Dead Man's Hand

Poker Face 1×1

Natalie Hill: Why do you listen to that stuff?
Charlie Cale: Why do I listen to the news?
Natalie Hill: Yeah, what's the point? You can't do anything about it. Every day, you're mad about something you can't do anything about. We're just better off with music, don't you think?
Charlie Cale: I'm doing something about it right now... Look, I don't care. Come at me, you Russian pervos. Time's up on that shit. Done. So, handled.

Charlie Cale: I don't know what version of the story you got.
Sterling Frost Jr.: Let's start there then. Once upon a time in Denver, milquetoast collection of the best poker players in central Colorado met at a Fairfield Inn suite off I-25. Well, not a barn burner, just a run-of-the-mill Thursday night mid-stakes ring game. A young woman from out of town was at the table. She was cute. She livened up the room. She had plenty of cash so they let her play. Three hours later, she mopped the floor with each and every one of them, which happens. But this had been happening. Previous week, in Cheyenne. Week before, in Rapid City. Same young woman cutting a haphazard path across the middle of the country. Never in any big games, never in corporate-owned casinos, but always the same result. She didn't lose. Word spread quick. 'Cause as you know, gamblers talk.

Sterling Frost Jr.: As far as anyone could tell, she was playing straight. No wires, no shills, and yet she played with an almost supernatural infallibility. Like she was seeing through the cards.

Sterling Frost Jr.: ... my dad figured out what she was doing. Even when he figured it out, he couldn't believe it. It was impossible. It was insane. But there was no other explanation.

Sterling Frost Jr.: You can just tell.
Charlie Cale: Just that something is off. That's the best way to describe it. I can just tell.
Sterling Frost Jr.: When anyone is lying? Hundred percent of the time? I'm going to touch my nose.
Charlie Cale: No, it doesn't work like that. I'm not a soothsayer. I can't predict the future. There's nothing mystical about it. Just if someone is intentionally lying, that's it.

Charlie Cale: I've been rich.
Sterling Frost Jr.: Yeah, how was it?
Charlie Cale: Easier than being broke, harder than doing just fine.
Sterling Frost Jr.: With due respect, you've had money, never been rich.

Charlie Cale: God. It is crazy the things that people stick up their asses.
Natalie Hill: Yeah. What are you reading?
Charlie Cale: "Ten craziest things people have stuck up their asses."

Sterling Frost Jr.: So, what's it like always knowing the truth?
Charlie Cale: Yeah, no. I only know if something is a lie. And outside of poker, less useful than you'd think. 'Cause everyone, they lie constantly. It's like birds chirping, people lying. Just once you tune into it, it's fucking everywhere all the time. And they usually don't lie to cover up some deep, dark secret, but about the stupid, meaningless shit, you know? So the real trick of it is to figure out why. Why someone is lying.

Charlie Cale: If I pull out of this, would you have to kill me?

Charlie Cale: There's something off here. There's a lie. I just... I need to find it.

Cliff Legrand: Are you on coke?
Charlie Cale: No. Coffee. So I thought this'll be a good thing. I won't have a beer and be a dumbass. I'll have coffee, because that's for thinking. But I never have coffee, and now I'm spazzing out.

Charlie Cale: I asked, "Everything okay?" You said, "Yeah." You were lying... Well, that sounded more intense than I meant it to. I wanted to just casually ask about it. But I've had coffee.

Sterling Frost Jr.: She's sharp, but she doesn't know anything.
Cliff Legrand: No, no, she's more than sharp. She's a human lie detector. And she's asking questions like she thinks something's up.

Charlie Cale: Say bullshit if it isn't true. Look me in the eye and say it.

Charlie Cale: A wise man once told me, you want to hurt someone, you hit 'em where it hurts.

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Nepotism

The Office 7×1

Michael Scott: I suppose summer had to end sometime. It's sad, though, because I had a great summer. I got West Nile virus. Lost a ton of weight. Then I went back to the Lake. I stepped on a piece of glass in the parking lot... Which hurt. That got infected, even though I peed on it. Saw Inception. Or at least I dreamt I did...

Erin Hannon: Gabe is awesome. He has accomplished so much career-wise and height-wise. Thank God he's my boss because I would not have said yes to a first date If I didn't have to. But... It's been great.

Pam Beesly: What are you doing?!
Dwight Schrute: From now on, if you're hot, sit on an ice pack.
Kevin Malone: Well, what if you're cold?
Dwight Schrute: Pbbbt! Like you'd ever be cold, Kevin. Stop asking me hypothetical questions. I'm too busy.

Dwight Schrute: Dwight Schrute, star salesman, beet farmer. Bed and breakfast proprietor. Aspiring freelance bodyguard. Add to that list owner of this building. Then burn the list.

Darryl Philbin: Well, summer, I, um, blew out my knee playing softball. Ended up watching CNN most of the time. I don't know how we're gonna get out of Afghanistan.

Jim Halpert: Wow, that's a lot of keys.
Dwight Schrute: The bigger the key chain, the more powerful the man.
Jim Halpert: That's right. The janitor said that. By the way, the raccoons are back.

Michael Scott: He's my nephew... Luke is my nephew.
Oscar Martinez: Michael, that's nepotism. Luke is getting special treatment because he's your nephew.
Michael Scott: Yes, exactly. That is a very nice way of putting it, Oscar. Mixing family and business is a beautiful thing.
Stanley Hudson: What's wrong with a level playing field?
Michael Scott: Do think they should have had open auditions for the band Hanson? What if no one named Hanson showed up? That wouldn't even make sense. Or what if they just hired the littlest kid and a 50-year-old guy who was a murderer? Really safe.
Jim Halpert: Oh, man, so many points being made...
Creed Bratton: I couldn't care less about nepotism. But I'm loving the debate. Great minds battling it out. And I've got a front row seat.

Michael Scott: God, when he needed help on earth, who did he hire? Jesus Christ, his son.
Oscar Martinez: But you're comparing you and Luke to God and Jesus.
Michael Scott: No! No. I'm just saying, why does God get to do something that I don't?

Oscar Martinez: We're talking about Luke, who happens to be terrible.
Michael Scott: Well, then, why aren't you bugging me to fire everybody who's bad? You just want me to fire Luke. That's reverse nepotism. He should not be punished because he is related to me and bad at what he does!

Kelly Kapoor: I would just like to say something off of what Darryl said about the level playing field. That is actually a zoning issue... So thank you.

