The things you own end up owning you.
- Do you really think you have a chance against us, Mr. Cowboy?
- Yippee-ki-yay, motherfucker.
It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything.
Nine million terrorists in the world and I gotta kill one with smaller feet than my sister.
This is your life and it's ending one minute at a time.
- Attention, whoever you are, this channel is reserved for emergency calls only.
- No fucking shit, lady! Does it sound like I'm ordering a pizza?
Listen up, maggots. You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You're the same decaying organic matter as everything else.