Danielville Radcliffeland

Harry Radcliffe

Daniel Potter

 Daniel Maps

Harry Maps

Daniel Radcliffe

Taylorville Kitschland

Taylor Kitsch

 Tim Riggins

 Taylor Riggins

 Tim Kitsch

 Pogue Parry

Tim Parry

Taylor Parry

Jacksonville Rathboneland

Jackson Hale

Jackson Rathbone

Jasper

Jasper Rathbone

Jackson

Rathbone

Hale

Dustfinger Quotes

Dustfinger:  "His name's Gwin. And I know he looks charming, but you know what they say about books and covers."
Meggie:  "Yes, I do. And I also know what they say about talking to strangers. Excuse me."
Dustfinger:  "But I'm no stranger, Meggie."

Dustfinger:  "Do you know how your story ends, Meggie?"

Dustfinger:  "Well she's almost okay."
Mo:  "Almost?"
Dustfinger:  "She has no voice."

Thackery Binx Quotes

Binx:  "Elijah!  Elijah!  Hast thou seen my sister Emily?"
Elijah:  "Nay.  But look.  They conjure."
Binx:  "Oh, God.  The woods!  Emily!"
Elijah:  "She's done for."
Binx:  "Not yet!  You wake my father.  Summon the elders.  Go!"


Binx:  "You HAG!  There aren't enough children in the world to make thee young and beautiful!"

Winni:  "Book!"
Binx:  "Oh, no you don't!"
Winni:  "Thackery Binx, thy mangy feline; still alive?"
Binx:  "And waiting for you!"
Winni:  "Oh! Thou hast waited in vain. And thou will fail to save thy friends, just as thou failed to save thy sister! "


Binx:  "Danny?  Come on.  Please don't be sad for me."
Danny:  "Binx?"
Binx:  "Yeah.  The witches are dead.  My soul is finally free.  You freed me Danny.  Thank you.  Oh and hey Max.  Thanks for lighting that candle."
Emily:  "Thackery!  Thackery Binx!"
Binx:  "It's Emily!  I shall always be with you."


Emily:  "Thackery Binx, what took thee so long?"
Binx:  "I'm sorry, Emily. I had to wait three hundred years for a virgin to light a candle."

Remy LeBeau Quotes

Logan:   "Are you Remy LeBeau?"
Gambit:  "Do I owe you money?"
Logan:  "No."
Gambit:  "Then Remy LeBeau, I am."


Gambit:  "May I deal you in?"
Logan:  "What can you get for seventeen dollars?"
Gambit:  "Seventeen dollars?  I cab ride home perhaps."


Gambit:  "So what brings you to our fair city, sir?"
Logan:  "Victor Creed."
Gambit:  " And who's that?"
Logan:  " The man I'm gonna kill. He works with a man named Stryker on an island. Just need to know where it is."
Gambit:  " And why would you think I know that?"
Logan:  "Well, 'cause I know who you are, Gambit. You're the guy who escaped and you're the guy who's gonna take me back there."


Gambit:  "Those are mighty nice tags you got on there sir.  The guy that took me wore tags just like 'em."


Gambit: " Two years I rotted in that hellhole and I ain't ever going back."


Gambit:  "Your really going to kill 'em."


Gambit:  "You don't like flying, huh?"
Logan:  "I'm fine. Just concentrate on what you're doing."
Gambit:  "You sure? You got a bit of sweat on your brow there."
Logan:  "Very funny. Just keep your eyes on the..."
Gambit:  "On the what? The clouds? Keep my eyes on the clouds?"
Logan:  "You're going up and down like a freaking yo-yo here! Where'd you get this thing, anyway?"
Gambit:  "Oh, this is my baby. I won her  in a game. Jacks over fives."
Logan:  "Great."
Gambit:  "Relax. We're almost there."
[they arrive at the island]
Gambit:   "There it is. The island. Three Mile Island. Hiding in plain sight. No one's gonna snoop around a nuclear reactor. They think it's gonna turn them into freaks."
Logan:  "Like you?"
Gambit:  "Right."


Gambit:  "Alright it's now or never let's go."
Logan:  "It's about time.  Well, if this makes you feel any better this is really gonna hurt!"
Gambit:  "Well yeah!  It kinda does actually."
Logan:  "Good luck."
Gambit:  "Likewise."


Gambit:  "You miss me?"


Gambit:  "When you said you were going to kill everyone I thought that you may have been exaggerating."
Logan:  "Do I look like a man that exaggerates?"
Gambit:  "Your welcome."


Logan:  "There's kids trying to get off the island.  Split up go!"
Gambit:  "I'm on it."


Gambit:  "The kids are safe. . .Damn."
Logan:  "Who are you?"
Gambit:  "I'm the guy that brought you here and we need to go."
Logan:  "What's my name.  WHAT'S MY NAME?"
Gambit:  "Now I'm a friend.  I'm a friend.  Your name is Logan.  If you want to trust me we have to go.  Now!"


Gambit:  "Do you know her?"


Gambit:  "These boys aren't going to like what you did to this place we really need to go."
Logan:  "I'll find my own way."
Gambit:  "Good luck."


