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-->--'''Bruce Robertson (film)'''
->'''Blake''': Ruby, is that my book?\\
'''Ruby''': This. Is. FILTH! '''FIIIIIILTH!'''\\
(Ruby slaps Blake with the book and knocks her down)\\
'''Blake''': Can... can I have my book back?\\
'''Ruby''': [[HypocriticalHumour Later!]]
-->-- ''WebAnimation/RWBYChibi''
->'''Blake''': Ruby, is that my book?\\
'''Ruby''': This. Is. FILTH! '''FIIIIIILTH!'''\\
(Ruby slaps Blake with the book and knocks her down)\\
'''Blake''': Can... can I have my book back?\\
'''Ruby''': [[HypocriticalHumour Later!]]
-->-- ''WebAnimation/RWBYChibi''
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-->--'''Bruce Robertson (film)'''
->'''Blake''': Ruby, is that my book?\\
'''Ruby''': This. Is. FILTH! '''FIIIIIILTH!'''\\
(Ruby slaps Blake with the book and knocks her down)\\
'''Blake''': Can... can I have my book back?\\
'''Ruby''': [[HypocriticalHumour Later!]]
-->-- ''WebAnimation/RWBYChibi''(film)'''
->'''Blake''': Ruby, is that my book?\\
'''Ruby''': This. Is. FILTH! '''FIIIIIILTH!'''\\
(Ruby slaps Blake with the book and knocks her down)\\
'''Blake''': Can... can I have my book back?\\
'''Ruby''': [[HypocriticalHumour Later!]]
-->-- ''WebAnimation/RWBYChibi''
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-->-- ''WebAnimation/{{RWBY}}'' Chibi
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-->-- ''WebAnimation/{{RWBY}}'' Chibi''WebAnimation/RWBYChibi''
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-->''Listen to me, Bruce, you're different to him. You're different from that monster. He made his choices, you made yours. You're too hard on yourself, Bruce. You had a wife. You had a family. You chose to protect people from predators like him. You chose to uphold the law. They wanted you to be the same, right from the start, you were the only thing a desperate, isolated people could kick out at. That was the role you took on. But you're different, Bruce, you're different from him.''
--->'''The Self'''
-->''You dig that coal baby? You dig that coal brother?\\
--->'''The Self'''
-->''You dig that coal baby? You dig that coal brother?\\
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--->'''Bruce Robertson'''
-->''My methods are my methods are my methods. I do not give an Ayelsbury Duck.''
--->'''Bruce Robertson'''
-->''The feelings must be followed. It doesn't matter whether you're an ideologue or a sensualist, you follow the stimuli thinking that they're your signposts to the promised land. But they are nothing of the kind. What they are is rocks to navigate past, and each one you brush against, ripping you a little more open and they are more, always more, on the horizon. But you can't face up to that, so you force yourself to believe the bullshit of those you instinctively know to be liars and you repeat those lies to yourself and to others, hoping that by repeating them often and fervently enough you'll attain the godlike status we accord those who tell the lies most frequently and most passionately.\\
-->''My methods are my methods are my methods. I do not give an Ayelsbury Duck.''
--->'''Bruce Robertson'''
-->''The feelings must be followed. It doesn't matter whether you're an ideologue or a sensualist, you follow the stimuli thinking that they're your signposts to the promised land. But they are nothing of the kind. What they are is rocks to navigate past, and each one you brush against, ripping you a little more open and they are more, always more, on the horizon. But you can't face up to that, so you force yourself to believe the bullshit of those you instinctively know to be liars and you repeat those lies to yourself and to others, hoping that by repeating them often and fervently enough you'll attain the godlike status we accord those who tell the lies most frequently and most passionately.\\
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-->'''Bruce Robertson'''
-->''You've gone wrong somewhere, pal.''
--->'''Amanda Drummond'''
-->''I only care about me and about why I don't care about anyone else.''
--->'''Bruce Robertson'''
-->''That’s the beauty aboot being polis: it doesnae really matter whether or not everybody hates you, as long as they’re civil tae your face and can put up a good front. You can only live in the world you ken. The rest is just wishful thinking or paranoia.''
