Director's Cut and Paste, Revisited, Part 1

Forks over knives shattered where the heart is frozen. Great expectations love me or leave me home alone. What lies beneath the notebook can't buy me love without leaving a forwarding address back to the future. Before night falls, sense and sensibility climb an angry mountain to kill a mockingbird for love. The birds take the lead, homeward bound. One flew over the cuckoo's nest to catch a thief. Stolen kisses fly away home, up the spiral staircase. Wings of desire smile for your eyes only. Places in the heart return to me with your permission, face to face. (Each line is a separate movie title.)