Pain don’t hurt.
Duly noted! Look, I promise when this is over, we’ll all go camping, OK?
This one time, at band camp …
Hold on! No fuckin’ way! You fuckin’ notice this? I got fuckin’ shot! I got fuckin’ shot in the face! I went and got the fuckin’ money. I got shot fuckin’ picking it up! I’ve been up for thirty-six fuckin’ hours! I’m taking’ that fuckin’ car! That fucker’s mine, you fuckin’ asshole!
Oh man, I shot Marvin in the face.
Ohh. Oh, Fritz? Fritz, get up for God’s sake! Get up! They’ve killed Fritz! They’ve killed Fritz! Those lousy stinking yellow fairies! Those horrible atrocity-filled vermin! Take that! Take that! They killed Fritz!
If there’s one thing I hate, it’s to be mistaken for somebody else.
Do you really believe that you’re Santa Claus?
You know what I’m going to get you next Christmas, Mom? A big wooden cross – so that every time you feel unappreciated for your sacrifices, you can climb on up and nail yourself to it!
FuckmeSantafuckmeSantafuckmeSanta. . .
Son of a bitch!
Well, fuck me gently with a chainsaw! Do I look like Mother Teresa?
I don’t know if I ever told you this before, but I think you’re just about the keenest girl in the whole school!
You know, Clark, there are very few people left in the world these days who sound comfortable saying that word.
Stiff, stiffie, Mr. Mortis, rigor mortis has set in, flesh rocket, Jack’s magic beanstalk, tall Tommy, mushroom on a stick, Mr. Mushroomhead, purple-headed yogurt slinger… and, uh, Pedro.
Uh-oh, it’s the return of the bald avenger!
He had a full head of hair then. We were a bit like college students, trying to figure everything out.
Listen, Mr. Luthor, maybe this guy that flies is just sort of passing through, you know?
It’s amazing that brain can generate enough power to keep those legs moving.
Power is everything! Without it, they don’t talk to us, they don’t correct their trajectory, they don’t turn the heat shield around… we’ve gotta turn everything off, now.