Let’s go now. I’m ready to go now. Why wait? Early bird gathers no moss. Rolling stone catches the worm, right?
I’ve been waiting for you. What took you so long?
You’re still here? It’s over, go home. Oh, you’re expecting a teaser for Deadpool 2. Well, we don’t have that kind of money. Were you expecting Sam Jackson to show up with an eye patch and a saucy little leather number? Go! Go…
Before we let you leave, your commander must cross that field, present himself before this army, put his head between his legs, and kiss his own arse.
Correction, sir. I lost both legs. I did not die.
It’s just a flesh wound.
During the night, old Perkins got his leg bitten sort of… off.
Kenneth: Is everyone there dead?
Steve: Or dead-ish
Please don’t wake my friend. He’s dead tired.
You killed my brother!
- Sully, do you remember when I promised to kill you last?
- Yeah, Matrix, I do!
- I lied.
He never told lies, he never took drugs, and he never cheated on anyone.
…'cause he sounds like a drag.
When a gay man has way too much fashion sense for one gender he is a drag queen.
Milan, darling. Milan. Supermodels. Heh! Nothing super about them… spoiled, stupid little stick figures with poofy lips who think only about themselves. Feh! I used to design for gods!
I’ve got 24 hours to get rid of this… bozo, or the entire scheme I’ve been setting up for 18 years goes up in smoke, and YOU ARE WEARING HIS MERCHANDISE?
I like clowns, but they should be funny. It’s a clown’s business being funny.
[OK, this one’s too obvious, but…] I’m funny how, I mean funny like I’m a clown, I amuse you?
You know, I am actually offended by your accusization, you understand?
Lighten up, Francis.