“I have one question, Dr. Frankenstein.”
“That’s ‘Fronkonsteen.’”
“I beg your pardon?”
“My name is pronounced Fron kon steen.”
“Ever think of introducing yourself?” Y.T. says.
“Nah,” he says, "people always forget names. You can just think of me as that one guy, y’know?”
“What’s your name?”
“Pris.”
“Mine’s J. F. Sebastian.”
Where do I fit in? My name is Sean Lange, and you will probably have never heard of me. It’s sad somehow, I always wanted to leave some kind of a legacy in this life, and perhaps to be remembered. Instead, circumstances have arranged it so that this is probably the last time I will ever use that name.
Howdy, stranger. This is Hauser.
If things have gone wrong, I’m talking to myself… and you’ve got a wet towel wrapped around your head.
Whatever your name is, get ready for the big surprise. You are not you. You are me.
I’m… tired. I’ll… nap. Destroy the universe later.
There’s nothing at all the matter with me that twenty hours of sleep won’t fix.
“There’s nothing wrong with you…that I can’t fix…with my hands.”
Even things that aren’t broken can be fixed.
“I’ve just picked up a fault in the AE35 unit. It’s going to go 100% failure in 72 hours.”
Let the moon’s shining light, hide two lovers in its rays… Though I know that dawn will set, us on course for separate ways… I will hold this night in memory for all my living days… Now unmasked, I feel you skin on mine.
“Even a man who is pure in heart
and says his prayers by night
may become a wolf when the wolfbane blooms
and the autumn moon is bright.”
There’s a reason we’ve never gone back to the moon.
RIPLEY
I was reamed, steamed and
dry-cleaned by you guys…and
now you want me to go back out
there? Forget it.
“We met less than a week ago and in that time I’ve done nothing but lie and cheat and betray you. I know. But if you give me a chance…all I want is to protect you. To be near you. For as long as I’m able.”
Kiva had been struck by a realization that, if not exactly an epiphany, was certainly enough to make her stop in her tracks: Either she was going to have to become less fundamentally selfish, or she was going to have to find a way to make others less so.
No. I am a stupid selfish man. Always have been. I should have made you go.
Damn you, sir. You will try.
“Do. Or do not. There is no try.”
“Put more… stuff in the thing stuff goes in.”
“Your funeral, pal.”