Gambit:  "If I learned anything about life, it's this: always play the hand your dealt. My name is Gambit... and I play for keeps."

All's Well in the Future

 All's Well In the Future

It was thought to be all's well that ends well, but they were looking into each other's eyes and not showing their future.  How many children do they have and what kind of parents are they?  Do they stay married?  Let's go to the beginning where it once ended.

In Helena's eyes all she saw was Bertram and how his eyes were looking into her eyes.  What more could he ask of her?  She got his ring from him and is carrying his child.  She only did what he thought would never happen.  She only wondered if he truly loved her as much as she loved him.

In Bertram's eyes all he was was Helena and how her eyes were looking into his eyes.  He kept asking himself if he truly loved her.  When he was young, and Helena also his mother gave her a home.  Helena was to be a servant and care for them.  Then at that time he had loved her like a sister, but yet not his sister.  He thought about that love and he knew it to be true, but what made him hate her so.  He thought of his former friend Parolles and who he was with him.  He felt so sorry for being so stuck on the fact that he was higher than her and he wanted her forgiveness because she was the only person that truly loved and cared about him.

He was the first to break eye contact and he looked down.

"Helena.  I am so sorry for what I have done to you in the past.  Parolles had something to do with it, but it was mostly my immaturity.  Now I realize I do love you and from the bottom of my heart, my dear wife, I hope you can forgive me," he said as he looked into her eyes again.

"Bertram.  I do forgive you," Helena said and immediately after saying this she kissed him.  Then she took a step back and he grabbed her arm to stop her.  He pulled her closer and kissed her again.

"At least I can see you this time," Bertram said causing Helena to blush.

"So where do you want to live my darling?" Bertram asked her picking her up like he was going to take her across the threshold.  What has changed him so much, she thought.

"I want my wife and child to be happy, so where to?" he said like he had read her mind.

She was lost for words and now couldn't speak.  He had her in his arms and he was being so different.  Had she won him?  What changed him?  Was it the war or was it the fact of losing her and then getting her back?

"Honey?  Is something bothering you?" he looked at her with concern.  "Cat got your tongue?"

"Bertram.  Why do you love me?  Is it just because I am carrying your child?" Helena asked.  He was surprised by this question yet he answered if fully.

"Helena.  I love you as much as you have always loved me.  I ahve just realized that I have loved you since the first time I saw you.  I was blinded by who I was and didn't notice until now that you were the only one that cared about me besides my mother," Bertram said.  "Why do you ask such a question when you would have had me whether I loved you or not?  Well, you have won me my darling."

"What has changed you?  Was it the war?" Helena asked still in his arms.

"The war was part of it.  I killed a man. . .and when I buried you I actually grieved.  When I saw you again I didn't want to lose you again.  I don't think I could take losing you for a second time," Bertram said.

"I have always loved living at your home.  The Countess, well our mother, doesn't mind me.  I am already practically her daughter," Helena said.

"All the better.  Let's go home together and you won't have to worry about me dying in war.  There is peace now, so they won't be needing me.  You need me more," Bertram said putting her down and kissing her.

Suddenly someone burst into the court and none the less it was Parolles.

"So aww es bine en dunde!  I cam be ya vavysibber," Parolles said with his mouth full of food that Lafeu had given him and Lafeu walked into the room.

"It is not polite to talk with your mouth full," Lafeu said.

"You are not going to take care of my children in any lifetime!" Bertram said.

"I am your best friend!" Parolles said.

"Was your best friend and a big emphasis on was.  I will not let you turn my children into cowardly lions like yourself, so shoo you cat," Bertram said

"I am not a coward!" Parolles said.

"You will not fool me again.  You gave up all my secrets and the kings so don't go and lie to me that you're not a coward," Bertram said.  "Come on Helena let's go home."  Bertram was going , but Helena did not move.

"We could make him our steward or our butler couldn't we?" Helena said running to Bertram's side.  "I know what he has done to you and how worthless he may be, but you could order him around."

Parolles was disgusted.  He never thought of being a servant.  He was always wearing honorable clothes.

"I think it would suit him," Lafeu put in.

"Alright.  I would love to order him around.  Come along, but get a bath first!" Bertram said.

"But I don't -

"At least you'll get food," Lafeu said.

"Food," Parolles said hungrily.  "A bath.  I will do it at once!"

"I think it would be best to stay here until the baby is born because it takes about six months to  get to Rousillon," Helena said with her hand on her emphasized belly.

"And you're how far along?" Bertram asked.

"Six months," Helena said.

"I think the king won't mind us to stay a little while longer," Bertram said and they both walked out of the court to find the king leaving Lafeu and Parolles alone.

"Wait for me!" Parolles said running after Bertram and Helena.

"What about your bath!" Lafeu yelled after Parolles.  "What a worthless man."

Three months later Helena is in their bed with Bertram and a doctor beside her.  She has gone to full term, but her water did not break yet.

"I don't know what to say Count.  The only way for the baby to come out is C-section," the doctor said.

"No.  I don't want to risk losing her or the baby.  There will -

"Sir!" said a steward bursting into the room.

"What is it?" Bertram asked going to him.