--->'''Bruce Robertson'''
-->''She was your first love and you never really knew her as well as you wanted to. She liked music and looked and smelt nice and your heart used to and still does break, if you're honest with yourself, every time you think of her. Sometimes you can't help yourself but the games help.\\
-->''You've gone wrong somewhere, pal.''
--->'''Amanda Drummond'''
-->''I only care about me and about why I don't care about anyone else.''
--->'''Bruce Robertson'''
-->''That’s the beauty aboot being polis: it doesnae really matter whether or not everybody hates you, as long as they’re civil tae your face and can put up a good front. You can only live in the world you ken. The rest is just wishful thinking or paranoia.''
--->'''Bruce Robertson'''
-->''She was your first love and you never really knew her as well as you wanted to. She liked music and looked and smelt nice and your heart used to and still does break, if you're honest with yourself, every time you think of her. Sometimes you can't help yourself but the games help.\\
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--->'''The Self'''
-->''Sometimes, aye, you get your wee zones of relative freedom to retreat into, those light, delicate spaces where new things, different, better things can be perceived of as possibles.\\
-->''Sometimes, aye, you get your wee zones of relative freedom to retreat into, those light, delicate spaces where new things, different, better things can be perceived of as possibles.\\
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--->'''Bruce Robertson'''
-->''Scotland. This nation brought the world television, the steam engine, golf, whisky, penicillin, and, of course, the deep-fried Mars Bar. It is great being Scottish. We're such a uniquely successful race. And as my wife, Carole, always says, 'There's no place like home.' The games are always, repeat, always being played. But nobody plays the games like me: Detective Sergeant Bruce Robertson. Soon to be Detective Inspector Bruce Robertson. You just have to be the best, and I usually am. Same rules apply.''
--->'''Bruce Robertson (film)'''
-->''I think they've left me. I think my family have left me. And I don't know how. I can't remember why. You see, there's something wrong with me. There's something seriously wrong with me!''
--->'''Bruce Robertson (film)'''
--> '''Blake''': Ruby, is that my book?
--> '''Ruby''': This. Is. FILTH! '''FIIIIIILTH!'''
--> (Ruby slaps Blake with the book and knocks her down)
--> '''Blake''': Can... can I have my book back?
--> '''Ruby''': [[HypocriticalHumour Later!]]
---> RWBY Chibi
-->''Scotland. This nation brought the world television, the steam engine, golf, whisky, penicillin, and, of course, the deep-fried Mars Bar. It is great being Scottish. We're such a uniquely successful race. And as my wife, Carole, always says, 'There's no place like home.' The games are always, repeat, always being played. But nobody plays the games like me: Detective Sergeant Bruce Robertson. Soon to be Detective Inspector Bruce Robertson. You just have to be the best, and I usually am. Same rules apply.''
--->'''Bruce Robertson (film)'''
-->''I think they've left me. I think my family have left me. And I don't know how. I can't remember why. You see, there's something wrong with me. There's something seriously wrong with me!''
--->'''Bruce Robertson (film)'''
--> '''Blake''': Ruby, is that my book?
--> '''Ruby''': This. Is. FILTH! '''FIIIIIILTH!'''
--> (Ruby slaps Blake with the book and knocks her down)
--> '''Blake''': Can... can I have my book back?
--> '''Ruby''': [[HypocriticalHumour Later!]]
---> RWBY Chibi
to:
-->
'''Ruby''': This. Is. FILTH!
-->
(Ruby slaps Blake with the book and knocks her
-->
'''Blake''': Can... can I have my book
-->
'''Ruby''': [[HypocriticalHumour Later!]]
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--->'''Bruce Robertson (film)'''
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--->'''Bruce Robertson (film)'''(film)'''
--> '''Blake''': Ruby, is that my book?
--> '''Ruby''': This. Is. FILTH! '''FIIIIIILTH!'''
--> (Ruby slaps Blake with the book and knocks her down)
--> '''Blake''': Can... can I have my book back?
