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%title Moving Pictures (4)
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# p. 7 (ROC Edition)
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This is space. It's sometimes called the final frontier.
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This is space. It's sometimes called the final frontier.
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(Except that of course you can't have a /final/ frontier, because there'd
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(Except that of course you can't have a /final/ frontier, because there'd
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be nothing for it to be a frontier /to/, but as frontiers go, it's pretty
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be nothing for it to be a frontier /to/, but as frontiers go, it's pretty
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penultimate...)
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penultimate...)
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[Moving Pictures, by Terry Pratchett]
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[Moving Pictures, by Terry Pratchett]
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# pp. 22-23 (very short but happens to span a page boundary...)
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By and large, the only skill the alchemists of Ankh-Morpork had discovered
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By and large, the only skill the alchemists of Ankh-Morpork had discovered
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so far was the ability to turn gold into less gold.
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so far was the ability to turn gold into less gold.
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[Moving Pictures, by Terry Pratchett]
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[Moving Pictures, by Terry Pratchett]
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# pp. 44, 45, 46 (multiple paragraphs skipped in the first two gaps)
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There was a dog sitting by his feet.
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He looked down. There was a dog sitting by his feet.
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It was small, bow-legged and wiry, and basically grey but with patches of
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It was small, bow-legged and wiry, and basically grey but with patches of
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brown, white, and black in outlying areas... It looked up slowly, and
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brown, white, and black in outlying areas, and it was staring.
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said 'Woof?' Victor poked an exploratory finger in his ear. It must have
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been a trick of an echo, or something. It wasn't that the dog had gone
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It was certainly the most penetrating stare Victor had ever seen. It
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'woof!', although that was practically unique in itself; most dogs in the
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wasn't menacing, or fawning. It was just very slow and very thorough, as
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universe /never/ went 'woof!', they had complicated barks like 'whuuugh!'
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though the dog was memorising details so that it could give a full
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and 'hwhoouf!'. No, it was that it hadn't in fact /barked/ at all. It had
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description to the authorities later.
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/said/ 'woof'. 'Could have bin worse, mister. I could have said "miaow".'
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Victor let his gaze slide downwards. There was nothing there but the little
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dog, industriously scratching itself. It looked up slowly, and said "Woof?"
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[...]
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Victor poked an exploratory finger in his ear. It must have been a trick
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of an echo, or something. It wasn't that the dog had gone "woof!?, although
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that was practically unique in itself; most dogs in the universe /never/
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went "woof!", they had complicated barks like "whuuugh!" and "hwhoouf!".
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No, it was that it hadn't in fact /barked/ at all. It had /said/ "woof".
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[...]
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One of the last things Victor remembered was a voice beside his knee saying,
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"Could have bin worse, mister. I could have said 'miaow'."
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[Moving Pictures, by Terry Pratchett]
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[Moving Pictures, by Terry Pratchett]
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''Twas beauty killed the beast,' said the Dean, who liked to say things
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"'Twas beauty killed the beast," said the Dean, who liked to say things
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like that. 'No it wasn't,' said the Chair. 'It was it splatting into the
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like that.
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ground like that.'
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"No it wasn't," said the Chair. "It was it splatting into the ground like
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that."
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There's a saying that all roads lead to Ankh-Morpork, greatest of Discworld
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cities.
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At least, there's a /saying/ that there's a saying that all roads lead to
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Ankh-Morpork.
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And it's wrong. All roads lead /away/ from Ankh-Morpork, but sometimes
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people just walk along them the wrong way.
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[Moving Pictures, by Terry Pratchett]
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# p. 34 (Victor Tugelbend and Ponder Stibbons are students at Unseen Uni.)
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"Rain's stopped. Let's go over the wall," he said. "We deserve a drink."
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Victor waggled a finger. "Just one drink, then. Got to keep sober," he
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said. "It's Finals tomorrow. Got to keep a clear head!"
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"Huh!", said Ponder.
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Of course, it's very important to be sober when you take an exam. Many
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worthwhile careers in the street-cleansing, fruit-picking and subway-guitar-
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playing industries have been founded on a lack of understanding of this
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simple fact.
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In a sense which his tutors couldn't quite define, much to their annoyance,
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Victor Tugelbend was also the laziest person in the history of the world.
