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Threesome Thursday: Top 3 Pixar Partnerships

Our first Threesome Thursday is inspired by the fact that earlier this week I watched Finding Nemo with the gorgeous @shellzii to help cheer her up. When I say I watched it with her, she was at her house and I was at my house and we tweeted our favourite lines and moments to each other. I'm sure everyone else found it very annoying ;)

So here are my top 3 Pixar Partnerships


1. Dory & Marlin (Finding Nemo)

The relationship that builds between these two is so incredibly beautiful. Its a platonic friendship that is so innocent and pure and brings out the absolute best in both of them. I am slightly biased towards this pair up because Dory is my spirit animal! Here are some of the top moments of the film followed by one of the saddest moments of any film ever, it breaks my heart every time.





"No. No, you can't... STOP. Please don't go away. Please? No one's ever stuck with me for so long before. And if you leave... if you leave... I just, I remember things better with you. I do, look. P. Sherman, forty-two... forty-two... I remember it, I do. It's there, I know it is, because when I look at you, I can feel it. And-and I look at you, and I... and I'm home. Please... I don't want that to go away. I don't want to forget" 

*tif bursts into all the tears*



2. Wall-E & Eve (Wall-E)

I'm not sure how, but these two characters who hardly speak a word of dialogue for the whole movie, are able to capture exactly what it means to love and be loved. The connection they share is so lovely.




3. Buzz & Woody (Toy Story 1, 2 & 3)

Buzz and Woody are the ultimate tale of opposites finding common ground and forging a friendship despite adversity. With little in common they learn that our differences can be what brings us together. Also, they are so damn hilarious! This is my favourite scene from any of the three movies.



Honorary mentions go to Mike & Sully and Boo & Sully (both from Monsters Inc), Mr & Mrs Incredible (The Incredibles) and Remy & Alfredo Linguini (Ratatouille). 


Who's your favourite Pixar duo? Is it one of the ones above or another wacky twosome?

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