--> '''Ruby''': [[HypocriticalHumour Later!]]
---> RWBY Chibi
--> '''Blake''': Ruby, is that my book?
--> '''Ruby''': This. Is. FILTH! '''FIIIIIILTH!'''
--> (Ruby slaps Blake with the book and knocks her down)
--> '''Blake''': Can... can I have my book back?
--> '''Ruby''': [[HypocriticalHumour Later!]]
---> RWBY Chibi
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--->'''Bruce Robertson'''
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--->'''Bruce Robertson'''Robertson'''
-->''Scotland. This nation brought the world television, the steam engine, golf, whisky, penicillin, and, of course, the deep-fried Mars Bar. It is great being Scottish. We're such a uniquely successful race. And as my wife, Carole, always says, 'There's no place like home.' The games are always, repeat, always being played. But nobody plays the games like me: Detective Sergeant Bruce Robertson. Soon to be Detective Inspector Bruce Robertson. You just have to be the best, and I usually am. Same rules apply.''
--->'''Bruce Robertson (film)'''
-->''I think they've left me. I think my family have left me. And I don't know how. I can't remember why. You see, there's something wrong with me. There's something seriously wrong with me!''
--->'''Bruce Robertson (film)'''
-->''Scotland. This nation brought the world television, the steam engine, golf, whisky, penicillin, and, of course, the deep-fried Mars Bar. It is great being Scottish. We're such a uniquely successful race. And as my wife, Carole, always says, 'There's no place like home.' The games are always, repeat, always being played. But nobody plays the games like me: Detective Sergeant Bruce Robertson. Soon to be Detective Inspector Bruce Robertson. You just have to be the best, and I usually am. Same rules apply.''
--->'''Bruce Robertson (film)'''
-->''I think they've left me. I think my family have left me. And I don't know how. I can't remember why. You see, there's something wrong with me. There's something seriously wrong with me!''
--->'''Bruce Robertson (film)'''
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-->''Listen to me, Bruce, you're different to him. You're different from that monster. You're too hard on yourself, Bruce. You had a wife. You had a family. You chose to protect people from predators like him. You chose to uphold the law. They wanted you to be the same, right from the start, you were the only thing a desperate, isolated people could kick out at. That was the role you took on. But you're different, Bruce, you're different from him.''
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-->''Listen to me, Bruce, you're different to him. You're different from that monster. He made his choices, you made yours. You're too hard on yourself, Bruce. You had a wife. You had a family. You chose to protect people from predators like him. You chose to uphold the law. They wanted you to be the same, right from the start, you were the only thing a desperate, isolated people could kick out at. That was the role you took on. But you're different, Bruce, you're different from him.''
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--->'''Bruce Roberston'''
-->''The feelings must be followed. It doesn't matter whether you're an ideologue or a sensualist, you follow the stimuli thinking that they're your signposts to the promised land. But they are nothing of the kind. What they are is rocks to navigate the past, and each one you brush against, ripping you a little more open and they are more, always more, on the horizon. But you can't face up to that, so you force yourself to believe the bullshit of those you instinctively know to be liars and you repeat those lies to yourself and to others, hoping that by repeating them often and fervently enough you'll attain the godlike status we accord those who tell the lies most frequently and most passionately.\\
But you never do, and even if you could, you wouldn't value it, you'd realise that nobody believes in heroes any more. We know that they only want to sell us something we don't really want and keep from us what we really do need. Maybe that's a good thing. Maybe we're getting in touch with our condition at last. It's horrible how we always die alone, but it's no worse than living alone...''
-->''The feelings must be followed. It doesn't matter whether you're an ideologue or a sensualist, you follow the stimuli thinking that they're your signposts to the promised land. But they are nothing of the kind. What they are is rocks to navigate the past, and each one you brush against, ripping you a little more open and they are more, always more, on the horizon. But you can't face up to that, so you force yourself to believe the bullshit of those you instinctively know to be liars and you repeat those lies to yourself and to others, hoping that by repeating them often and fervently enough you'll attain the godlike status we accord those who tell the lies most frequently and most passionately.\\
But you never do, and even if you could, you wouldn't value it, you'd realise that nobody believes in heroes any more. We know that they only want to sell us something we don't really want and keep from us what we really do need. Maybe that's a good thing. Maybe we're getting in touch with our condition at last. It's horrible how we always die alone, but it's no worse than living alone...''
