the sandman: a game of you

a game of you reminds me of wizard of oz... or even alice in wonderland....

stuff of dreams.
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WANDA: I am not a man.

GEORGE: Maybe not to you, you're not. But you've got the uh, you know. Male nasty thing.

WANDA: Listen: I've had electrolysis. I'm taking hormones. All that's left is just a little lump of flesh; but all that doesn't matter... inside I'm a woman.

GEORGE: She doesn't think so. And to be honest uh well even if you had uh had the operation it wouldn't make much difference to the uh moon. It's chromosomes as much as uh anything. It's like uh gender isn't something you can pick and choose as uh far as gods are concerned.

WANDA: Well, that's something the gods can take and stuff up their sacred recta. I know what I am.

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BARBARA: But she has to be stopped.
MORPHEUS: Why?

BARBARA: Well, she's dangerous. She's evil.

MORPHEUS: Dangerous? Perhaps. But evil? She acts according to her nature. Is that evil?

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DORA: God gives you a body, it's your duty to do well by it. He makes you a boy, you dress in blue, He makes you a girl, you dress in pink. You mustn't go trying to change things.

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BARBARA: ... Everybody has a secret world inside of them. I mean everybody. All of the people in the whole world -- no matter how dull and boring they are on the outside. Inside them they've all got unimaginable, magnificent, wonderful, stupid, amazing worlds... Not just one world. Hundreds of them. Thousands, maybe.

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BARBARA: And if there's a moral there, I don't know what it is, save maybe that we should take out goodbyes whenever we can. And that's all.