Michael Scott: Guys, look. I don't want you to treat him like anyone else in the office. I just want you to treat him like my nephew.

Jo Bennett: Well, I got a nephew too. But he don't work for me. You know why? 'cause he's a screw-up. He can swim in my pool, but he can't come in my house.
Michael Scott: Well, this office is my pool. And my house is my house. And I just want my nephew to work in my pool.

Michael Scott: There are many different schools of thought on capital punishment...
Kevin Malone: That was awesome.
Stanley Hudson: Texas justice.

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Nothing Ever Changes Around Here

Lucifer 6×1

Lucifer: Yes, I wasn't paying enough attention to the road, and I apologize. I've got a lot on my mind. This is... my last night in LA.

Lucifer: I used to work for the LAPD... Crime-solving devil. It was great fun, but that's over now. Since the war... Fought against my brother and his host of angels for the throne of Heaven. It was all very biblical. ... I won, but not without having to fly to the Silver City to save my girlfriend, burn up, prove to myself I was worthy, stop burning and... Yeah, anyway, long story short, now I'm the Big Man. ... I still have to ascend to the Silver City and sit on the throne. I do that tomorrow.

Chloe: You know, magic for our last night?
Lucifer: Well, what could be more magical than magic?
Chloe: I don't know. Isn't magic just a little goofy?
Lucifer: Goofy? It's skill, cunning and deception without telling a lie. What's not to love?

Lucifer: Chloe, you are a truth-seeker. That's what made you a great detective. But me, I'm a wonder-seeker.
Chloe: You seek wonder?
Lucifer: Well, also drugs, debauchery and now certain extinct whiskeys but yes...

Linda: Yeah, well, it's not every day that my best friend and her girlfriend depart this mortal plane to rule Hell.

Linda: So, Eve, have you, um, ever actually been there?
Eve: Mnh-mnh, I have not. But what an amazing adventure, huh? From Heaven to Hell and everywhere in between.

Ella: You guys are absolutely adorbs. I really do miss you.юю Family business, I get it. You're in my prayers. For what that's worth.
Lucifer: What do you mean, for what that's worth? I thought that was worth a lot to you, Miss Lopez. Another crisis of faith?
Ella: Oh, no, that... that was so two years ago. I... I definitely still believe. It's just... Uh, okay, this might sound absolutely crazy, but lately, I've been praying a lot, and it feels like nobody's listening. Like the Big Guy's just not there or something-- I know. It's so dodo-headed. I mean, like, as if that could really happen, right? No way!

Ella: ... the killer is still in the building. Locked room mystery, you guys.

Carol Corbett: And up until recently, you consulted for the LAPD?
Lucifer: Mm-hmm.
Carol Corbett: You also claim that you're the Devil?
Lucifer: Was the Devil. God now. Well, nearly.

Amenadiel: I'm joining the police force!... I've been in the police academy for a while now, and it's, uh, going well.

Lucifer: When you said you didn't feel God's presence anymore... I mean, is that such a bad thing?
Ella: Uh, yeah, dude. I mean, being ever-present is God's whole thing. That's what makes the Big Guy the Big Guy. He's always there.
Lucifer: Right, but surely he can't be always there. I mean, doesn't God have personal matters to attend to? The odd round of golf or spending time with loved ones?..
Ella: That's the best part. He's not like you and me. We are all God's loved ones. And no matter what He's doing, the only thing, the only thing that God cares about is caring about us... It doesn't matter who you are or what you've done... He is there for everyone. Or at least, he's supposed to be.
Lucifer: Indeed.

Chloe: Can you please?
Lucifer: Ugh. When in Rome. Tell me, Duran Duran... what is it you truly desire?

Eve: I don't wanna go to Hell either. I just thought going home would make you happy.
Mazikeen: I don't need to go home to be happy. You're my Hell.

Lucifer: Once the detective, always the detective.

Chloe: You are worthy of your father's legacy.
Lucifer: This isn't so much an issue of worth. It's... more an issue of job description. God needs to be selfless. He needs to care about all of humanity.
Chloe: You... you died for me. What could be more selfless than that?
Lucifer: Well, you see, that's just it. I love you, Chloe Decker. I'd do anything for you. Except give you up. Give us up.

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L'âme Perdue

The Walking Dead: Daryl Dixon 1×1

Judith: You deserve a happy ending, too...

Daryl: My name's Daryl Dixon. I come from a place called the Commonwealth. It's in America. I went out looking for something, and all I found was trouble. If I don't make it back, I want them to know I tried. Hell, I'm still trying.

Daryl: ... "God loves you".

Maribelle: Stop. Save the powder.

Daryl: A brû-what?
Isabelle: A brûlant. A burner.
Daryl: Dead ones at the market?
Isabelle: Mm-hmm. Here we call them "les affamés", "the hungry ones". Burner is just one kind.

Isabelle: We're a small community of nuns. Very small now, after 12 years.

Isabelle: How did you come to be in France?
Daryl: A bunch of bad decisions.

Isabelle: I'll be back with the dressings, Mr. Dixon.
Daryl: Daryl. You can call me Daryl.
Isabelle: Enchantée.

Isabelle: We believe humanity is enduring a test from which we will soon be delivered.
Daryl: Yeah, I never put much stock in, uh...
Isabelle: God?
Daryl: Mm-hmm.
Isabelle: Well, He put stock in you.

Daryl: How'd you end up here?
Isabelle: A bunch of good decisions.

Isabelle: Medieval churches often had weapons rooms. You needed them back then.
Daryl: Makes sense.
Isabelle: We've trained ourselves to use them, just in case.
Daryl: Killer nuns, huh?
Isabelle: Well, we can defend ourselves if we need to.

Laurent: How many people do you think live within the boundaries of what was once France? Starting from 67 million people before the fall, I speculate current French populace of fewer than 200,000.
Daryl: I was gonna say way less.
Laurent: Much less. Do you know how long it would take to repopulate that many people?
Daryl: No.
Laurent: Six generations. Perhaps seven. Hurts my stomach just thinking about it.
Daryl: Yeah, the math sucks.

Laurent: ... you're homesick. I see it in your eyes.
Daryl: What are you, a shrink?
Laurent: I feel things. In my stomach. I feel your sadness. Not to despair, Monsieur Daryl, but you deserve a happy ending, too.

Laurent: This is Père Jean. We are waiting for him to rise again.