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--->'''Bruce Roberston'''
Robertson'''
-->''The feelings must be followed. It doesn't matter whether you're an ideologue or a sensualist, you follow the stimuli thinking that they're your signposts to the promised land. But they are nothing of the kind. What they are is rocks to navigatethe past, and each one you brush against, ripping you a little more open and they are more, always more, on the horizon. But you can't face up to that, so you force yourself to believe the bullshit of those you instinctively know to be liars and you repeat those lies to yourself and to others, hoping that by repeating them often and fervently enough you'll attain the godlike status we accord those who tell the lies most frequently and most passionately.\\
But you never do, and even if you could, you wouldn't value it, you'd realise that nobody believes in heroes any more. We know that they only want to sell us something we don't really want and keep from us what we really do need. \\
Maybe that's a good thing. Maybe we're getting in touch with our condition at last. It's horrible how we always die alone, but it's no worse than living alone...''
-->''The feelings must be followed. It doesn't matter whether you're an ideologue or a sensualist, you follow the stimuli thinking that they're your signposts to the promised land. But they are nothing of the kind. What they are is rocks to navigate
But you never do, and even if you could, you wouldn't value it, you'd realise that nobody believes in heroes any more. We know that they only want to sell us something we don't really want and keep from us what we really do need.
Maybe that's a good thing. Maybe we're getting in touch with our condition at last. It's horrible how we always die alone, but it's no worse than living alone...''
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Now they are no longer enough.\\''
--->'''The Self'''
--->'''The Self'''
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Now they are no longer enough.\\''
''
--->'''TheSelf'''Self'''
-->''Sometimes, aye, you get your wee zones of relative freedom to retreat into, those light, delicate spaces where new things, different, better things can be perceived of as possibles.\\
Then it stops. Suddenly you see that those zones aren't there any more. They were getting smaller, you knew that. You knew that some day you'd have to get round to doing something about it. When did this happen? The realisation came some time after. It doesn't really matter how long it took: two years, three, five or ten. The zones got smaller and smaller until they didn't exist,and all that's left behind is the residue. That's the games.''
--->'''Bruce Robertson'''
--->'''The
-->''Sometimes, aye, you get your wee zones of relative freedom to retreat into, those light, delicate spaces where new things, different, better things can be perceived of as possibles.\\
Then it stops. Suddenly you see that those zones aren't there any more. They were getting smaller, you knew that. You knew that some day you'd have to get round to doing something about it. When did this happen? The realisation came some time after. It doesn't really matter how long it took: two years, three, five or ten. The zones got smaller and smaller until they didn't exist,and all that's left behind is the residue. That's the games.''
--->'''Bruce Robertson'''
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-->''My methods are my methods are my methods. I do not give an Aylsebury Duck.''
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-->''My methods are my methods are my methods. I do not give an Aylsebury Ayelsbury Duck.''
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-->''I look at her in a grim, tearing focus. Nosy cunt. Get a fuckin life of your own instead of nosing into other people's. -- I'm heading up this investigation Drummond! Don't fuckin forget that! GET ON WITH YOUR FUCKIN JOB AND QUIT PLAYING THE AMATEUR FUCKIN PSYCHOLOGIST!''
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-->''I look at her in a grim, tearing focus. Nosy cunt. Get a fuckin life of your own instead of nosing into other people's. -- I'm heading up this investigation Drummond! Don't fuckin forget that! GET ON WITH YOUR FUCKIN JOB AND QUIT PLAYING THE AMATEUR FUCKIN PSYCHOLOGIST!''only care about me and about why I don't care about anyone else.''
