Ándale

Mr. Mercedes 2x5

Bill: The truth of it is, none of it makes any fucking sense.
Jerome: But?
Bill: I can't shake the idea that that's where the truth is.

Jerome: Can I ask you something? Without you going off on me?
Bill: You can ask... no guarantees.

Bill: Purpose, right? I want a serial-killing, ice-cream fuck to crawl out from his vegetative crypt because it beats the shit out of playing Scrabble? Is that it?

Ida: Listen, in our day, we at least used to pass notes. These kids just sit there and stare at these things.

Ida: Oh, teaching English?
Elliot: Our mother tongue, in the age of emojis.

Montez: I need a case, Felix. And no one's been thoughtful enough to slaughter an entire family or thrill-kill a bunch of white women lately.

Montez: Ándale, Doctor. Make your medical magic bullshit happen.

Silas: In fact, the majority of human communication, especially in groups, is nonverbal.
Holly: Speaking of nonverbal communication, let's say there was a mute, immobile psychopath... Do you think that there's, like, any possible way that he could get into someone's brain and then convince that person to kill herself?
Silas: Are you talking about a particular situation?
Holly: No. Not at all. No way.

Silas: I don't think it's possible... I know it is. You ever heard of entanglement?
Holly: Like... like, quantum theory?
Silas: Exactly... When you're dealing with entangled particles, they will never act independently from one another. One will always be in control of the other one, no matter how far apart they are in space and time. ... And certain people... manipulators, we call them... they're able to maneuver energy, be it physical or psychic. Simple as that.

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Silas: Do you know what Einstein called it when he first discovered entanglement?... "Spooky action at a distance."

Jerome: You got that look again.
Bill: What look?
Jerome: The "Hey, Jerome, you down to break the law look today?"
Bill: Nonsense. Just checking on your gazebo progress.

Jerome: You're obsessing. .... What the hell is wrong with you?
Bill: You think I know?

Bill: You know, people assume as we age that, you know, this old-fuck wisdom just clicks in. Well, it isn't like that. Fucking lose track of anything. You want a little piece of old-fuck wisdom? Here it is... everything goes to shit. Write it down.

Bill: Well, maybe you should give me some wisdom for the young, then. What do we tell the young people these days?
Jerome: Follow your heart. It works every time.

Montez: ...I also said something to him, something that I haven't said out loud since sophomore-year Latin class. Just... came to me. "Occupandi temporis."
Bill: "Seize the moment" or some fucking thing.
Montez: Right.

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