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Steven George Gerrard MBE ( /ˈdʒɛrɑrd/; born 30 May 1980) is an English footballer who plays for and captains Premier League club Liverpool. He also has 91 caps for the England national team. He has played much of his career in a centre midfield role, but he has also been used as a second striker and right winger.
Gerrard, who has spent his entire career at Anfield, made his début in 1998 and cemented his place in the first team in 2000, succeeding Sami Hyypiä as team captain in 2003. His honours include two FA Cups, three League Cups, one UEFA Champions League, one UEFA Cup, and two Super Cups. In 2005, Gerrard came third in voting for the Ballon d'Or.
Gerrard made his international debut in 2000 and has represented England at the Euro 2000 and Euro 2004, as well as the 2006 World Cup where he was the team's top goalscorer with two goals. Gerrard first captained his country at the 2010 World Cup in the absence of regular captain Rio Ferdinand, who missed the tournament through injury. He was named again as England captain for the Euro 2012.
Abraham Benjamin de Villiers (born 17 February 1984, Pretoria, Transvaal Province, South Africa) more commonly known by his initials AB is a South African cricketer and captain of the South African One Day International (ODI) and Twenty20 teams, having succeeded Graeme Smith in both roles after the 2011 Cricket World Cup. He is also part of Royal Challengers Bangalore in the Indian Premier League.
De Villiers is a right-handed batsman, who, in a very short space of time, has accumulated many runs in Tests including centuries against England, India, the West Indies and Australia. He has been dismissed in the 90s on five occasions in Tests. He still holds the record for most Test innings without registering a duck (78), before being dismissed for nought against Bangladesh in November 2008. He also holds the record for the highest individual score by a South African batsman in an innings, with 278*. He is an occasional wicketkeeper for the South African cricket team, and is commonly regarded as one of the best fielders currently in international cricket. AB de Villiers blasted the seventh fastest century in ODI cricket, in 58 balls, when he slammed an unbeaten 102 off just 59 balls against India in Ahmedabad in February 2010. He reached the top of the Test Batting rankings in March 2012.
Plot
MOONFLOWER is the story of Scott (Anthony Misiano), a hopeless romantic with a broken heart at a crossroads in his life. Unsure of his every move, Scott is thrown into an unfamiliar world, and launched head first on a quirky, sometimes surreal adventure. Filled with preposterous pirates, malicious masked meddlers, and an articulate bigfoot with a penchant for English tea. Featuring stand out performances by Charles Peters and Mandy Dollar, MOONFLOWER is sure to thrill and delight, amuse and inspire, and most definitely entertain any who dare to dive in.
Edward IV: Sound drums and trumpets! Farewell, sour annoy; For here I hope begins our lasting joy!
Richard, Duke of Gloucester: [Referring to Edward IV] Would he were wasted: marrow, bones and all; That from his loins no hopeful branch might spring To cross me from the golden time I look for.
Earl of Warwick: Tell him from me that he hath done me wrong, And therefore I'll uncrown him ere't be long.
Earl of Warwick: I had rather chop this hand off at a blow and with the other, fling it at thy face, than bear so low a sail as to strike to thee.
Earl of Warwick: For what is pomp, rule, reign, but earth and dust? Live we how we can, yet die we must.
Plot
Remy Marco, Prohibition beer baron, figures he'll do even better after repeal. Only trouble is, his beer tastes terrible. (He drinks no beer himself and nobody dares tell him). Four years later, when he's about bankrupt, he visits his summer home in Saratoga, complete with: 1) a dead-end-kid orphan; 2) his daughter's fiance...a state trooper!, 3) the bodies of four gangsters who planned to ambush Remy but had a shootout; 4) half a million in loot they hid in the house...just the amount Remy needs to get out of hock. The comic confusion mounts...
Keywords: banker, based-on-play, beer, brewery, celebration, chauffeur, corpse, crap-game, debt, engagement
High finance teaches a racketeer new tactics !
Remy Marco: Sure, I'm legit. I'm in favor of law and order. But you don't have to have it right in your own house, do you?
Nora Marco: Why isn't he in B-E-D?::Douglas Fairbanks Rosenbloom: Because I want more to E-A-T, you old C-O-W.
Remy Marco: But first I want you to meet some of the folks and have a little fun, you know. They're old friends of mine... great people!::Mr. Whitewood: I've met some of them already.::Remy Marco: Yeah?::Mr. Whitewood: Some rather whimsical ones.::Remy Marco: Who? Oh... , the only one who sings here is the singer. Never studied a note in his life.::Mr. Whitewood: Yes, I can hear that.
Remy Marco: Come on in, honey, into the music room.::Nora Marco: Music room? Up to now this has always been the slot machine room.::Remy Marco: Well, that's all going to be changing now. We got to start putting on plenty of class. Oh, and by the way, have Mike take the spittoons out of the living room.
Remy Marco: Hey, what's this? "Dear Boss, We've taken a half hour off. Mike." You know, I'm getting a little discouraged about Mike.::Nora Marco: You ought to. After all you've done for him and give him.::Remy Marco: Oh no, it ain't that. It's just that I can't learn him how to spell. Look at the way he spells 'token', with two o's.
Nora Marco: It's that grab bag of yours again, Remy.::Remy Marco: Say he hadn't walked around in his bare feet.::Nora Marco: I think we should go up and slip him a Mickey Finn.::Remy Marco: Uh, uh. He's liable to create a taste for them. Marco will talk to him. You go up the front stairs and I'll go up the back.
Lefty: [Helping carry out four dead bodies] That's just the kind of a dirty trick those guys would pull, leaving themselves in that kind of shape around your house.::Remy Marco: Yeah, you know, that Little Dutch never had no consideration for other people's feelings.
Eyed it, dried it, untied it
Chilled it, spilled it, refilled it
Taste it, traced it, erased it
He's my post to lean on
And I just cut him down
So I'm out to land on somethin'
Hopefully a boy will come to me at the ground
Eyed it, dried it, untied it
Chilled it, spilled it, refilled it
Taste it, trace it, erased it
He's my post to lean on
And I just cut him down
So I'm out to land on somethin'
Hopefully a boy will come to me at the ground
He's my post to lean on
And I just cut him down
So I'm out to land on somethin'
in a forrest pitch-dark
glowed the tiniest spark
it burst into flame
like me
like me
my name isobel
married to myself
my love isobel
living by herself
in a heart full of dust
lives a creature called lust
it surprises and scares
like me
like me
my name isobel
married to myself
my love isobel
living by herself
when she does it she means to
moth delivers her message
unexplaind on your collar
crawling in silence
a simple excuse
nana na nana
nana na nana
in a tower of steel
nature forges a deal
to raise wonderful hell
like me
like me
my name isobel
married to myself
my love isobel
living by herself
when she does it she means to
moth delivers her message
unexplaind on your collar
crawling in silence
a simple excuse
nana na nana
nana na nana
nana na nana
nana na nana
Waking up so late
I 'll have a shower and shave
So many little tastes I crave
The day can wait
The pleasure of such things
The treasure of manlike dreams
Unbearable to live
Unthinkable to kill
A place without you
Waking up late
Black coffee and cake
it's a terrible fate
When nothing to wait
The pleasure of such things
The treasure of manlike dreams
Unbearable to live
Unless is time to kill
These moments without you
Waking up so late
I 'll have a shower and shave
So many little tastes I crave
A day to waste
The pleasure of such things
The treasure of manlike dreams
Unbearable to live
Unthinkable to kill