North, South. Ah nuts to this. I'm going to take a short cut. Marge:
Homer, no, you're going to get lost
Trust me, Marge, with today's modern cars you can't get lost. What with all the silicon chips and such. (later) Homer:
Alright, we're here! Let us never speak of the shortcut again.
"The two boys stood at the front gate for three minutes before facing each other. There was an unsaid vow that stated that neither of them would ever mention this incident ever again." "...I'll say this... The principal offenders were Junpei and Ryoji. We were forced to commit the crime, against our will. We were victims too. ...... ...Now please, do not mention it ever again./I was forced to commit the crime against my will. Im a victim too. So it wasnt on purpose. Please. You, of all people, have to believe me."
"This is our secret... you guys better take it to the grave."
(after having her being brainwashed into loving a giant boulder reversed) Let us never speak of this again. Later Rarity:
(When her falling in love with a boulder is mentioned again) I thought we agreed never to speak of that again.
'"Not another word about this...EVER!!!" "If anybody ever asks, there were fifty of them. And they were...rattlesnakes."
Skipper: We take this shame to our graves.
Jesse: You know how you have those experiences you remember and reminisce about for the rest of your life?
This isn't one of those. Let's never discuss this ever again.
"Can I pay you to pretend this never happened?"
"Now let's all agree/To never be creative again"
Applejack: Well, I...he could have sabotaged me. I don't think we should rule that out.
Rarity: We really should notify the authorities.
Applejack: Wait, who are the authorities? Blueblood is royalty, ain't he?
Rarity: Well, the princess...surely...Dash, did the princess have an insurance policy on the castle?
Rainbow Dash: A big one!
Twilight Sparkle: She also hates the gala.
Rarity: Oh. [deadpan] Well. Good work team, we cracked the caper.
And now let's never speak of it again.
Peter: I...uh...I do-I don't know what to do now. I...I don't have the parenting skills necessary to deal with this.
Meg: I say we never speak of this again.
If I hear any more language like that from you, young lady, you're in for a jolly good smacked bottom! (goes back inside the TARDIS, leaving a horrified Twelfth Doctor behind)
Twelfth Doctor: Can we just pretend that that never happened?
Bill Potts: I'm a broad-minded girl! I mean, I know we have this whole professor/student thing going on...
Twelfth Doctor: Can we just... never, ever talk about this again?
Yeah, I hope we talk about it loads! (starts to smile)
I hope we spend years
laughing about it. Come back alive.
Be here when I do.
Pink Diamond: Wait. There's one last thing I need to do.
No one can ever
find out we did this. I never want to look back. So, for my last order to you as a Diamond
, please... let's never speak of this again. No one can know.
Groot: [holds up a severed human toe]
Rocket: ...tell me you guys have a refrigerator somewhere with a bunch of severed human toes...
Yondu: [shakes head]
: Okay, then let's just agree to never discuss this.
Joe has a brief, mad notion that the tiny clockwork robots have taken flight, and wonders if this means he has committed some sort of robbery or been an artificial midwife.
"I have no idea, Joseph," Bill Friend says, and Joe realizes he must have spoke aloud, "but one point on which I am very clear is that we should retire to the bloody pub
and never speak of this day again."
You can't have a rainbow without Reyn, baby! Melia:
Dunban, I think you need to have a talk with Reyn. Dunban:
No. Let's pretend it didn't happen.
"Don't tell nobody about this. This shit is between me, you, and Mr. Soon-To-Be-Living-The-Rest-of-His-Short-Ass-Life-In-Agonizing-Pain Rapist here. It ain't nobody else's business." [Helga stumbles across Principal Wartz wearing a sombrero and serape while shaking maracas and singing "La Cucaracha" in the school hallway. There is a Beat.] Principal Wartz
: Are you attempting to leave the school grounds without permission, Miss Pataki? Helga
: Are you
attempting to dance the flamenco, Principal Wartz? [Beat] Principal Wartz
: ...this moment never happened. Helga
: Gotcha. [They walk in opposite directions without another word.]
"Don't worry, Cindy! We'll pretend this never happened. You know, like the time we got drunk and went down on each other!" "Alright, that little detour was a complete waste of my time and effort, so let's move on and pretend that nonsense never happened."
Mabel: [after knocking an orc out with a chair] Is he okay?
: He's magic, sweetheart. I'm sure he's fine. [to Grenda] There are no cops in the forest. We take this to our graves.
"One dollar... and we never talk of this day again."