Wake up, Ben. Hey, rise and shine, big boy. How you feeling?
Where am I?
Back on Earth. We’re in quarantine. Victor’s medical facility.
Oh, they’re fine. Everybody else is fine.
What’s wrong with me?
I swear to you, Ben, they’ve done everything humanly possible. The best plastic surgeons in the world are here, Ben. You had the best.
[Johnny picks up a hand mirror on the bed table before Ben can reach it, reluctant to give it to him]
Give me that mirror.
I don’t think if that’s a good idea. They said the shock alone…
I said, give me that goddamn mirror!
Okay, Ben. Just be strong.
[Ben grabs it from him. Then slowly raises it to look and see that he’s totally normal]
Unfortunately, the doctors just couldn’t do anything to fix your face.
All of you people, blocking the intersection, you’re all idiots.
Rail Crossing Crowd #1:
You’re the one that threw the dude’s car at her. And what’s with the train?
Rail Crossing Crowd #2:
Why didn’t you just go straight up in the air with the car? You’ve obviously injured that poor woman.
Rail Crossing Crowd #3:
She’s right. She should sue you.
Okay. Well, you should sue McDonald’s, ‘cause they fucked you up.
Get your stinking hands off me, you damn dirty human!
[to his sons]
There are three types of people in this world: sheep, wolves, and sheepdogs. Some people prefer to believe that evil doesn’t exist in the world, and if it ever darkened their doorstep, they wouldn’t know how to protect themselves. Those are the sheep.
Then you’ve got predators who use violence to prey on the weak. They’re the wolves.
And then there are those blessed with the gift of aggression, an overpowering need to protect the flock. These men are the rare breed who live to confront the wolf. They are the sheepdog.
[to Harper, while arguing with Cathy]
Can we have a… a-a-a minute, please ?
No, you can’t.
I would like to talk to Jack alone.
This is geopolitics. It’s not couples therapy.
Daddy, look at that big ugly alligator
Buford T. Justice:
That reminds me; I gotta call yo’ mama tonight.
What are we, fucking Vikings?
Are you trying to find my daddy?
Uh, yeah I am, sweetheart. I just want your daddy to be safe.
Hope you don’t catch him.