Quotes: Good Angel, Bad Angel

There's a devil and an angel on your shoulder, it's true,
they're always fighting, making a fool out of you.
The Underscore Orkestra, "Blue Draggish"

Devil Orange: You should tell Cucumber his mother's a pickle!
Orange: (laughs) Good idea, Devil Orange!
Angel Orange: Oh, no, Orange, you can't tell him that!
Orange: I can't?
Angel Orange: No! You should ask Cucumber... "Why the long face?"

Every man hath a good and a bad angel attending on him in particular all his life long.
— Robert Burton

Devil Pinto: Fuck her. Fuck her brains out! Suck her tits, squeeze her buns. You know she want it.
Angel Pinto: For shame! Lawrence, I'm surprised at you!
Devil Pinto: Ah, don't listen to that jack-off. Look at those gazongas! You'll never get a better chance!
Angel Pinto: If you lay one finger on that poor, sweet, helpless girl, you'll despise yourself forever! *beat* I'm proud of you, Lawrence.
Devil Pinto: You homo!

Dennis' Shoulder Devil: Hey, switch the cards. It'll be hilarious.
(Dennis looks at his other shoulder)
Dennis' Shoulder Devil: What are you looking for?
Dennis Finch: Isn't there supposed to be an angel over here?
Dennis' Shoulder Devil: Are you Dennis Finch?
Dennis Finch: Yes.
Dennis' Shoulder Devil: Then no. Do it!

Chuck: A decision has to be made, and this is going to require some very careful thought.
Janeway: What to do, what to do?
Shoulder Devil: Well, I think you should—
Janeway: I have no room for that religious crap. Get that out of here!
Shoulder Atom: Good. Now, we can discuss this rationally.
Janeway: Eh, I'm willing to try anything once. Lay some on me. What would you do?
Shoulder Atom: Well, not me per se; I mean, I'm just an atom. But, I can form a molecule with others—
Janeway: Boring! How do you deal with your enemies?
Shoulder Atom: Well...I don't have anything like that. The only thing I could really do is split and hope the energy release would destroy them all.
Janeway: Eh...not too crazy about killing myself to kill my enemies, but...I'll keep my options open. What do you think?
Shoulder Cowboy: What am I even doing here and how the hell do I get out?!
Janeway: Haha, I like the cut of your jib! All right, what do you think?
Janeway: For the last time, I am not eating Harry! Not while he's still of use to me... All right, I'm going with the Shoulder Cowboy. I'm leaving.