You earned it. You won’t get anything from me you don’t earn.
Good night, sweet prince. May flights of devils wing you to your rest.
You have a habit of upsetting your commander.
Science or no science, a girl’s got to get her hair done.
Oh God, make me fruitful.
A hundred and twenty-two children for that idiot, and not one for–
It’s the smell. I feel saturated by it. I can taste your stink and every time I do, I fear that I’ve somehow been infected by it.
Truer words have never been spoken. I’ll advise you all to send final messages to your loved ones, and make sure your wills are in order.
It is an important and popular fact that things are not always what they seem. For instance, on the planet Earth, man had always assumed that he was more intelligent than dolphins because he had achieved so much – the wheel, New York, wars and so on – while all the dolphins had ever done was muck about in the water having a good time. But conversely, the dolphins had always believed that they were far more intelligent than man, for precisely the same reasons. Curiously enough, the dolphins had long known of the impending destruction of the planet Earth and had made many attempts to alert mankind to the danger; but most of their communications were misinterpreted as amusing attempts to punch footballs or whistle for tidbits, so they eventually gave up and left the Earth by their own means shortly before the Vogons arrived. The last ever dolphin message was misinterpreted as a surprisingly sophisticated attempt to do a double-backward somersault through a hoop while whistling “The Star-Spangled Banner”, but in fact, the message was this: So long, and thanks for all the fish!
Whales liked to be talked to–roared at–though there was little chance they understood more than tone of voice.
The only tool diplomacy has is language. It is of the utmost importance that the meaning be crystal clear.
Just now. We’re at now now.
People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but actually from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint - it’s more like a big ball of wibbly wobbly… time-y wimey… stuff.
Okay, wait. If you guys are really us, what number are we thinking of?
Umm… That is kind of private, actually.
Cat got your tongue?
Now look at me. Look at me! I won’t go out there and say that stupid line one more time.
“Do you have a personal interest in keeping the Baluit crest cats from becoming extinct?”
Hold on a second. This installation has a substantial dollar value attached to it. Okay, I know this is an emotional moment for all of us, I know that. But let’s not make snap judgments, please.
“Elvis is telling us to do a hula about a chicken!”
“No, he’s not.”