Isabelle: We've been waiting for you. You're the messenger.

Isabelle: Laurent is special. I think you see that. ... He's shown abilities, perceptions, compassion beyond any child. He sees into people.
Daryl: We used to have a kid like that in grade school. Used to get his ass kicked a lot.

Isabelle: He'll be safer there, nurtured, until he's ready.
Daryl: Ready for what?
Isabelle: To be the new messiah. To lead the revival of humanity.

Isabelle: The world is lost. We know that. Hope fades gradually, and then all at once. If we're wrong, at least you will have helped a boy get to a better place. But if we're right... why not bet on hope?
Daryl: It ain't my problem.

Madame Superior: You don't believe. Maybe you never saw a reason to. But one thing I know... reasons are everywhere.

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A Life Well Lost

Outlander 7×1

Young Ian: Uncle Jamie?
Jamie Fraser: Let's go get my wife.

Sadie Ferguson: What ails you, Mistress?
Claire Fraser: I could not tell her what it was. Could not say that I knew just how long this war would last, that the courts would likely remain closed for years to come, and we would languish here without rescue.

Brianna Mackenzie: What do you even say to a preacher? "Break a leg" doesn't seem right. "God luck"?

Reverend McMillan: Could we offer you some comfort through the word of God? The future Reverend MacKenzie was at the Battle of Alamance.
Recruit: Doin' what, exactly? Carryin' the white flag of surrender? Bible verse ain't gonna help us. Knowin' how to wield a knife, use our fists, maybe. There's nothin' in your holy book about that. What advice can these devil-dodgers give us, eh?
Roger Mackenzie: ... "Float like a butterfly. Sting like a bee." And God will surely go with thee.
Wendigo Donner: Ali.
Roger Mackenzie: What did you just say?
Wendigo Donner: Muhammad Ali.

Claire Fraser: Are you taking all of these tonics at once, Mrs. Martin?
Mrs. Martin: One at breakfast, another after luncheon. When the fever comes on, I use the East Indian Chaulmoogra.
Claire Fraser: Perhaps we can find you something more suitable...
Mrs. Martin: What if it's the tertian ague?
Claire Fraser: It's not.
Mrs. Martin: Shouldn't you be letting my blood? There's a fleam and bowl over there. Unless...

Jamie Fraser: Tom. Is that a whisky in yer hand?
Tom Christie: I have wrestled with my demons. But it's you. It's always you. You are the answer to my prayer.

Tom Christie: I have yearned always for love, given and returned. I've spent my life in the attempt to give my love to those who are not worthy of it. Allow me this... to give my life for the sake of one who is.

Richard Brown: You're a good man. A moral man.
Jamie Fraser: I'm also a violent man.

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The Arrival

Good Omens 2. Chapter 1

Crowley: Okay, here goes. Let there be matter, let there be gravity, let there be everything from pages... 11 to 3,000,602 inclusive.....
Aziraphale: Is something meant to happen?
Crowley: Oh, right, sorry, yes, yes. I knew I'd missed one. Let there be light!

Aziraphale: Oh. You made it all yourself?
Crowley: Ah, well, I mean, more or less. I wasn't... I wasn't, um... I wasn't the original concept designer, but I worked very closely with upstairs on it.

Aziraphale: So, what's it for?
Crowley: How do you mean?
Aziraphale: Well, what exactly does it all do?
Crowley: Oh, right. Well, what doesn't this beauty do? Basically, it's a star factory. All the dust and gas you can see, it's actually building about 5,000 young stars and protoplanets. Most of the universe of stars will come pre-aged, but these ones are only starting out. A few million years to bake... and then boom, stars everywhere!
Aziraphale: Oh, that's nice.

Aziraphale: You know, the current word from upstairs is that we'll be shutting this all down again in about 6,000 years.
Crowley: But that's nothing! Oh. What's the point in creating an infinite universe with trillions of star systems if you're only gonna let it run for a few thousand years? The engine won't have properly warmed up by then.

Aziraphale: The impression I get is that the stars and your um...
Crowley: Err, call it a nebula.
Aziraphale: Right. Well, they exist just so that the people can look up into the night sky and marvel at the illimitable vastness of The Almighty's creation.
Crowley: But that's idiocy! It's the universe, it's not just some fancy wallpaper! Millions of galaxies, trillions of stars, oodles of... everything! It's not just put here to twinkle! Most of it won't even be visible from Earth. Why don't you put Earth in the middle of the universe so the view's better?

Crowley: Someone has to say, "Look, boss, this is a really, really terrible idea."
Aziraphale: Well, I suspect that would be considered... inappropriate.
Crowley: Well, I don't suppose anyone could object to me putting a note into the suggestion box...
Aziraphale: I don't believe The Almighty has actually created a suggestion box. And furthermore, I don't think it's our place to start suggesting that there should be a suggestion box.
Crowley: Well, if I was the one running it all, I'd like it if someone asked questions. Fresh point of view. You can't just create a universe, run it for a few thousand years, and then stop!

Aziraphale: ...look, word to the wise, I'd hate to see you getting into any trouble.
Crowley: Mm, thanks for your help. And thanks for your advice. I wouldn't worry though. How much trouble can I get into just for asking a few questions?

Maggie: You can't just forgive me eight months' rent!
Aziraphale: Oh, I can. I'm very good at forgiveness. It's one of my favorite things.

Shax: Was it always this easy?
Crowley: Easy?
Shax: I keep planning complicated strategic strikes to spread misery and panic among the humans, and just as I'm about to put one into motion, they come up with something themselves which is so much worse than anything I could have thought of.
Crowley: Yeah. Always this easy.

Shax: If I learn anything that you might find useful, I'll tell you, and in return, you'll tell me what I need. Got anything for me?
Crowley: Frozen peas.
Shax: What?
Crowley: That's what you feed ducks. Frozen peas. They love them, and it's good for them too.

Gabriel: What...
Aziraphale: What am I doing here?
Gabriel: Yes.
Aziraphale: Well? What are you doing here?
Gabriel: I don't know. That's why I asked.
Aziraphale: You don't know?
Gabriel: No, but I would love to find out. Oh, it would also be great to know where here is, and also who you are, and also who I am.
Aziraphale: And also, why you're naked.
Gabriel: Who told you I was naked?

Aziraphale: Why did you come to my shop?
Gabriel: I don't know. I just thought I should. You know what it's like when you don't know anything at all, and yet you're totally certain that everything would be better if you were just near one particular person?
Aziraphale: No. Certainly not. I have no idea what that feels like.

