What the hell are you looking at, you little ginger-haired fucker?
There's the television. It's all right there - all right there. Look, listen, kneel, pray. Commercials! We're not productive anymore. We don't make things anymore. It's all automated. What are we for then? We're consumers
There's no right, there's no wrong, there's only popular opinion.
Anybody accidentally kills anybody in a fight, they go to jail. It's called manslaughter. I think all that lethal weapon horseshit is just an excuse so you dancers never have to get in a real fight.
- You are real, right?
- I'm as real as a donut, motherfucker.
- My buddy and his dog killed two of them and, no shit, I torched the last one.
- Yeah, I burnt her ass to a crisp.
I want the future to be unknown. I want to become a whole person.