Yeah, well, you know, that's just like, uh, your opinion, man.
What’s in the box? What’s in the fucking box?
This guy's methodical, exacting, and worst of all, patient.
Ernest Hemingway once wrote, "The world is a fine place and worth fighting for." I agree with the second part.
I love you, but sooner or later, you're going to have to face the fact you're a goddamn moron.
You're no messiah. You're a movie of the week. You're a fucking t-shirt, at best.
Wanting people to listen, you can't just tap them on the shoulder anymore. You have to hit them with a sledgehammer, and then you'll notice you've got their strict attention.
That rug really tied the room together.
Detective. Detective. DETECTIVE! You're looking for me.