My oath of celibacy is on record, Captain.
I’m a criminal. My word don’t mean dick.
Are you dickin’ me around?
Perhaps you would like me to come in there and wash your dick for you, you little shit.
You’re about as useful as a cock-flavored lollipop!
Who loves ya, baby?
Love. You can learn all the math in the ‘Verse, but you take a boat in the air that you don’t love, she’ll shake you off just as sure as the turning of the worlds. Love keeps her in the air when she oughta fall down, tells you she’s hurtin’ 'fore she keens. Makes her a home.
The defendant did commit an adulterous act with a sheep - most distasteful in view of the fact that the sheep was under 18 years old.
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He’s a nut-bag! Just because the fucker’s got a library card doesn’t make him Yoda!
Yoda! You seek Yoda! Help you, I will!
Only the farmers have won. They remain forever. They are like the land itself. You helped rid them of Calvera, the way a strong wind helps rid them of locusts. You’re like the wind - blowing over the land and… passing on. Vaya con dios.
They call the wind Maria.
Now, that’s a name I’ve not heard in a long time. A long time.
Your name is You’re Wanting, and you can’t play the man’s game, you can’t close them, and then tell your wife your troubles. Cause only one thing counts in this world: get them to sign on the line which is dotted. You hear me, you fucking faggots?
I guess you think I’m kicking you, Bob. But it ain’t so. What I’m doing is talking, you hear? I’m talking to all those villains down there in Kansas. I’m talking to all those villains in Missouri. And all those villains down there in Cheyenne. And what I’m saying is there ain’t no whore’s gold. And if there was, how they wouldn’t want to come looking for it anyhow.
Is there some special school where you people go to to learn to talk like that?
Words, words, words, I’m so sick of words! First from him, then from you—is that all you blighters can do?!?
You know you don’t have to act with me, Steve. You don’t have to say anything, and you don’t have to do anything. Not a thing. Oh, maybe just whistle. You know how to whistle, don’t you, Steve?
I teach this shit, I didn’t say I know how to do it.
You mean you never actually flew the plane?
Good heavens, no! I’m a chicken! The Royal Air Force doesn’t let chickens behind the controls of a complex aircraft.