Moral tomorrow, comedy tonight!
It was the best night of my life!
You’re strangely dressed for a knight.
You’re a little short for a stormtrooper.
He’s an angry elf.
I have never been more relaxed in my life. If I were any more relaxed, I’d be dead!
Do they have clubs for you people?
Man, I see in Fight Club the strongest and smartest men who’ve ever lived. I see all this potential, and I see it squandered. God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables – slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don’t need. We’re the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our great war is a spiritual war. Our great depression is our lives. We’ve all been raised on television to believe that one day we’d all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars, but we won’t. And we’re slowly learning that fact. And we’re very, very pissed off.
Aye, fight and you may die. Run, and you’ll live…at least a while.
All right, I’ll go in there for Dorothy. Wicked Witch or no Wicked Witch, guards or no guards, I’ll tear them apart. I may not come out alive, but I’m going in there. There’s only one thing I want you fellows to do.
Does it involve pushing him out there and then running the other way?
I am Spartacus!
From now on you shall be called Brian that is called Brian.
He’s not the Messiah. He’s a very naughty boy!
What we have here is a failure to communicate.
Failure is not an option!
I ain’t got to time to bleed.
I can’t really see it. It’s like the Mississippi River down there. Doesn’t feel like it’s in one piece, I can tell you that much. It’s gotta come out of there. Give me some more of that gauze.
Oh man, it’s a mean scene around here, man. There’s blood on the floor of this joint every night.
Drink some of this, Michael. Be one of us.