Yeah, it was the day the Prairie Dogs lost the big playoff game. Riley missed the winning shot. She felt awful. She wanted to quit. Sorry, I went sad again, didn't I?
Why do you think your people made me?
If you're from Africa, why are you white?
I've always believed in numbers, in equations, in logics that lead to reason. But after a lifetime of such pursuits, I ask: What truly is logic? Who decides reason?
We don't need two cars, we have a car. Not one of those cheap new things made of chromium and spit, an Isotta-Fraschini. Have you ever heard of Isotta-Fraschini?
You've come to fight as free men... and free men you are. What will you do with that freedom? Will you fight?
If you're the Devil, why not make the straps disappear?
Lots of chocolate for me to eat! Lots of coal makin' lots of heat! Warm face, warm hands, warm feet! Oh, wouldn't it be loverly?
Is this the gentleman who crashed through Victor Maitland's window? Who disabled an unmarked unit with a banana?
I'll be older than you when I get out of this place. If I get out. Are you listening to me?
Eh, what's up, Doc? Jumpin' without a parachute? Kinda dangerous, ain't it?
Why so serious?
Vito, how do you like my little angel? Isn't she beautiful?
You do the math. You solve one problem... and you solve the next one... and then the next. And if you solve enough problems, you get to come home. All right, questions?
Are you saying it's from the future?
General Dyer, is it correct that you ordered your troops to fire at the thickest part of the crowd?
But it ain't all buttons and charts, little albatross. You know what the first rule of flying is?
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