I drank it at the hotel! Thought so.

Please. I have a son.

We'll present our research on Sunday at the 2011 neuro science conference.

I skinned my knee, my asthma's acting up...

We talk about it in terms of engagement, or non compliance.

Taking my help means you did motherfucker!

Is the source of the erectile dysfunction of my husband the fact that he started drinking?

The nose it was the stranger's nose! pink and shining rolled on the floor.

And he ate it up.

To Scavo's for a few beers.

After all these years, can't we just give it a rest?

Oh, do not swallow me!

I'll take your word for it.

But I never agreed to your terms.

I'm out of breath! Not so fast, for Christ's sake!

Just do me a favor and give Prescott his babu before you put him down.

The more we gave 'em away, the more we came to realise... the drink would not satisfy.

But really the most important question I ever asked, and most of the times when I talk about it, people kind of suck in their breath at my audacity, or cruelty, but I promise you it was the right question.

Breathe, breathe, breathe.

Tom wanted his son to live in the city.

And I was constantly reading the New York Times, and stunned by the statistics, the numbers.

Don't think you'll upend me.

Because when we open our arms the earth takes in only a hollow and senseless shell.

Every time I look at this piece,

Very good.