Sheldon: I give you my spot.
Wolowitz: Oh, Sheldon, but you love that spot
Sheldon: No, I love my mother. My feelings for my spot are much greater.
Sheldon: I give you my spot.
Wolowitz: Oh, Sheldon, but you love that spot
Sheldon: No, I love my mother. My feelings for my spot are much greater.
Dory: STOP. Please don’t go away. Please? No one’s ever stuck with me for so long before. And if you leave… if you leave… I just, I remember things better with you. I do, look. P. Sherman, forty-two… forty-two… I remember it, I do. It’s there, I know it is, because when I look at you, I can feel it. And-and I look at you, and I… and I’m home. Please… I don’t want that to go away. I don’t want to forget.
(Procurando Nemo)

“Às vezes eu acho que ela era uma pessoa diferente para todo mundo. Às vezes eu sabia quem era ela, às vezes não. Qualquer pessoa que tentasse lhe falar quem ela era… Não a conhecia.”