Coordinates: 53°46′54″N 1°04′13″W / 53.781789°N 1.070309°W / 53.781789; -1.070309
Selby is a town and civil parish in North Yorkshire, England. Situated 12 miles (19.3 km) south of the city of York, along the course of the River Ouse, Selby is the largest and, with a population of 13,012, most populous settlement of the wider Selby local government district.
Historically a part of the West Riding of Yorkshire, much of the wealth of the town was facilitated via Selby's position upon the banks of the River Ouse. In the past, Selby had a large shipbuilding industry and was an important port, for the most part due to the Selby Canal which brought trade from the city of Leeds.
The town’s origins date from the establishment of a Viking settlement on the banks of the River Ouse. Archaeological investigations in Selby have revealed extensive remains, including waterlogged deposits in the core of the town dating from the Roman period onwards. It is believed that Selby originated as a settlement called Seletun which was referred to in the Anglo Saxon Chronicle of AD 779.
Ronald Antonio "Ronnie" O'Sullivan (born 5 December 1975) is an English professional snooker player known for his rapid playing style, and is nicknamed "The Rocket". He has been World Champion on four occasions (2001, 2004, 2008 and 2012) and, with career earnings of over £6 million is second after Stephen Hendry on snooker's all-time prize-money list. O'Sullivan has been the world's no. 1 player on five occasions, and has won a total of 24 ranking titles. He is second, again behind Hendry, on the list of players making the most competitive century breaks, with a total of 678. O'Sullivan has compiled 11 maximum breaks in professional competition, a record which he shares with Hendry. He also holds the record for the fastest maximum break, at 5 minutes 20 seconds.
O'Sullivan is considered by many fans, critics and professionals, including fellow multiple-World Championship winners Hendry and Steve Davis, as the most naturally talented player in the history of the game. He has, however, been involved in a number of controversial incidents during his career.
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Robert dean is a mild-mannered lawyer who works in Washington D.C. He is on the trail of a kingpin named Pintero. Meanwhile, a politician named Thomas Reynolds is negotiating with Congressman Phillip Hammersley about a new surveillance system with satellites. But, Hammersley declines, that is when Reynolds had Hammersley killed, but this murder was caught on tape, and this person was being chased by Reynolds' team of NSA agents, the guy must ditch the tape, so he plants it on Dean (unbeknownst to Dean). Then, the NSA decides to get into Dean's life. That is when Dean's life began to fall apart all around him, with his wife and job both gone. Dean wants to find out what is going on. Then, he meets a man named "Brill" who tells him that Dean has something that the government wants. That is when Dean and Brill formulate a plan to get Dean's life back and turn the Tables on Reynolds.
Keywords: african-american, baltimore-maryland, blackmail, blood-spatter, cartoon-on-tv, cat, chase, christmas, claustrophobia, computer
It's not paranoia if they're really after you.
In God we trust. The rest we monitor.
The only privacy left is inside of your head
Es ist kein Verfolgungswahn - Sie sind wirklich hinter dir her (It's no persecution complex - They're really after you.)
Congressman Phillip Hammersley: Are you blackmailing me, you ambitious shit?
Carla Dean: Baby, listen to this fascist gasbag.
Robert Clayton Dean: Hey, I'll be back to get my blender.::John Bingham: Yeah, I'll have it gift-wrapped.
Robert Clayton Dean: You were right, I was wrong, but this is not the time for the 'I told you so' speech.
Robert Clayton Dean: He said his name was Brill.::Brill: He said it, or you said it and he picked up on it?::Robert Clayton Dean: [pause] Oh shit, I said it.
Robert Clayton Dean: What the hell is happening?::Brill: I blew up the building.::Robert Clayton Dean: Why?::Brill: Because you made a phone call.
[Watching a surveillance tape with Congressman Albert having sex with his female assistant]::Brill: I think you're a little young to watch this part.::Robert Clayton Dean: Yeah, so's she.
Brill: What? That's my best aloha shirt.::Robert Clayton Dean: Yeah, well say "aloha" to it.
Fiedler: Rachel F., for you-know-what, Banks. God, would I love to have her ruin my life.
Fiedler: *Please* let me follow the nanny. She doesn't shave her legs. Women like that are so... HOT.