Gabriel: James. Long for Jim, short for Gabriel.

Crowley: Basic demon on Earth stuff. Either call on the phone and talk, or appear mysteriously. Don't do both.
Shax: Why not?
Crowley: Trust me.
Shax: Righto.

Crowley: Right, what's the problem?
Aziraphale: Problem? Who said there was a problem?
Crowley: Tone of voice. You have three reasons for calling me: you're bored, you need to tell someone about something clever you did before you pop, or something's wrong. This was your "something's wrong" voice.

Nina: Hello. Can I get you anything?
Crowley: Take a big cup, put six shots of espresso into it, nothing else.
Aziraphale: That sounds fun. Does it calm you down?
Crowley: Not really.
Aziraphale: Nina, what do you sell that calms people down?
Nina: Eccles cakes?

Crowley: He is not our friend.
Aziraphale: I don't think he really has any friends.
Crowley: Exactly.
Aziraphale: Yes, exactly.
Crowley: What does your exactly mean exactly? I feel like your exactly and my exactly are different exactlys.

Crowley: Just breathe, that's what humans do... then they count to ten before they do anything stupid!

Beelzebub: Well, wherever he is, you find Gabriel for me and you can have whatever your nasty little heart desires. You could be a Duke of Hell.

Beelzebub: I'm hearing that anybody they find involved in this affair will be dealt with.
Crowley: How?
Beelzebub: Extreme... sanctions.
Crowley: That isn't actually a thing. That's just something we used to joke about to frighten the cherubs.

Crowley: I'm back.

Crowley: You want a big, "I think I said the wrong thing," sort of apology, or can we take that as said?
Aziraphale: I'd like the apology, actually.

Aziraphale: I want a proper apology.
Crowley: No.
Aziraphale: With the little dance.
Crowley: I don't do the dance.
Aziraphale: I did the "I was wrong" dance in 1650, in 1793, 1941...
Crowley: Fine! You were right, you were right, I was wrong, you were right. Okay?

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The Birds Don't Sing, They Screech in Pain

Beef 1×1

Danny Cho: That's what's wrong with the world today, man. They want you to feel like you have no control. You know? Like you're gonna eat shit with a smile on your face or some shit. Fuck that, dude. Fuck it, man! I don't wanna... I'm so sick of smiling, dude.

Amy Lau: It was 4:00 a.m. and the whole city was silent. No meetings. No e-mails. No pretending. It was just you and me. And there was nothing wrong anywhere in the entire universe. I wish we could've stayed there...

Amy Lau: Hey, you're not some kind of weirdo, right? 'Cause if you are, you should know that I own a gun.

Amy Lau: Fuck. There's always something.
Danny Cho: Yes. There's always something.
Amy Lau: It's, like, you work so hard for so long just to provide for your family, right?
Danny Cho: Yeah. If not you, then who's gonna?
Amy Lau: Yeah, exactly.
Danny Cho: Yeah.
Amy Lau: And then at some point, you think you'd get to relax, but no. There's too much moisture, so now I gotta redo these fucking cabinets. I gotta redo the roof probably, and then by the time I'm done, I'm running out of money, the kitchen's out of style, and the whole time, all I wanted was a fucking hot tub.
Danny Cho: You have a timeless kitchen. So I think you're okay.

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Triage

Tom Clancy's Jack Ryan 4×1

Jack Ryan: Meaning... it's an ongoing process.
President Bachler: Careful, Ryan, you keep using lines like that, and you're ready for politics.
Jack Ryan: God forbid... No offense.

Jack Ryan: It terrifies me. The CIA is a perfect microcosm of the American people, which means we are in danger of being splintered. More easily controlled by outside interests, both foreign and domestic. Interests that intend to use the Agency for their own advantage.

Cathy Mueller: Girlfriend number two?... Oh, shit. Almost. Boyfriend number one.

Jim Greer: She came over here to lift you up, huh?
Jack Ryan: Something like that.
Jim Greer: Well, I came over here to knock you down.

Domingo Chavez: Just remember to consider the chickens.
Lt Morales: The chickens?
Domingo Chavez: I'll feed you all you want, but the day you ask for more than seeds is the day I chop your head off in front of your fucking family.

Jack Ryan: ...if we want any chance ... there's only one option. I'm gonna shut them all down. Cut off the money.
Elizabeth Wright: Well, is that a question or a statement?
Jack Ryan: Statement.
Elizabeth Wright: ... Go ahead.

Domingo Chavez: ...they're not Chinese. They're from the jungles of Burma. It's a mix of backgrounds and experiences. They're like pirates, except they're worth ten times what we are, and they've kept it that way for a thousand years. You know how? Respect and honor above everything. Even death.

Elizabeth Wright: Please continue. What were you saying?
Adebayo 'Ade' Osoji: I was saying that the death of President Udoh has emboldened Ekon Ameh, the Nigerian warlord...
Elizabeth Wright: I know who he is.
Adebayo 'Ade' Osoji: And it's only a matter of time before his supporters take out the new president.
Elizabeth Wright: So what would you suggest? We provide support for the new president?
Adebayo 'Ade' Osoji: Only if you can dispel him of his nationalistic leanings. That was the policy of Nazi Germany. Now in the past, we could rely on America to intervene, but... now you've become too scared to do the right thing.
Elizabeth Wright: And what is the right thing?
Adebayo 'Ade' Osoji: To not look away.

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Mazey Day

Black Mirror 6×4

Nathan: So, you know I don't like to judge other people's lifestyle choices. But I have really delicate sinuses. And when you fry garlic and ginger, it just makes the whole apartment a little acrid?
Bo: Yeah, sure, I'll, um... Yeah, I'll open the window, Nathan.

Bo: Hey, I'll take a skinny vanilla latte.

Clay: That's what you ought to call that, "pecan perfection." I mean, the chicken was perfection. The chicken was perfect. It is so easy to screw up chicken. Not many people know this. They think, "Oh, well, you just drop it in the deep fryer." No. It's not about frying chicken. You're gonna sauté it, bake it... But it's gotta be done, you know... Because you undercook it, and, you know, people die.

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Old Acquaintances

The Walking Dead: Dead City 1×1

Maggie: Sorry, thought you were better on your feet.
Negan: Good to see you, too.

Negan: Ginny, this here is Maggie. See, Maggie and I are... old acquaintances.