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Not simply, ordinarily lazy. Ordinary laziness was merely the absence of
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effort. Victor had passed through there a long time ago, had gone straight
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through commonplace idleness and out on the far side. He put more effort
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into avoiding work than most people put into hard labour.
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Cut-me-own-Throat Dibbler was one of those rare people with the ability to
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think in straight lines.
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Most people think in curves and zig-zags. For example, they start with a
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thought like: I wonder how I can become very rich, and then proceed along
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an uncertain course which includes thoughts like: I wonder what's for
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supper, and: I wonder who I know that can lend me five dollars?
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Whereas Throat was one of those people who could identify the thought at the
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other end of the process, in this case /I am now very rich/, draw a line
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between the two, and then think his way along it, slowly and patiently,
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until he got to the other end.
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Not that it worked. There was always, he found, some small but vital flaw
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in the process. It generally involved a strange reluctance on the part of
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people to buy what he had to sell.
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"Tell me, Mr Dibbler." said Silverfish, "what exactly is your profession?"
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"I sell merchandise," said Dibbler.
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"Mostly sausages," Victor volunteered.
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"/And/ merchandise," said Dibbler, sharply. "I only sell sausages when the
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merchandising trade is a bit slow."
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"And the sale of sausages leads you to believe you can make better moving
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pictures?" said Silverfish. "Anyone can sell sausages! Isn't that so,
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Victor?"
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"Well..." said Victor, reluctantly. No-one except Dibbler could possibly
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sell Dibbler's sausages.
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"There you are then," said Silverfish.
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"The thing is," said Victor, "that Mr Dibbler can even sell sausages to
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people who have bought them off him /before/."
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"That's right!" said Dibbler. He beamed at Victor.
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"And a man who could sell Mr Dibbler's sausages twice could sell anything,"
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Borgle's commissary had decided to experiment with salads tonight. The
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nearest salad growing district was thirty slow miles away.
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"What dis?" demanded a troll, holding up something limp and brown.
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Fruntkin the short-order chef hazarded a guess.
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'Celery?" he said. He peered closer. "Yeah, celery."
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"It /brown/."
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"'S'right. 'S'right! Ripe celery ort to be brown," said Fruntkin, quickly.
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"Shows it's ripe," he added.
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"It should be /green/."
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"Nah. Yore finking about the tomatoes," said Fruntkin.
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"Yeah, and what's this runny stuff?" said a man in the queue.
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Fruntkin drew himself up to his full height.
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"That," he said, "is the mayonnaisey. Made it myself. Out of a /book/, he
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"Yead, I expect you did," said the man, prodding it. "Clearly oil, eggs
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and vinegar were not involved, right?"
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"Specialitay de lar mayson," said Fruntkin.
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"Right, right," said the man. "Only it's attacking my lettuce."
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"Look--" he began.
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"No, it's all right," said the prospective diner. "The slugs have formed a
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"Er, I was just wondering, Mr Dibbler... what is my motivation for this
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"Motivation?"
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"How about: I'll fire you if you don't do it properly?"
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Magic wasn't difficult. That was the big secret that the whole baroque
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intelligence and enough perseverance could do magic, which was why the
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Because it was as if the human race was a field of corn and magic helped
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the users grow just that bit taller, so that they stood out. That
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attracted the attention of gods and--Victor hesitated--other Things outside
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this world. People who used magic without knowing what they were doing
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All over the entire room, sometimes.
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Sunnink dreadful in there, he thought. Prob'ly tentacled fings that rips
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stands to reason wot comes out ain't going to be pleased to see you. Evil
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creatures wot Man shouldn't wot of, and here's one dog wot don't want to
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"[...] Detritus, throw this bum out!"
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"You haven't heard the last of this, you--you scheming, devious
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WHERE THE FIRST PRIMAL CELL WAS, THERE WAS I ALSO. WHERE MAN IS, THERE AM I. WHEN THE LAST LIFE CRAWLS UNDER FREEZING STARS, THERE WILL I BE.
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I CAN SEE THAT YOU HAVE GOT A LOT TO THINK ABOUT.
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PERHAPS IT'S TIME TO CALL IT A DAY.
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I KNOW WHEN EVERYONE'S HAD ENOUGH.
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