Eve Kendall: I'm a big girl. Roger Thornhill: Yeah, and in all the right places, too.
North by NorthwestRoger Thornhill: I don't think I caught your name. The Professor: I don't think I pitched it.
North by NorthwestYou’re my true north. No compass would point me in any other direction but to you.
Crashing Back DownThe moon hangs alien, heavy, like a lock on a door; the door is tightly shut. ("The North")
The Dragon: Fifteen StoriesA cold wind was blowing from the north, and it made the trees rustle like living things.
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