Negan: So, you are either here not to kill me, or you have gotten seriously rusty.

Maggie: I tracked them all the way up the Hudson, by then they'd already made it across.
Negan: Across to what?
Maggie: Manhattan.

Negan: Let's just say there were a lot of psychos in my crew back then. But [Croat] always stood out as being an exceptionally insane son of a bitch.

Negan: All right, tell me this. Why would I help you?
Maggie: Because you owe me...
Negan: Because I owe you, right.

Pearlie: The reason it's crucial we find this man is because he's murdered a magistrate in cold blood, along with four others. Which means under Code 14, Section 2 of New Babylon law, he'll be executed. But not just executed. Nothing so magnanimous as a hanging or beheading, no. For what this man has done, he'll be dangled upside down and sawed in half lengthwise from the groin to the head very, very slowly.

Pearlie: This is a man who's built up an empire like a greedy king. Story goes, he once lined up a group of unarmed folks and he bashed in a man's head with a baseball bat in front of the man's pregnant wife.

Pearlie: Tranquillitas ordinis. Tranquility, order, justice, the law. That's what keeps our Federation of States at peace. Safe, stable.

Pearlie: See. That's all you needed to say. The truth. And yet, Code 14, Section 8... Aiding and abetting.

Negan: All right, so how's this whole operation supposed to lay out? I mean, besides the part where I charm my old pal into giving you your kid back?
Maggie: I got a plan.
Negan: Ah, top secret, huh? I am on a need-to-know basis, I guess. That's cool, you don't trust me. Hell, I wouldn't trust me either.

Jano: So what's the deal with Manhattan? What's so special about it?
Pearlie: Manhattan was one of the epicenters. Military destroyed all the bridges and tunnels, hoping to contain it, hoping to contain them. Once home to a million and a half people. Now...

Negan: What I don't get is after all these years, you still think I'm the bad guy? I'm not. No one is. Or you know what, Maggie? Maybe everyone is... Ask yourself one question. How many husbands and fathers have you killed?

Negan: Seriously, walkers are falling from the sky now?

Negan: Nope!

The Croat: Twenty stories! New record, no? And yet...

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Rough Diamonds 1×1

Noah Wolfson: He didn't like the firm or what?
Adina Glazer: He found it okay, but he wasn't passionate about it. I think he mainly did it because he thought it's what tate wanted.
Noah Wolfson: Naturally, they all do what tate wants.

Noah Wolfson: Come on, Adina. For real. How many years did you fight before he let you become a trader? Huh? You were the best out of any of us and he wanted you to teach or something.
Adina Glazer: Yeah, but he did make me a dealer and I'm doing fine now. The first woman in four generations. Give him credit for that. He's earned it.

Eli Wolfson: This whole entire thing... They come here, to our house and make threats as if we were just... This is what's become of us. You know? There used to be rules, used to be honor. I mean, they wouldn't have dared come here. It's crazy.

Gila Wolfson: The Wolfsons... You're all the same kind of person. You expect us all to love you. You can't stand anybody speaking badly about you. But when times get hard, "poof"... you disappear.

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Joan Is Awful

Black Mirror 6×1

Joan: I... I feel like I'm not the main character in my own life story.
Dr Atkinson: And would you like that to change?

Joan: Mmm... Amazing... Is that salt?

Krish: Uh... Oh my God. Uh... What?
Joan: "New drama. Joan Is Awful." Is that Salma Hayek?

Joan: That's not my hair.
Krish: Well, it's a lot like your hair. And she's even called Joan.

Joan: I think we should turn this off.
Krish: What? Well, actually, I wanna keep watching.
Joan: No. No...

Salma Hayek: Is that Cate Blanchett?

Joan: Did you see it?
Eric: Everybody saw it. It's all anyone can talk about.
Joan: How'd it come across?... Fair.

Joan's Lawyer: ...you assigned them the right to exploit all of that.
Joan: What? When?
Joan's Lawyer: Terms and conditions.
Joan: I have never seen this before.
Joan's Lawyer: You have. You just haven't seen it printed out before. All of that would have popped up on your phone or whatever when you first signed up to Streamberry. And you clicked "accept."
Joan: What? I mean, I had... I had no... How was I supposed to know this?
Joan's Lawyer: I know. But you did accept it, and so they're in the clear.

Joan: No, no. No, no, no. They can't... they can't do this to me.
Joan's Lawyer: There are only so many ways for me to tell you they absolutely can.

Joan: But how do they... how do they even know what I'm doing? It's the same... it's the same day. Joan's Lawyer: Well, you know when you got your phone face down on the table, and you're in your kitchen, and you're talking to your friend about, I don't know, shoe deodorizers, and then, you know, you go on your computer and what pops up? A shoe deodorizing ad. Then you get an email, and it's all about shoe deodorizing. Then you're walking down the street, shoe deodorizing. You can't escape it. And it's...
Joan: Yeah, so?
Joan's Lawyer: Uh, that's how they know.

Joan: Fuck!
Joan's Lawyer: I agree. Uh, I hate to say it, but this thing is... is watertight.
Joan: Oh my God.
Joan's Lawyer: They got you every which way and then some. My advice is to try and ignore it.
Joan: What the fuck kind of advice is that?
Joan's Lawyer: It's the only kind I got.

Mac: It's, um... It's... This is so public.
Joan: What do you mean?
Mac: This is gonna be on the show.
Joan: Okay, but it's not us. It's... it's computer people. It's Salma Hayek and...
Mac: Well, yeah, I know. So, I mean, like, I'm gonna be the guy who can't get it up for Salma Hayek?

Mac: You know, it's one thing to not be able to get it up for, like, you, but Salma Hayek? I mean, look, people are gonna laugh at me.
Joan: The show is called fucking Joan Is Awful! How do you think I feel?

Joan: Have you not seen Joan Is Awful?
Male Cop: No, but it's on my list.
Joan: Just wait till episode four. I hear it's gonna be a blast.

Salma Hayek: I am Roman Catholic. My grandmother Rosa was going to be a nun. She might die when she sees this. What right do they have to kill my abuela with this deepfake heretic abomination?
Salma's Lawyer: Uh, page 39, paragraph eight.
Salma Hayek: Paragraph eight can suck my dick! I don't even know what it says anyway.
Salma's Lawyer: Uh, your image rights agreement with Streamberry. It's page 39, paragraph eight.

