I know things. For instance, there are 108 beads in a Catholic rosary and there are 108 stitches in a baseball.
Those are primes! 2,3,5,7, those are all prime numbers and there’s no way that’s a natural phenomenon!
You are exceptionally odd.
I believe in a long prolonged derangement of the senses to attain the unknown… Although I live in the subconscious, our pale reason hides the infinite from us.
My God! It’s full of stars!
Roseberg said something about a galaxy on Orion’s belt. What’s he talking about, Frank?
I’ll tell you what I’m talking about. I’m no girl - I’m a woman. Do you hear me? I’m not your wife, or your mother, or even your mistress. I am your employee, and as such I expect to be treated equally, with a little dignity and a little respect!
Deserves got nothing to do with it.
Do you think they should deserve to die?
Pain don’t hurt.
You don’t seem to want to accept the fact you’re dealing with an expert in guerrilla warfare, with a man who’s the best, with guns, with knives, with his bare hands. A man who’s been trained to ignore pain, ignore weather, to live off the land, to eat things that would make a billy goat puke. In Vietnam his job was to dispose of enemy personnel. To kill! Period! Win by attrition.
Did you hear about the Tanaka clan? You’re gonna get your head cut off.
No, it wasn’t my head. No, it wasn’t my hands. It was my… my misunderstanding.
Yes, well, apparently you were a little… drunk at your tutorial today.
Did you bugger the Bursar?
Fuck. Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck and fuck! Fuck, fuck and bugger! Bugger, bugger, buggerty buggerty buggerty, fuck, fuck, arse!
Supercallifragilisticexpialidocious!
Maniacal laugh… maniacal laugh…
It’s alive!
Number Five is alive!