What are your qualifications?
Ah. Well… I attended Juilliard… I’m a graduate of the Harvard business school. I travel quite extensively. I lived through the Black Plague and had a pretty good time during that. I’ve seen the EXORCIST ABOUT A HUNDRED AND SIXTY-SEVEN TIMES, AND IT KEEPS GETTING FUNNIER EVERY SINGLE TIME I SEE IT… NOT TO MENTION THE FACT THAT YOU’RE TALKING TO A DEAD GUY… NOW WHAT DO YOU THINK? You think I’m qualified?
Novice Punk Nick:
Dimitri is a god. I hear he tracked them down to Oregon, and when Rose tried to put up a fight, he handed her ass.
And what was left of that ass got chewed up by headmistress Kirova…
[Arriving to the conversation and interrupting Mason]
Ooh, surely you have something more interesting to discuss than my ass.
I am through with just snapping my fingers and getting my way.
Coffee Shop Waitress:
Uh, no breakfast after 11.
[snaps fingers and clock turns back from 11 to 10:55]
My absolutely last thing!
People should not be afraid of their governments. Governments should be afraid of their people.
I bet your parents taught you that you mean something, that you’re here for a reason. My parents taught me a different lesson, dying in the gutter for no reason at all… They taught me the world only makes sense if you force it to.
Tell me something I can hold on to forever and never let go.
Kids these days are really spoilt… its like ’mummy, I want a playstation, mummy, I want you to kill that man’…
On the day of my judgment, when I stand before God, and He asks me why did I kill one of his true miracles, what am I gonna say? That it was my job? My job?
You tell God the Father it was a kindness you done. I know you hurtin’ and worryin’, I can feel it on you, but you oughta quit on it now. Because I want it over and done. I do. I’m tired, boss. Tired of bein’ on the road, lonely as a sparrow in the rain. Tired of not ever having me a buddy to be with, or tell me where we’s coming from or going to, or why. Mostly I’m tired of people being ugly to each other. I’m tired of all the pain I feel and hear in the world everyday. There’s too much of it. It’s like pieces of glass in my head all the time. Can you understand?
Yes, John. I think I can.