Salma Hayek: You know I don't read this crap. I am a dyslexic, talented actress with questionable English. That's why I overpay you to protect me. Joan: Please don't kill me, Salma Hayek.
Salma Hayek: You're lucky I'm a humanitarian. Let's have a talk.

Fatima Klaas: Why that particular woman? What's so special about her?
Mona Javadi: Absolutely nothing. We were looking for a totally average, nobody person, just... just to test the system. The point is, Joan Is Awful is just the beginning. The aim here is to launch unique, tailored content to each individual in our database, all 800 million of them, created on the fly by our system. The most relatable content imaginable. Actually, there's one for you... I couldn't resist.

Fatima Klaas: Uh, why "awful"? Why is it all so negative?
Mona Javadi: Yeah. No, that's a great question, Fatima. Um, we did try more affirmative content in the test cell, but we found that, um, our subjects just didn't buy it. It didn't chime with their neurotic view of themselves. What we found instead was when we focused on their more weak or selfish or craven moments, it confirmed their innermost fears and put them in a state of mesmerized horror. Which really drives engagement. They literally can't look away.

Salma Hayek: Let's kill this quam-puta.

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More with Less

The Wire 5×1

Det. Christeson: This shit actually works?
Sgt. Jay Landsman: Hell, yeah. Americans are stupid people. We believe what we're told.

Det. William 'Bunk' Moreland: The bigger the lie, the more they believe.

Sgt. Ellis Carver: We're all professionals. And we're about to police the roughest district in one of the roughest cities in the world. Show some pride.

Maj. Dennis Mello: Gave them the professionalism bit?
Sgt. Ellis Carver: In the real world, they pay professionals. That's why we call them pros.

Managing Editor Thomas Klebanow: Just because Chicago tightens its belt, it's no reason for us to fall down. Their cutbacks there shouldn't affect our ability to put out an excellent product. Simply have to do more with less.

Col. Cedric Daniels: So one thieving politician trumps 22 dead bodies. Good to know.

Col. Cedric Daniels: When the money starts to flow, I'll get you all back on this somehow. Sorry.
Det. James 'Jimmy' McNulty: .... Wonder what it feels like to work in a real fucking police department!

Scott Templeton: Who's doing the react piece?
City Editor Augustus 'Gus' Haynes: Jeff Will, why?
Scott Templeton: I'm just, uh... I need a story. I'm up.
City Editor Augustus 'Gus' Haynes: Yeah. Stay hungry like that. Good things come when they come.

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Go Forward

The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel 5×1

Susie: Ugh, Zelda, what smells like donkey balls?
Zelda: Special Polish fish head soup. It wards off evil spirits. Makes your hair shiny, too.
Susie: Okay. Well, when you are done driving down the neighbors' property values, make some coffee, strong coffee.

Susie: That thing is a goner. It's like she was in a war, an old one. ... You know, I can't unsee that toe now, Rose. You understand that? I may never fucking close my eyes again.

Susie: Listen to me, tomorrow this will all be a funny bit you can use in your act.

Astrid: Wait, Shirley, did you just say you potty train a baby by dangling them over a stove?
Shirley: It warms their tush, that reminds them of what their tush is for. I got Joely trained in an hour and a half.

Joel: You and Ma have to work this out.
Moishe: Not gonna happen, Joely. We tried. We talked.
Shirley: And then Moishe said something to me that I never thought I would ever hear my husband say, and he can't unsay it.
Moishe: And in response Shirley said something to me I never thought another human being, let alone my wife of 34 years, would say to me, and she can't unsay it.

Midge: It's easy to see a diamond once it's in the window at Tiffany's. It's a little harder when it's throwing up in a bucket in your office. Susie is one of a kind. You'll never find another Susie. You just remember that.

Gordon Ford: Want to come write for me?
Midge: I'm sorry?
Gordon Ford: Susie Myerson and Associates here has been talking you up. Says you could be my woman. Writers' room-wise.

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Remember What They Took from You

Fear the Walking Dead 8×1

Morgan: What about the parents? Why can't we bring them in, too?
PADRE 1: We tried. We found they don't want to build something better. They want to re-build what we had, and what we had got us into this mess.

PADRE 1: Do you really want to do this?
Madison: There's nothing you could do to me that's worse than what I'm already living.
PADRE 1: We'll see about that...

Madison: How old are you?
Mo: 8. Why are you asking me this?
Madison: Shit!
Mo: What?
Madison: God dammit!
Mo: What?!
Madison: It can't have been that long.
Mo: What are you talking about?

Madison: What's your name?
Mo: Wren.
Madison: No. No, it's not. It's Mo. I brought you here seven years ago.

Mo: I don't understand.
Madison: That's how PADRE gets people to do what they want. They find out what matters to you and threaten it.
Morgan: They provide a way of life that works.

Morgan: You don't train 8-year-olds to kill without a good reason.

Grace: I'm your mother. Now let's get the hell out of here.

Mo: You have to save yourself so you can help everyone else.

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Gossip

The Office 6×1

Dwight Schrute: Parkour!...

Michael Scott: I hate, hate, hate being left out. Whether it's not being picked for a team or being picked for a team and then showing up and realizing that the team doesn't exist, or that the sport doesn't exist... I should have known. Poopball?

Michael Scott: How do you un-tell something? You can't. You can't put words back in your mouth. What you can do is spread false gossip, so that people think that everything that's been said is untrue, including "Stanley is having an affair."

Michael Scott: It's like the end of Spartacus. I've seen that movie half a dozen times, and I still don't know who the real Spartacus is. And that is what makes that movie a classic whodunit.

Andy Bernard: This is not the first time rumors about me being gay have come up. Twice before, actually. Just a weird coincidence... It's a little too weird... Almost makes you wonder if it's not a coincidence at all... Whoa! Which it is, of course. But it makes you wonder...

Michael Scott: Guys, guys, guys, you can't believe everything you hear. Like Stanley having an affair. That is crazy. There's no stock in it. It's a weird day for false facts. Just let it go.

Michael Scott: Look to the intern on your left. Now to your right. One of you will do exceedingly well in business, just unlimited potential. One of you will make a living and nothing more. And one of you will make a great mother. It's up to you to choose which you want to be.

Andy Bernard: You know, a baby conceived out of wedlock is still a bastard.
Jim Halpert: What?
Andy Bernard: Want me to say it again?
Jim Halpert: Why did that come into your brain?