Plot
An American with a shady past, John Gilmore and an Irishman without a conscience, Robert Emmett Donovan, are in search of hidden gold secreted in an old mosque by desert people during the Montgomery-Rommel fighting. Gilmore, a partner with Donovan in a bistro, learns of the gold from Shelby and the two plan to get it, but Donovan learns of it and, despite the arrival of his daughter, Aileen, who he has not seen since her childhood, joins Gilmore and Shelby. A jeep they steal puts Inspector Levering on their trail and he sets out after them, with Aileen, in a plane.
Keywords: buried-treasure, desert
Four frightened people...ten terrifying hours!
They Holed Up In Hell!
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A tiny European country which for years has survived financially only through evading its bills and smuggling is finally facing bankruptcy, when a rich American agrees to save the place by buying it. But before, the deal is closed, he dies. His nearest relative and heir turns out to be a young woman with high ethical and democratic standards, but no experience with money, or affairs of state, or Europe. A charming young English visitor helps her to muddle through. Comedy and romance follow.
Keywords: american-abroad, balcony, border-crossing, border-guard, catapult, cheese, church-bell, chute, consort, convertible
Once upon a time...there was a salesgirl Ciderella who woke up one morning with a kingdom on her hands, a "king" in her arms...and a carload of schneeze(?) (original USA poster)
You'll Laugh Your Crown Off!
Opening Title Card: The producers wish to thank the citizens of Lampidorra for not speaking Lampidorran - thus saving the expense of English subtitles.
Chancellor - Cobbler: Yesterday we received an offer from the Armenian syndicate, who wish to buy the country and turn this place into a gambling hell... [looks at it again]... a gambling HALL.
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A lonely wife of a workaholic husband on the magical Isle of Capri meets a charming and attractive young man. An exciting affair must end when word gets back to the husband and he becomes ill. Then the daughter enters the scene.
Keywords: attorney, based-on-play, blindness, eye-doctor, fainting, lawyer, love-triangle, new-year's-eve, new-year's-eve-party, newspaper-headline
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In 1922, young composer and pianist Olwen Trevelyan, troubled and sleepless over her inability to finish the final notes of her composition, falls to her death from the cliffs of Cornwall. As years pass, Olwen's sister Julia obsessively keeps Olwen's memory alive in the family home. The young composer gains posthumous fame because of her tragic death and her haunting, unfinished composition, "The Dream of Olwen." Twenty-five years later, on the anniversary of Olwen's death, the family gathers to listen to a radio broadcast of "The Dream." Suddenly, a young woman bursts into the room, sits down at the piano, and begins playing along with the music. Claiming to have lost her memory, the young woman is cared for by the obsessed Julia, who comes to believe she is the reincarnation of her dead sister.
Keywords: amnesia, based-on-play, reincarnation
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Jim Gordon commands a unit of the famed Flying Tigers, the American Volunteer Group which fought the Japanese in China before America's entry into World War II. Gordon must send his outnumbered band of fighter pilots out against overwhelming odds while juggling the disparate personalities and problems of his fellow flyers. In particular, he must handle the difficulties created by a reckless hot-shot pilot named Woody Jason, who not only wants to fight a one-man war but to waltz off with Gordon's girlfriend.
Keywords: 1940s, aerial-combat, airplane-crash, american, animal-in-title, armenian, asian, aviation, bare-chested-male, behind-enemy-lines
NUNCA COMO HASTA AHORA SE FILMO LA GUERRA EL EL AIRE TAN CRUENTA, TAN REAL, TAN VIOLENTA! (original Argentine poster - all caps)
STRONG Brave Men Flying In The Face Of Death That We May LIVE
HEADED For The Greatest Entertainment Ovation Given A Motion Pictures in Years
SEE These Sky-Devils Revenge Pearl Harbor and Strike Terror To Tokyo!
Jim Gordon: I hope you two had a good time, 'cause Hap paid the check.
Woody Jason: [as he charges outside during an air raid] C'mon, everybody! The bank's open!::Woody Jason: [minutes later, after he grabs an unarmed and radio-less fighter to join the battle... even after Jim has told him to wait until he gets combat training] Get your checkbook out, General. [He's about to shoot down some Japanese, or so he thinks]::Woody Jason: [after getting winged by a Japanese bomber and making a forced landing, right into a tree]... Well, I walked away from THAT one!::Another Pilot: Yeah... A few more landings like THAT, and you'll be a Japanese ace!
