Maybe your awesome-tastical gift can cheer me up.
Is that a tasp in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?
Right now, he must be a happy little maniac.
And at the top where, like socially-attuned Shipwreck Kellys, even tremor and vibration threatens to dislodge the wealthy, powerful, and titled from their flagpoles he was considered a menace; a heretic; a rebel; a disgrace; a peril. He was known down the line, to the very heart-meat core, but the important reactions were high above and far below. At the very top, at the very bottom.
So his file was turned over, along with his time - card and his cardioplate, to the Office of the Ticktockman.
Big Brother Is Watching You.
“Happy goldfish bowl to you, to me, to everyone, and may each of you fry in hell forever. Arrest rescinded.”
“I only know you got the wrong man.”
“Information Transit got the wrong man. I got the right man. The wrong one was delivered to me as the right man, I accepted him on good faith as the right man. Was I wrong?”
There are degrees of justice, Elijah. When the lesser is incompatible with the greater, the lesser must give way.
Have no fear, Eloise. One of things the FIA is in charge of is running the maximum security prisons. Whatever happens, I’ve seen to it that the only way those StateSec ringleaders will ever get out of prison until they’ve served their sentence is in body bags. Every single one of their cells comes equipped with concealed poison gas containers.
There are 17 ways out of this cell. No, sorry, 18.
I am sorry to have to inform you… that he is himself, all right.
A niche in time saves Stein.
Well, we’ve lost enough time for one day. We still have work to do.
Ah, chicaboog noon-eeg Solo. Tah keeng sa leeng ah pak mugglah, peeska chatah: may now kung bantha poodoo!
Speaking was the wrong choice. I see that now.
“Jonas. You, of all people. Precision of language, please!”
Ah, mediocre!
He chose…poorly.
I offer you immortality or instant death!
Murderers don’t fit in society of immortals.