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Who is your daddy and what does he do? He’s a peeping tom. Dave, this conversation can serve no purpose anymore. Goodbye. In case I don’t see ya, good afternoon, good evening, and good night. You’re only supposed to blow the bloody doors off! Of course, I’m a Terminator. You ever eat Tasty Wheat? For tonight we dine in hell. Boil ‘em, mash ‘em, stick ‘em, in a stew. I’m kind of a big deal. I see dead people. Are you not entertained? Here’s looking at you kid. Looking? Found someone, you have, I would say, hmmm. I have come here to chew bubblegum and kick ass. And I’m all out of bubblegum. Frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn. When this baby hits 88 miles per hour you’re gonna see some serious shit. Clever girl. Why so serious? If we don’t come down hard on these clowns, we are going to be up to our *balls* in jugglers! Alrighty then. This is my house, I have to defend it. Go ahead, make my day. The first rule of fight club is, you do not talk about fight club. Ah yes…I was wondering what would break first… Your spirit, or your body? Gentlemen you can’t fight in here! This is the war room. I’m not questioning your powers of observation; I’m merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man who he is. I’m the dude. Where we’re going, we don’t need roads. Houston, we have a problem. They’re taking the hobbits to Isengard. The suspense is terrible… I hope it’ll last. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. Get busy living, or get busy dying. Hasta la vista, baby. Hello cutie pie, one of us is in deep trouble. Now I have a machine gun, ho, ho, ho. Get away from her, you bitch. Reach for the sky. You’re gunna need a bigger boat. Zed’s dead, baby. Zed’s dead. I’ll be back.