Jim Gordon: [after Woody joins a sortie against Jim's orders, in a fighter without ammo or a radio, and gets himself shot down] Where do you think you are, with some broken-down flying circus?::Woody Jason: Aw, it would've been a cinch; I was ridin' the murder-spot right above those Jap bombers! If I had ammo, I'd have blown them clear out of China!::Jim Gordon: Instead, you wasted a good ship!::Woody Jason: Hey, you talk like that crate's more important than me.::Jim Gordon: I can't afford to lose planes OR pilots...::Woody Jason: It's like I told you earlier, Pappy: All I get out of this is the dough, so you can't blame me for trying. In a skeet match, the guy who knocks down the most pigeons wins the cup.::Jim Gordon: ...I also can't have grand-standers trying to hog the whole show! Results around here are based on co-operation and understanding. Discipline in the air is strict, because that's the only way an outfit like this can operate!::Woody Jason: ...And here I thought it was every man for himself.::Jim Gordon: Not these days, it isn't. Just wait until the day you look over your shoulder and see a Jap sittin' on your tail, in a ship that you can't out-maneuver! THEN you'll know what I'm talking about.
Woody Jason: [after a list of kills has been posted] 2000 bucks and it's only thursday, I could take that scoredboard down to the bank and cash it in right now. I wonder if anybody's ever beat that record?::Another Pilot: I knew a guy who tied it once, only he didn't live to spend it.::Woody Jason: Too bad he waited. I have a feeling when I hit my stride the rest of you guys can take a vacation. At my expense, of course.
Woody Jason: [after Blackie has been shot down and killed]... C'mon, fellas, you can't pin this on me! If Blackie hadn't opened his chute so soon, it wouldn't have happened!::Hap Smith: Maybe if you'd followed Blackie down, it wouldn't have happened, either! You were nearest to him, and you were in the clear. What happened?::Woody Jason: ...A Mitsi got in my way.::Hap Smith: [bitter] I guess it's easier to see 500 bucks than a pal of yours in trouble.
Jim Gordon: [following Hap's medical examination] Come on in, Hap... I gotta hand you one on the chin, but I'd rather it came from me than from anybody else: You're through flying.::Hap Smith: The doctor said I'd out-live Confucius.::Jim Gordon: Sure, if you stay on the ground... I can't send a man out there who doesn't know whether he's flying upside down or not! Take a look at that eye chart; your depth perception's a mile off! I know you've been gunning 'em since they were box-kites with broomsticks for rudders. But you gotta believe me, I'm doin' this for you! You've been close-winging in formation, overshooting your landings...::Hap Smith: [sounding as if he might cry] You don't have to say any more!... What else COULD I do around here?::Jim Gordon: Well, taking care of these ships on the ground is just as important as gunning them upstairs. I need a man I can trust for that... I wish you'd take that job, Hap.
[Woody has "broken the camel's back", by getting Hap killed]::Jim Gordon: There's an army truck out of here for Rangoon the day after tomorrow. Be on it.::Woody Jason: Don't say that, Jim!::Jim Gordon: Until then, you're confined to your quarters.::Woody Jason: I'm still a good flier, Jim! I'll knock down five Japs for every one of our boys!::Jim Gordon: It's out of my hands now. None of THESE men will ever fly with you again. And they HAVE to fly.
[after the first sortie]::Jim Gordon: A little rough in spots, Dale, but I think after you've learned a few things about... Dale? [finds him dead]... Mike! Take care of Dale, would you? Thanks.
Jim Gordon: Don't try to win this war all by yourself.
Jim Gordon: [reading Woody's final letter] Do me a favor, will you, Pappy? Give my leather jacket to Reardon, he's a cool character. Divide my address book evenly among the boys in the barracks. And give my silk scarf to the next hedge-hopper who thinks this is an easy racket we're in. Woody.
Plot
Foxhall Ridgeway, arriving in New York City from the West, stumbles onto a murder in the hotel room next to his. He gets tangled up into the affair, and with the aid of Phoebe, the hotel telephone operator who takes a liking to him, and also Countess Louise Browssiloff, who innocently had left some personal belongings in the murdered man's room and is most anxious to recover the incriminating evidence, Foxhall solves the murder mystery.
Keywords: 1930s, b-movie, based-on-play, cigarette-smoking, city-in-title, clue, coroner, countess, criminal, doctor
Fun - Romance - Mystery - It's all of these rolled into one merrily exciting entertainment!
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After her father Stanley Jordan loses his wealth in market, Bonnie goes to work as a cub reporter. Her brother Rodney is the wheel man in a gangland massacre. Bert, a reporter on Bonnie's paper, is murdered while investigating. Bonnie gets to know gang leader Jake Luva and learns how the gang works and that her brother is involved. By the time it's over her wealthy friend Bob sees how wonderful she is and falls in love with her for good.
