I’m going to try hard not to understand the implications of that.
Now you try to understand, Beau, we had to try to lead you on. Our cause is worth the price of everthin’!
I hate Illinois Nazis!
I hate, I hate, I HATE PETER PAN!
Every one of you hates every one of us, and we hate you right back. Let’s get at it.
I love dead… hate living.
We belong dead.
Death is not the worst. There are things more horrible than death.
Do you have life insurance? Cuz if you do, you could always use a little more. Am I right or am I right or am I right, right, right, right?
Insurance? Shit. I never been insured in my life. I don’t believe in insurance. There’s no risk.
But it is dark upstairs and I am frightened of the dark. Will anyone go with me?
Alright, I’ll go in there for Dorothy. Wicked Witch or no Wicked Witch. Guards or no guards, I’ll tear 'em apart. There’s just one thing I want you guys to do…talk me out of it.
Have fun stormin’ da castle.
I haven’t kept the Great Bitch in the keep for ten years out of passionate attachment.
I know how to defend my own keep.
Not this time, Gal. Not this time. Not this fucking time. No. No no no no no no no no no! No! No no no no no no no no no no no no no! No! Not this fucking time! No fucking way! No fucking way, no fucking way, no fucking way! You’ve made me look a right cunt!
Lighten up, Francis.
You can have my gun when you pry it from my cold, dead fingers.
You can do that?
They look like good strong hands, don’t they?