Creed Bratton: Hey, did one of you tell Stanley that I have asthma? Because I don't. If it gets out they won't let me scuba. If I can't scuba, then what's this all been about? What am I working toward?

Dwight Schrute: Michael.
Michael Scott: Hmm?
Dwight Schrute: You told people that I use store-bought manure, when I showed you where my manure comes from.
Michael Scott: Hmm? Hmm?

Andy Bernard: Michael, am I gay?

Michael Scott: The one true rumor, and this is going to ruin this person's life, is that...
Jim Halpert: That Pam's pregnant.
Angela Martin: I knew it, I knew it. I knew it!
Kevin Malone: Her breasts were a tiny bit bigger. At first, I thought, "Oh! She has a new bra with padding." But then I thought, "Pam doesn't need padding." It just didn't add up, Jim.

Michael Scott: How long have you known about the pregnancy? A week? A month? A year?
Pam Beesly: Michael, we only told our parents last week.
Michael Scott: Did you pee on a stick?
Jim Halpert: I did. But it was inconclusive.
Michael Scott: You should have told me.
Pam Beesly: You're right. We should have realized that you are an equal part of this.

Mori: I learned that a company can describe their internship as full of exciting experiences, even if that's a lie. There's no regulation.
Megan: I learned that half these people's e-mail password is "Password."
Eric: I learned that a ream of paper is 300 sheets.
Megan: I thought it was 500.
Eric: Oh! I guess I didn't learn anything.

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Ciao

The White Lotus 2×1

Daphne Sullivan: Oh, I'm so jealous. We leave in a few hours. ... We had the best time. ... The hotel's perfect, and the staff is excellent. The food is amazing. And the wine. I mean... We are so excited. Italy's just so romantic. Oh, you're gonna die. They're gonna have to drag you out of here.

Tanya MacQuoid-Hunt: Whenever I stay at a White Lotus, I always have a memorable time. Always.
Valentina: And you are in our Blossom Circle. So, you are very important to us.
Tanya MacQuoid-Hunt: Mm. But I was a Petal, and I've worked my way up to Blossom. Yeah.

Portia: She's a f-- She's a mess. She's a miserable mess. If I had a half a billion dollars, I would not be miserable. I would be enjoying my life! It's... so unfair, and I'm so tired.

Harper Spiller: Oh. Really? You guys don't take sleeping pills?
Daphne Sullivan: No.
Harper Spiller: Ever?
Cameron Sullivan: Nope.
Daphne Sullivan: You have trouble sleeping?
Harper Spiller: Mm.
Cameron Sullivan: Why? Why can't you sleep?
Daphne Sullivan: Just, like work stuff?
Harper Spiller: Yeah, but also just... I don't know, just everything that's going on... in the world.
Daphne Sullivan: What do you mean? What's going on?
Harper Spiller: Oh, I don't know. Just, like, the end of the world.

Daphne Sullivan: Oh, come on! The world's not ending, it's not that bad. Honestly, Cam and I don't even watch the news anymore.
Ethan Spiller: You don't follow the news?
Daphne Sullivan: No!
Cameron Sullivan: Like, I'm just so over the whole news cycle, you know? It's-- it's like, gimme a break.
Daphne Sullivan: They're just trying to freak everybody out.
Cameron Sullivan: Yeah. They're just polarizing society by making us glued to their apocalyptic soap opera, you know? It's like...
Daphne Sullivan: Yeah. And even if it was as bad as they say it is, I mean what can you really do, you know?
Cameron Sullivan: Right.
Daphne Sullivan: We vote, we donate money. You can't obsess.
Cameron Sullivan: Did you vote, babe? Be honest.
Daphne Sullivan: I did.

Dominic Di Grasso: What are you doing? I mean, what's... the point?
Bert Di Grasso: Flirting is one of the pleasures of life.
Dominic Di Grasso: Do you actually think you have a chance with any of these women?
Bert Di Grasso: Oh, don't be rude.
Dominic Di Grasso: I'm just saying, you're 80 years old.
Bert Di Grasso: Well, I'm still a man. And I get older and older, but the women I desire remain young. Natural, right?

Albie Di Grasso: No girl should have to be exposed to an old guy's junk.
Bert Di Grasso: It's not like it was ever so beautiful to look at anyway. I mean, it's a penis. It's not a sunset.

Ethan Spiller: Thanks for making more of an effort. I mean, yeah, they kind of live in a bubble, but... they're fun, right?
Harper Spiller: They don't vote, Ethan.
Ethan Spiller: I know. What the fuck?
Harper Spiller: They don't read the news. They don't read! It's like, what do they even talk about? Is that what happens when you're rich for too long, your brain just atrophies?
Ethan Spiller: I mean, they seem happy.
Harper Spiller: No way. It's a front.
Ethan Spiller: It's good to have, you know, diverse friends, I guess.
Harper Spiller: Yeah, I think we're their diverse friends. Their White-passing diverse friends.

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Boys of Summer

The Wire 4×1

School Receptionist: You tell them, I ain't even gonna try to pronounce it.
Roland 'Prez' Pryzbylewski: Roland Pryzbylewksi. Everyone just calls me "Prez". ... New in math. I won't have my certificate until next year but they said I'd be getting classes because of staff shortages?
Assistant Principal Marcia Donnelly: Jesus. Lambs to the slaughter here.

Former Mayor 'Young Tony': You know what I think, Tommy? No matter what, you got your name out there and it'll help you down the road if you ever want to step up to the legislature. But as one paisan to another, the day of the white mayor is over.

Theresa D'Agostino: One man's shithead's another man's vice president.

Councilman Thomas 'Tommy' Carcetti: You think they'll vote for the white guy?
Norman Wilson: Black folk been voting white for a long time. You come correct, we listen. It's y'all that'll never vote black.

Councilman Thomas 'Tommy' Carcetti: I don't have your vote, Norman? You're my deputy campaign manager and I don't have your vote.
Norman Wilson: Last white man I could vote for was Bobby Kennedy and you ain't no Bobby K.
Councilman Thomas 'Tommy' Carcetti: I thought you just said...
Norman Wilson: I was speaking in general about the kindly nature of black folks. In particular, I ain't all that kindly.

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The Auguries

Westworld 4×1

Man in Black: Forever... in my experience is a little bit longer than most people expect.

Man in Black: This is America. Everything here is for sale.