Keywords: auction, bitch-slap, black-maid, bootlegger, bootlegging, brother-sister-relationship, butler, chicago-illinois, chorus-girl, city-editor
Stanley Jordan: [after Bonnie and her friends have stripped and jumped into the water] Oh, you little minx! Sometimes I'm sorry you're too old to spank!
Bert Scranton: [Advising Bonnie on being a reporter] You'll learn, Kid... cleanliness... condensation... where, what, when, and why... that's the idea. Say, don't let those guys on the copy desk bother yuh. They're just a bunch of butchers at heart. Why, do you know what they'd do if they got a chance?::Bonnie: What?::Bert Scranton: They'd cut the Lord's Prayer down to a one line squib.
Jake Luva: [to Rodney] No, listen, Kid. Money talks, but remember - in this business it's the only thing that talks.
Jake Luva: [Obviously taken with Bonnie] You got me going, sister.::Bonnie: Can I depend on it?::Jake Luva: In a big way.
Bob: You know I'm very much in love with you, don't you?::Bonnie: Are you?::Bob: I'm crazy about you, and you know it.::Bonnie: I didn't know.::Bob: Well, you know it now.::Bonnie: What about it? [She takes a drink]::Bob: That's it... what? Are you going to make me stand around on ceremony?::Bonnie: Think I'm so old-fashioned?::Bob: I hope not.::Bonnie: You're right. I'm not. I believe in... trying love out.::Bob: On approval?::Bonnie: Yes, on approval. [They kiss as the scene fade out]
Bonnie: The auction's on full wing... going, going, gawne!::Rodney: It's a tough break being left stranded like this. Why, we're paupers!::Bonnie: [She giggles] Well, there's no use crying about it. Buck up! Put on your spurs and get up and give the world a battle. [She pushes his head affectionately] Swat 'em in the head.::Rodney: Yeah? Just how?::Bonnie: Go to work. I'm not afraid.::Rodney: You afraid? [Sarcastically] What could you do?... open up a tea shoppie? Bonnie Jordan's orange pekoe blend! Go to it!
Bob: What's the matter? You've kissed me before, haven't you?::Bonnie: Yes, but that wasn't a permanent arrangement, was it?::Bob: Aren't you being clever!::Bonnie: And aren't you being vague as usual?::Bob: All right, if that's what you want, I'll set you up in a real establishment anytime you like. You don't have to make your living off of Jake Luva, dancing in his nightclub. I can do much better for you than that. Now is that less vague?::Bonnie: That's very clear. Now we understand each other. I'm a cheap little dancer in a night club, and you thought you could have me on your own terms. Well, you're mistaken! I can still pick my own men, Mr. Townsend, and right now it's Jake Luva.
Bonnie: [to Bob] Don't touch me. That's all over with. Nice of you to be so generous, but I must be going. I have a heavy date tonight. [Pausing at the door as she's leaving] I'm hitting the pace now, and I like it.
Stanley Jordan: Must you smoke before breakfast?::Bonnie: I must if I want to keep thin, darling.
You pulled up, as if in a rush, and said, 'I'll give
you a ride. I saw you miss the bus.'I said, 'Thanks,
I'm looking to kill some time.'
'I'll take you to your house, or we could see mine.
It's not very far and you'll like it just fine.
You could leave this world behind.'
So, I stayed an hour, a day and then two.
Maybe you'll teach me the things that you know. But
it's getting cold, I think we should go.
When the house was all boarded up, we said goodbye and
we climbed in your red pick-up truck. And we drove off
into the night. And I counted all the street lights as
you turned to me with a sigh and said, 'I'm willing to
give it a try. We could be happy all over again, find a
place to begin.'
Then it's three months and we're still not there.
And I've gotten thinner and you've grown your hair. And
we're looking for home but I don't think it's here. And
if it's September my birthday is near.
And you say there's nothing that I have to fear. 'We'll
get it somehow. I just don't have it right now.'
Locked up the room and returned the key. And the
manager waved to us uneasily and we drove off into the
night. And I counted all the street lights, as you
turned to me with a sigh and said, 'I'm still willing
to give us a try. We could be happy in outer space,
where all of our demons will soon be erased. In a small
quiet town we'll start over again, find a place to
begin.'
But this road just goes on and on.
So, I said, 'I'm sorry. I'll miss you but I've stayed
too long. It's time for me to go home.'
So, you drop me off at the light and I walk off into