Malkavian said:Yer. I agree.
Lord's quote is from Zardoz.
X: The big deal is dope, you got it?
Y: If you wanna be a dealer, you gotta start as a delivery boy, see?
X: This delivery boy business is real bullshit. The time it takes being a delivery boy, then security and then manager, is way too long.
Y: What you gonna do? You've gotta wait for them to die...
X: No way! I'll do it just like ______ did: you gotta whack everyone and that's it!
I'm too old for this sort of thing. Just wake me up when the planet's destroyed
Was going to see it at Doc Films, the UofC's student theater, but did not have time.Kharn said:
[at the Supermarket]
X: Did you find everything you needed?
Y: I am just missing some condoms. I didn't find my size.
There was this voodoo-girl who game me this beak. Well, it was a beak, but it's half a beak now. Anyway, it has something to do with virility or something, so I thought I'd give it to you, since you haven't been feeling all that well lately.
X: I find this very difficult to understand. I thought I was the only one in authority to order the use of nuclear weapons.
Y: That's right sir. You are the only person authorized to do so but it's beginning to look like z exceeded his authority.
X: I keep seeing these people, all recognizing each other. Something is passing between them all, some secret. It's a conspiracy, I know it.
Y: There can't be a conspiracy!
X: Matthew, I'm telling you something is going on here.
X: Y, can you hear me? Y?
Y: Yes, I can hear you.
X: What was your special order?
Y: You read it. I thought it was clear.
X: What was it?
Y: Bring back life form. Priority One. All other priorities rescinded.
X: It's the damn company. What about our lives, you son of a bitch?
Y: I repeat, all other priorities are rescinded.
X: How do we kill it Y? There got to be a way of killing it, how - HOW do we do it?
X: You can't.
Y: That's bullshit.
X: You still don't understand what you're dealing with, do you? Perfect organism. Its structural perfection is matched only by its hostility.
Z: You admire it.
Y: I admire its purity. A survivor... unclouded by conscience, remorse, or delusions of morality.
Z: Look, I am, I've heard enough of this, and I'm asking you to pull the plug.
Y: [X goes to disconnect Y, who interrupts] Last word.
X: What?
Y: I can't lie to you about your chances, but... [Y smiles] you have my sympathies.
This ship is equipped with a forward-mounted, twenty-millimeter electric cannon. Its six barrels are capable of firing four thousand rounds of ammunition per minute. And that, gentlemen, is one hell of a shit-storm in anybody's language!
X: Y, can you hear me? Y?
Y: Yes, I can hear you.
X: What was your special order?
Y: You read it. I thought it was clear.
X: What was it?
Y: Bring back life form. Priority One. All other priorities rescinded.
X: It's the damn company. What about our lives, you son of a bitch?
Y: I repeat, all other priorities are rescinded.
X: How do we kill it Y? There got to be a way of killing it, how - HOW do we do it?
X: You can't.
Y: That's bullshit.
X: You still don't understand what you're dealing with, do you? Perfect organism. Its structural perfection is matched only by its hostility.
Z: You admire it.
Y: I admire its purity. A survivor... unclouded by conscience, remorse, or delusions of morality.
Z: Look, I am, I've heard enough of this, and I'm asking you to pull the plug.
Y: [X goes to disconnect Y, who interrupts] Last word.
X: What?
Y: I can't lie to you about your chances, but... [Y smiles] you have my sympathies.
This ship is equipped with a forward-mounted, twenty-millimeter electric cannon. Its six barrels are capable of firing four thousand rounds of ammunition per minute. And that, gentlemen, is one hell of a shit-storm in anybody's language!
EyeMaster7 said:Alone in the dark
X: I've walked a white line my entire life, I'm not about to screw that up.
Y: White line's in the middle of the road, that's the worst place to drive.
They LiveJohn Uskglass said:X: I've walked a white line my entire life, I'm not about to screw that up.
Y: White line's in the middle of the road, that's the worst place to drive.
"Call me Ishmael"
Go back to your fancy cars, and your big bank accounts, and your celebrity friends, and your beautiful women, and Victoria Silvestedt, Playmate of the Year... FUCK!
Atilla the Professor? He was never giddy, even when he was a schoolbooy.
"Actually, I'm just a friar, so I can curse all I want... damnit."
You're a fucking ugly bitch. I want to stab you to death, and then play around with your blood.