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--->'''Bruce Robertson'''
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--->'''Bruce Robertson'''Robertson'''
-->''She was your first love and you never really knew her as well as you wanted to. She liked music and looked and smelt nice and your heart used to and still does break, if you're honest with yourself, every time you think of her. Sometimes you can't help yourself but the games help.\\
Or at least they used to.\\
Now they are no longer enough.\\''
--->'''The Self'''
-->''She was your first love and you never really knew her as well as you wanted to. She liked music and looked and smelt nice and your heart used to and still does break, if you're honest with yourself, every time you think of her. Sometimes you can't help yourself but the games help.\\
Or at least they used to.\\
Now they are no longer enough.\\''
--->'''The Self'''
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-->''You dig that coal baby? You dig that coal brother?\\
I don't fuckin well dig it or the filthy cunts that do.''
--->'''Bruce Robertson'''
I don't fuckin well dig it or the filthy cunts that do.''
--->'''Bruce Robertson'''
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-->''I look at her in a grim, tearing focus. Nosy cunt. Get a fuckin life of your own instead of nosing into other people's. -- I'm heading up this investigation Drummond! Don't fuckin forget that! GET ON WITH YOUR FUCKIN JOB AND QUIT PLAYIN THE AMATEUR FUCKIN PSYCHOLOGIST!''
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-->''I look at her in a grim, tearing focus. Nosy cunt. Get a fuckin life of your own instead of nosing into other people's. -- I'm heading up this investigation Drummond! Don't fuckin forget that! GET ON WITH YOUR FUCKIN JOB AND QUIT PLAYIN PLAYING THE AMATEUR FUCKIN PSYCHOLOGIST!''PSYCHOLOGIST!''
--->'''Bruce Robertson'''
-->''That’s the beauty aboot being polis: it doesnae really matter whether or not everybody hates you, as long as they’re civil tae your face and can put up a good front. You can only live in the world you ken. The rest is just wishful thinking or paranoia.''
--->'''Bruce Robertson'''
-->''That’s the beauty aboot being polis: it doesnae really matter whether or not everybody hates you, as long as they’re civil tae your face and can put up a good front. You can only live in the world you ken. The rest is just wishful thinking or paranoia.''
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-->I look at her in a grim, tearing focus. Nosy cunt. Get a fuckin life of your own instead of nosing into other people's. -- I'm heading up this investigation Drummond! Don't fuckin forget that! GET ON WITH YOUR FUCKIN JOB AND QUIT PLAYIN THE AMATEUR FUCKIN PSYCHOLOGIST!
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--->'''Bruce Robertson'''
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--->'''Amanda Drummond'''
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--->'''Amanda Drummond'''Drummond'''
-->I look at her in a grim, tearing focus. Nosy cunt. Get a fuckin life of your own instead of nosing into other people's. -- I'm heading up this investigation Drummond! Don't fuckin forget that! GET ON WITH YOUR FUCKIN JOB AND QUIT PLAYIN THE AMATEUR FUCKIN PSYCHOLOGIST!
-->I look at her in a grim, tearing focus. Nosy cunt. Get a fuckin life of your own instead of nosing into other people's. -- I'm heading up this investigation Drummond! Don't fuckin forget that! GET ON WITH YOUR FUCKIN JOB AND QUIT PLAYIN THE AMATEUR FUCKIN PSYCHOLOGIST!
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-->''Listen to me, Bruce, you're different to him. You're different from that monster. You chose to protect people from predators like him. You chose to uphold the law. They wanted you to be the same, right from the start, you were the only thing a desperate, isolated people could kick out at. That was the role you took on. But you're different, Bruce, you're different from him.''
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-->''Listen to me, Bruce, you're different to him. You're different from that monster. You're too hard on yourself, Bruce. You had a wife. You had a family. You chose to protect people from predators like him. You chose to uphold the law. They wanted you to be the same, right from the start, you were the only thing a desperate, isolated people could kick out at. That was the role you took on. But you're different, Bruce, you're different from him.''
