No more cameras. No more props. No more Games. He needs to see my eyes when I kill him
I want to watch the life slip from your eyes.
You will make my strength your own, and see my life through your eyes, as your life will be seen through mine.
History is entirely created by the person who tells the story.
That’s not true!
It is true, you… pompous ass!
I am not putting me donkey outside when I am sad, okay?
Well, so much for “noble steed.”
“Courage” is being scared to death. . .and saddling up anyway.
Hey, mister, settle a bet. Do you work for the local funeral parlor?
Oh, yeah. He’s as dead as Julius Caesar… Would you rather it was you?
I won’t be wronged. I won’t be insulted. I won’t be laid a-hand on. I don’t do these things to other people and I require the same from them.
And to answer your question, pal, why am I here? I came here because Mitch and Murray asked me to. They asked me for a favor. I said the real favor, follow my advice and fire your fucking ass, because a loser is a loser!
I could’ve been a contender.
Adria-a-a-a-a-a-n!
You know, I used to think that you were the best thing that ever happened to me, but now I think that you might maybe be the worst thing. And I’m sorry that I ever met you.
Because. When I watch you eat. When I see you asleep. When I look at you lately, I just want to smash your face in.
I’m looking at your face, and I just want to smash it.
I just remembered, I have an appointment with a headache.
Atsa funny, I have a haddock too.
We’re gonna need a bigger boat!