"As you can see, I have in my hand here, your commanding officer's head. I didn't catch his name, so we'll just call him Teddy. Teddy was very brave. Teddy didn't want to do as my friends and I asked. *drops head on the floor* Don't be like Teddy. Don't be brave. We're looking for cowards here today. Cowards listen to us. And more importantly, cowards get to live."
Kchula-Tzaatz: [to the Pride Circle] The Honor War has been declared, fought and won. See what dishonor has brought to Rrit Pride! Behold the head of Meerz-Rrit. Behold the head of First-Son-of-Meerz-Rrit. The head of Myowr-Guardmaster. The head of Patriarch's Telepath...
Rrit-Conserver: I would leave this sorry demonstration, Ftzaal-Tzaatz.
Ftzaal-Tzaatz: And miss the ascension of the next of the Rrit Dynasty? Have you no curiosity?
Rrit-Conserver: It is Second-Son. He has betrayed his own blood. Spare me this shameful demonstration.
Ftzaal-Tzaatz: You seem so sure.
Rrit-Conserver: Your brother would have raised his head after First-Son's had it not been so.
Rrit-Conserver: I would leave this sorry demonstration, Ftzaal-Tzaatz.
Ftzaal-Tzaatz: And miss the ascension of the next of the Rrit Dynasty? Have you no curiosity?
Rrit-Conserver: It is Second-Son. He has betrayed his own blood. Spare me this shameful demonstration.
Ftzaal-Tzaatz: You seem so sure.
Rrit-Conserver: Your brother would have raised his head after First-Son's had it not been so.
"If I want to go the extra mile, I can cut off the leader's head and wear it around my neck. I think even among complete aliens that still sends a pretty universal message."
— Gordon Freeman, Freeman's Mind
Chiana: You are being paid to work together!
Rygel: That's right...
[Durka's severed head rolls to a halt in front of the assembled mercenaries]
Rygel: And that's what we do to people who don't. You're here to do a job: start acting like professionals.
Rygel: That's right...
[Durka's severed head rolls to a halt in front of the assembled mercenaries]
Rygel: And that's what we do to people who don't. You're here to do a job: start acting like professionals.
Drug Dealer: Why in the hell should we listen to you?
(Red Hood throws a duffel bag in front of them. The criminals look inside and recoil in horror. One throws up.)
Red Hood: Those are the heads of all your lieutenants. That took me two hours. You wanna see what I can get done in a whole evening?
(Red Hood throws a duffel bag in front of them. The criminals look inside and recoil in horror. One throws up.)
Red Hood: Those are the heads of all your lieutenants. That took me two hours. You wanna see what I can get done in a whole evening?
Jek: The people of Androzani Major will not wait for their Spectrox. Long before then, they will rise in protest and the Praesidium will be forced to agree to my terms.
Peri: What are your terms, Sharaz Jek?
Jek: They can have all the Spectrox they want when I have the head of Morgus here at my feet. I want the head of that perfidious, treacherous degenerate brought to me here, congealed in its own evil blood.
Peri: What are your terms, Sharaz Jek?
Jek: They can have all the Spectrox they want when I have the head of Morgus here at my feet. I want the head of that perfidious, treacherous degenerate brought to me here, congealed in its own evil blood.
Where is Kishnar? I want your report on him. Tell him I will give him twenty-four hours. I want that man's head.
The translator put emphasis on the last word.
"We have not found the body of the third agent, but his head was delivered to my office in a cardboard box." Major-General Vasuratna, Thai Military Intelligence.
"Part of their culture," Pepperidge told me, trying, I suppose, to make light of it. "Once you're snuffed, you won't care where the bloody thing is."
The translator put emphasis on the last word.
"We have not found the body of the third agent, but his head was delivered to my office in a cardboard box." Major-General Vasuratna, Thai Military Intelligence.
"Part of their culture," Pepperidge told me, trying, I suppose, to make light of it. "Once you're snuffed, you won't care where the bloody thing is."
— Quiller's Run, by Adam Hall
Kurt Semmler was forty, and it was he who, in the early days back in the enclave, had devised the skull-and-crossbones motif that the mercenaries and their African trainees wore. It was also he who had cleared a five-mile sector of Federal soldiers by marking out the front line with stakes, each bearing the head of one of the previous day's Federal casualties. For a month after that his was the quietest sector of the campaign.
"The price you pay for bringing up either my Chinese or my American heritage as a negative is: I collect your fucking head. [holds up Tanaka's head] Just like this fucker here."
— O-Ren Ishii, Kill Bill
Ra's tented his hands. "I would think not. My ranks are more disciplined than that. However, I will give you this, Detective. If one of my men is involved in this matter, I will send you his head in a box, and a note of apology. This, I promise."
"The minute... the second I get out of here, I'm going to take your head and mount it in the Normandy CIC. Then I'm going to mount his/her head next to yours! Then I'm going to take both your heads and space them out the airlock!"
— Commander Shepard, Mass Effect 3: Citadel
"I agree with Pilot Soryu, we must reave apart the Angel and display its head so that all will be aware of the folly it committed against us."
— Rei, Rise of the Minisukas
"When I go hand-to-hand with you, I go HAM-mer!
Knock off his dome, wrap it up in his own banner!
Send it back to Rome with a message from the Zulu:
If you battle (Shaka!), this what happen (to you!)
Shaka Zulu, Epic Rap Battles of History