Man in Black: You ever hear the one about the missionary who tried to negotiate with the tiger? He told the tiger he could eat most of him, but he had to stop when he got to his head... You and your friends in the cartel or whatever the fuck you're calling yourselves these days sell me this lump of concrete, today.
Hugo: Or?
Man in Black: Or you give it to me for nothing. Tomorrow.

Man in Black: Door number two, then. Mañana.

Maya: I have a dilemma. Which would you choose? White or black?

Jo: Man, seven years ago, it would've just been robots working the holiday, but... lucky for us, they're all scrap metal now. Least the riots ensured our job security.
Caleb: That wasn't exactly the point of the riots.
Jo: Yeah, 'cause the riots had no point.
Caleb: They won us our freedom.
Jo: Sure, but from what? Ourselves? Hey, man, the way I look at it, that Incite machine that they blew up didn't tell us who we could be, it told us who we already were.

Maeve: Now be a dear. Close your eyes, won't you?

Maya: And remember, smile. You have to at least try.
Christina: Do I? I mean, even if by some miracle we're right for each other, shouldn't it be natural and easy?
Maya: Are you kidding? Take a look at this world. Nobody wants easy or natural. Art is a lie that tells the truth, honey.

Christina: I mostly write non player characters.
Henry: What's that?
Christina: Background characters that interact with the players on their journeys. Not as high-profile as programming the leads. But it's just as important.
Henry: For most players, the background characters are just cannon fodder.
Christina: ... I'm not doing it for the players, I'm doing it for myself.

Henry: You sound depressed. There's tabs for that. They'll fix you right up.
Christina: What if I'm not the one that's broken? What if it's the world that needs fixing?
Henry: There's tabs for that feeling, too.

Caleb: Well, you know the best way to keep watch at night is to turn the lights down around you and light up...
Frankie: Light up the perimeter.
Caleb: That way, no one can see you, but you can see.
Frankie: See everyone.

Uwade: We've been through this. You just need to take deep breaths. Calm yourself. The past is in the past. Nothing is going to hurt you except your own mind.
Caleb: I'm sorry.

Maeve: Hello, darling.

Caleb: You know, I thought... I was sure I was never gonna see you again.
Maeve: And yet here I am, disposing and dismembering just like the good old days.

Caleb: I always knew this day was coming. As soon as you stop running, everyone else starts to catch up.

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No One Wants an Argument About Reality

Avenue 5 2×1

Elena: The chicken's good. It's not bad, is it?
Ryan Clark: Yeah. When you think that it's just reconstituted eel protein, it's actually-- it's actually all right.
Elena: But are the portions getting smaller?
Ryan Clark: No, I think you're just eating it from farther away, so it looks...

Ryan Clark: Because I am captain... anything I say is automatically seductive. Pass the salt...

Matt Spencer: Hey, Ryan, this is just your daily reminder to tell the passengers that they're gonna be stuck on this elegant space finger for nearly a decade.

Matt Spencer: You have to tell the truth, Ryan. Should I use a more aggressive tack? Because I find that British people often respond better to abuse than encouragement.
Ryan Clark: Now, look, Matt, you telling me that my breath smells like a cat's back passage is not gonna make me tell them any quicker.

Ryan Clark: ...if I tell the passengers that we are stuck up here for another eight years and the food is running out, I'm gonna become the next all-you-can-eat buffet.

Spike Martin: Ryan, it's time to retract your head from your ass. Don't be afraid of the truth.
Ryan Clark: I'm not afraid of the truth! I'm just afraid of it leaving my lips.

Herman Judd: Well, the good news is, is we only have to deal with four more weeks of that. I mean, Captain Ryan would've told us if the trip is gonna be any longer. Unless he has a good reason not to, which he doesn't. Not that I'd know.

Devon: Isn't this your ship?
Herman Judd: Ship... Yeah, name only. You know, you could just as easily blame Martin Luther King for king-sized beds.
Mads: Blame him for kings.
Herman Judd: Or kings.
Mads: Or sizes.

Rav Mulcair: And so... The passengers will be split into two groups. The first group... the Guaranteed... will be fed. The second group will be given a chance to...

Ryan Clark: That's it? That's your plan? That we turn half the passengers into a screaming, underfloor heating system?

Herman Judd: I have a question. What the fuck?

Matt Spencer: Look, is it not better that half of us die quickly than that all of us starve slowly, just to play devil's advocate?

Spike Martin: You're gonna have to tell them we're not going home in a month, Ryan.
Ryan Clark: Not going to do it. You can't make me tell them. I'm going to go and gargle some bleach now, so my voice box packs in.
Billie McEvoy: No, that will actually kill you.
Ryan Clark: Added bonus.

Rav Mulcair: I mean, you can only work with the options you're given. Mass death or selective death. There's no vegan option. I'm sorry.

Billie McEvoy: Really? You're gonna do it? You-- You-- You're gonna tell them?
Ryan Clark: I am resisting with every fiber of my being, which is how I know it's the right thing to do.

Frank Kelly: I was protecting her. It's like, you know, sometimes the best way of protecting someone is by subjugating them.

Matt Spencer: Okay, but, Frank, the vow is "to have and to hold," right? Not "hold hostage."
Rav Mulcair: It's always the quiet ones...

Billie McEvoy: No, no, no. Come on. You're gonna be great. You want to rehearse the whole thing with me?
Ryan Clark: No thanks. You don't rehearse expelling kidney stones. No, I just, I've got to go in there and just do it.

Devon: What's the maximum speed of this craft?
Herman Judd: Good question. What a good question. And one I wish I could answer, but I feel like it would be culturally insensitive to our captain, Captain Ryan, who is in charge of this ship and this voyage and any changes that happen to the voyage that cannot be known by us, or specifically by me.

Karen Kelly: Ryan, is it true? That nobody knows we're here for eight years?
Ryan Clark: See, I-- I thought I was doing the passengers a service. They've had five months in a state of blissful ignorance.

Ryan Clark: Ladies and gentlemen, I do have an announcement. It appears that we may not be returning to Earth for a considerable number of months.

Billie McEvoy: We're heading towards the Sun!

Ryan Clark: Look, look, whatever-- whatever happens, I promise you everything will be okay--

Iris Kimura: Hello, Avenue 5! This is mission control. Comms are back up. Is everything okay?
Ryan Clark: Yeah. Everything's fine. Just one small issue...
Iris Kimura: Okay. Everyone here has your best interests at heart. Mission control. Families. The list is endless.

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