Let the Games Begin

Under the Dome 1×10

& Rennie: The town clerk’s office got record. I’ll, uh... go check it out.
    Barbie: You mean, so you can... you can bury your secrets and leave mine out there in the open for the world to see.
    Rennie: You think I’d screw you over?
    Barbie: You’re a used car salesman, Jim...

& Max: Say somebody needs eggs for his family and he’s got some spare batteries. He comes in here, tries his luck. If he wins, he trades up. If he loses... I win.
    Barbie: Uh... people are already bartering around town.
    Max: Yeah, that’s for needs. In here, it’s about vices.

& Agatha: That’s my daughter Maxine. Now do me a favor and drop that gun that’s tucked in the back of your belt. Slowly. Okay. Maxine didn’t learn to be the way she is from her father...

& Max: The rules are simple: there aren’t any. There’s no rounds, no time limits. You fight till you lose. May the best man win.

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& Agatha: Neither of us will ever forget the real Chester’s Mill. The sharp teeth behind the friendly smile.
    Rennie: Well, there are teeth behind the smile. It’s the only way to get things done.

& Agatha: So, what are you planning on doing with me?
    Rennie: My experience has been that with a little patience, the world reveals the right course of action.

& Norrie: Hey, look. The caterpillar’s in a cocoon now.
    Joe: It’s actually a chrysalis.
    Norrie: He’s a nerd.

& Junior: And you think I’m supposed to be part of this, too?

& Norrie: Oh, my God. It’s the pink stars.
    Joe: And they’re making constellations.
    Angie: It’s... beautiful.
    Junior: But... what does it mean?
Ω Very good question. And, most importantly, on time.
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