One. I try not to get angry. Two. I don’t always succeed. Three. I have seven more points.
Well, that covers a lot of ground. Say, you cover a lot of ground yourself. You better beat it - I hear they’re going to tear you down and put up an office building where you’re standing. You can leave in a taxi. If you can’t get a taxi, you can leave in a huff. If that’s too soon, you can leave in a minute and a huff.
If you work hard and do as you’re told, you shall sleep in a proper bedroom, have lots to eat, and money to buy chocolates and go for rides in taxis. But if you are naughty and idle, you shall sleep in the back kitchen amongst the black beetles, and be walloped by Mrs. Pearce with a broomstick.
Yeah, well, that sounds like a pretty good deal. But I think I may have a better one. How about, I give you the finger, and you give me my phone call?
What?
You heard me. What you making me repeat myself for?
What?
Hey, you got peanut butter or somethin’ in your ears?
Say ‘what’ again! Say ‘what’ again!! I dare you! I double dare you motherfucker!! Say what one more Goddamn time! !!
My name is Pitt, and you ain’t talkin’ your way outta this shit!
If you’re gonna shoot, shoot. Don’t talk.
Thank you, but I’d rather die behind the chemical sheds.
Why so serious?
I am serious… and don’t call me Shirley.
Any of you guys call me Francis, and I’ll kill you.
Kill me? Lex Luthor? Extinguish the greatest criminal flame of our age? Eradicate the only man on Earth with Superman’s address?
But you ain’t bona fide!
Do you know what “nemesis” means? A righteous infliction of retribution manifested by an appropriate agent. Personified in this case by an 'orrible cunt. Me.
They say that a man with revenge in his heart should dig two graves. One for his enemy and one for himself. I guess mine’s just gonna have to wait.
Are you gonna bark all day, little doggy, or are you gonna bite?