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-->''The feelings must be followed. It doesn't matter whether you're an ideologue or a sensualist, you follow the stimuli thinking that they're your signposts to the promised land. But they are nothing of the kind. What they are is rocks to navigate the past, each on your brush against, ripping you a little more open and they are always more on the horizon. But you can't face up to the that, so you force yourself to believe the bullshit of those you instinctively know are liars and you repeat those lies to yourself and to others, hoping that by repeating them often and fervently enough you'll attain the godlike status we accord those who tell the lies most frequently and most passionately.\\
But you never do, and even if you could, you wouldn't value it, you'd realise that nobody believes in heroes any more. We know that they only want to sell us something we don't really want and keep from us what we really do need. Maybe that's a good thing. Maybe we're getting in touch with our condition at last. It's horrible how we always die alone, but no worse than living alone...''
But you never do, and even if you could, you wouldn't value it, you'd realise that nobody believes in heroes any more. We know that they only want to sell us something we don't really want and keep from us what we really do need. Maybe that's a good thing. Maybe we're getting in touch with our condition at last. It's horrible how we always die alone, but no worse than living alone...''
to:
-->''The feelings must be followed. It doesn't matter whether you're an ideologue or a sensualist, you follow the stimuli thinking that they're your signposts to the promised land. But they are nothing of the kind. What they are is rocks to navigate the past, and each on your one you brush against, ripping you a little more open and they are more, always more more, on the horizon. But you can't face up to the that, so you force yourself to believe the bullshit of those you instinctively know are to be liars and you repeat those lies to yourself and to others, hoping that by repeating them often and fervently enough you'll attain the godlike status we accord those who tell the lies most frequently and most passionately.\\
But you never do, and even if you could, you wouldn't value it, you'd realise that nobody believes in heroes any more. We know that they only want to sell us something we don't really want and keep from us what we really do need. Maybe that's a good thing. Maybe we're getting in touch with our condition at last. It's horrible how we always die alone, but it's no worse than living alone...''
But you never do, and even if you could, you wouldn't value it, you'd realise that nobody believes in heroes any more. We know that they only want to sell us something we don't really want and keep from us what we really do need. Maybe that's a good thing. Maybe we're getting in touch with our condition at last. It's horrible how we always die alone, but it's no worse than living alone...''
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''Listen to me, Bruce, you're different to him. You're different from that monster. You chose to protect people from predators like him. You chose to uphold the law. They wanted you to be the same, right from the start, you were the only thing a desperate, isolated people could kick out at. That was the role you took on. But you're different, Bruce, you're different from him.''
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''My methods are my methods are my methods. I do not give an Aylsebury Duck.''
--->'''Bruce'''
--->'''Bruce'''
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-->''The feelings must be followed. It doesn't matter whether you're an ideologue or a sensualist, you follow the stimuli thinking that they're your signposts to the promised land. But they are nothing of the kind. What they are is rocks to navigate the past, each on your brush against, ripping you a little more open and they are always more on the horizon. But you can't face up to the that, so you force yourself to believe the bullshit of those you instinctively know are liars and you repeat those lies to yourself and to others, hoping that by repeating them often and fervently enough you'll attain the godlike status we accord those who tell the lies most frequently and most passionately.\\
But you never do, and even if you could, you wouldn't value it, you'd realise that nobody believes in heroes any more. We know that they only want to sell us something we don't really want and keep from us what we really do need. Maybe that's a good thing. Maybe we're getting in touch with our condition at last. It's horrible how we always die alone, but no worse than living alone...''
-->'''Bruce Robertson'''
-->''You've gone wrong somewhere, pal.''
--->'''Amanda Drummond'''
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''Listen to me, Bruce, you're different to him. You're different from that monster. You chose to protect people from predators like him. You chose to uphold the law. They wanted you to be the same, right from the start, you were the only thing a desperate, isolated people could kick out at. That was the role you took on. But you're different, Bruce, you're different from him.''
--->'''The Self'''
''My methods are my methods are my methods. I do not give an Aylsebury Duck.''
--->'''Bruce'''
--->'''The Self'''
''My methods are my methods are my methods. I do not give an Aylsebury Duck.''
--->'''Bruce'''