"It's Parolles sir.  He ran away," the steward told him.

"Bertram.  I want a hot bath," said Helena and he ran to her side.

"We must get the baby out of her," said the doctor.

"She wants a bath, so we will give her one," said Bertram picking her up and taking her out of the room.

"Sir?  What about Parolles?" asked the steward.

"Forget about him.  He is not worth looking for because he is probably a general by now or so he says to those he will fool," said Bertram carrying Helena to the bathtub.  "I have my wife to worry about right now."

He put her into the bathtub once it was warm enough.  Five minutes in she started laughing.

"What's so funny Helena?" Bertram asked.

"My water just broke and I feel so much better.  I think I can also have the baby here too," she said.

"The baby could drown!" freaked Bertram and the doctor.

"My father was a doctor.  Trust me," Helena said.

"More like a crazy witch doctor," said the doctor.

"We'll do as she says.  I trust her.  She did outsmart me into getting my ring and having our child," said Bertram looking into her eyes.

Three years later they have their eldest son Bertram Junior and their youngest daughter Diana.  Junior looked like a three year old Bertram Senior and Diana looked like a one year old Helena.  It was at night and the kids were about to go to sleep, but they wanted to be told a story.

"Daddy tell us a story," exclaimed Junior and Diana.

"We'll both tell you a story if you guys promise to go to sleep," Helena said sitting on Diana's bed.

"What story do you want to hear?" Bertram asked sitting on Junior's bed.

"How you fell in love," said Junior.

"Junior?" asked Diana.

"How we fell in love and how Junior came to be here?  Those stories, again?" Bertram asked mockingly not happy.

"Bertram," said Helena.

"Oh alright.  It started with your mother and me when we were young. . ."

The End

Bertram

Journal Entry #1
My father died yet six months past and now I have left my mother behind to go to the king's court.  I may have wished Helena good luck and take care of my mother like I love Helena, but I do not love her.  She is not of noble birth and is only a servant to me.  I have met the king and I would be willing to do anything that he desires me to do because I am only the count's son.  He does speak highly of my father as well, but the king looks like on the edge of death.

Journal Entry #2
I am supposed to stay in the king's court!  The king says I am too young and it is too early that I should wait till next year, but I want to go and fight like the rest of the men.  Yet I must do as the king orders, but Parolles is telling me to steal away and go with the rest of the men.  He is my best friend and always has been, so I will go to fight with him.  Then this fair lady Helena comes back into my life and wants to marry me.  Me!  Yeah she saved the king and all, but she is a servant and that is all.  She would be bringing me down and now I have no choice but to marry her because otherwise the king will throw me out of his court.  I will never lover her and I will send her to my mother with my hate.  I will go to war and I will send her home, but she wants to be my obediant servant.  I just told her to go home where I will never go until I die.

Journal Entry #3
I have spoken with the Duke and will now be one of the soldiers.  Not only that, but I have written a cruel, yes, but true letter to Helena that if she gets the ring from my finger, that will never leave my possession, and had my child which I would never have with her then she can call me her husband.  Now over here at war the soldiers want to show how much of a coward my best friend Parolles truly is, but I have known him all my life and he is one to trust by far!  All they want him to do is fetch a drum the kidnap him and pretend they are the enemy.  They want him to spill his guts if he is truly a coward.  It is a lost cause I think to recover a lost drum.  Pulling the story aways from Parolles I talk about this lass that I only talked to but once and I hope to speak to her again.  I can't wait to see her.

Journal Entry #4
I have seen her again and I thought her name was Fontibell, but I was mistaken.  Her name is Diana the name of a goddess and she is well worth that name.  She told me that my duty was owed to my wife and not her, but I do not love my wife like I love Diana.  Then she won't give herself to me unless I give her my ring.  I give it to her even though it has been passed down by all my generations.  Once she has it she agrees to a quiet and midnight passion between each other.  I couldn't wait.  I had wooed her.  When it comes to my best friend Parolles I find the truth.  The soldiers got him to squeal, but I only thought it a servant in that tent.  No.  It was Parolles who told all those secrets and he was a bloody coward not knowing he was being fooled, but none the less said everything.  He is only a cat to me and is no friend of mine.

Journal Entry #5

My wife has died and yet I grieve for a wife that I did not love.  Now I am to marry Lafeu's daughter.  I give them a ring and they say that it was once on Helena's finger.  She never saw it!  Yet my mother, the king, and Lafeu saw it upon her finger.  She never saw it!  If she did see it then that would mean I would have been in bed with her, but I never was.  Then they seize me and take me out and later take me back in.  Not only is the king, my mother, and Lafeu in there, but Diana and her mother.  She claims that we slept together and I lie saying that we only laughed together.  She recognizes the ring on the king's finger and then they bring Parolles in the mess.  Then Diana says that she never gave me the ring and it was never gave me the ring and it was not given to her.  When she is about ot be taken to prison her mother is given the ring to be taken to someone.  I see my dead wife with my ring and my letter.  She reads it saying if she gets my ring and carries my child then she can call me her husband.  She is pregnant and has my ring and I fall to my knees.  Once all is forgiven I look into te eyes of the one that I now truly love.