I wish either my father or my mother, or indeed both of them, as they were in duty both equally bound to it, had minded what they were about when they begot me.
My point is that you have to think for yourself. If your parents told you that chocolate was dangerous would you take their word for it?
You can’t run a chocolate factory with a family hanging over you like an old, dead goose.
Do you believe in interspecies dating?
It’s life, Captain, but not life as we know it.
You still don’t understand what you’re dealing with, do you? Perfect organism. Its structural perfection is matched only by its hostility.
First of all, keep him out of the light, he hates bright light, especially sunlight, it’ll kill him. Second, don’t give him any water, not even to drink. But the most important rule, the rule you can never forget, no matter how much he cries, no matter how much he begs, never feed him after midnight.
I say we take off and nuke the entire site from orbit. It’s the only way to be sure.
That is the island of Manhattan, Councilman. Until I’m certain my team can’t hold it, I will not order a nuclear strike against a civilian population.
Are you a god?
Yes! Yes, I am!
The priests say that Pharaoh is a god. But you are not a god.
I’m A god. Not THE god.
I yam what I yam and that’s all that I yam.
I am, that I am.
My mother is the goddess of wisdom and battle strategy. Do you know what that means? I always win.
Mother! Oh God, mother! Blood! Blood!
Mother of God! Is this the end of Rico?
It’s a tragedy of Elizabethan proportions.
This is not a psychotic breakdown; it’s a cleansing moment of clarity.