Quotes / They Look Just Like Everyone Else


"Every now and then
The country goes a little wrong
Every now and then
A madman's bound to come along"
—"Ballad of Booth", Assassins

Wednesday (when asked where her costume is): This is my costume. I'm a homicidal maniac. They look just like everyone else.

"Sorry I'm late. Work was murder."
Norman Osborn, Spider-Man

Charlie: Don't look at me like that, neighbor. It's just me, Charlie.
Barton: I hear it's Mundt. "Madman Mundt".
"Charlie": Jesus, people can be cruel. If it's not my build, it's my personality.

I bet that son of a bitch looked like a hard-working family man. That was all an act.
Jeane, No More Heroes

And worst of all, he could be any one of us! He could be in this very room! He could be you! He could be me! He could even be
BLU Spy, talking about his RED counterpart, Team Fortress 2

Camouflage is nature's craftiest trick.

One thing about being a cabbie, you always know a nice quiet spot for a murder. I'm surprised more of us don't branch out.
Jefferson Hope, Sherlock ("A Study in Pink")

A clean-cut guy in a suit; no one looks too close.
Jim Brass, CSI ("identity Crisis")

I have no idea what I'm going to do. I'm so deeply puzzled. I've done terrible things, I've killed three people. Really, I don't consider myself a terrible man—no more than others....I'm sure it comes as no great surprise to you when I say that there are little corners in everyone which were better off left alone; sicknesses, weaknesses, which should never be exposed. But that's your stock in trade, isn't it? a man's weakness? And I was never really fully aware of mine. Until you brought them out.
Peter Cable, Klute

Carver: Everyone is capable of murder under the right circumstances.
Ellie: No. Most people have a moral compass.
Carver: Compasses break.

Mills: We're not just going to pick up two more dead bodies, are we, John? That wouldn't be shocking enough. You've got newspapers to think about, yeah?
John Doe: Wanting people to listen, you can't just tap them on the shoulder anymore; You have to hit them with a sledgehammer. Then you'll notice you've got their strict attention.
Mills: But the question is: what makes you so special that people should listen?
John Doe: I'm not special. I've never been exceptional. This is, though. What I'm doing. My work.

Polly: The girl we met? But she didn't look like [a werewolf]!
Vimes: Well, they don't, usually. Right up until the moment when they do, if you see what I mean.

Sad to say, it's all too often pretty hard to pick a Drone out from a crowd of modern office workers. Some would even consider the Weaver-bound the ideal modern citizen...
Werewolf: The Apocalypse - Book Of The Weaver

Real Life

I'm nobody. I'm a tramp, a bum, a hobo. I'm a boxcar and a jug of wine, and a straight razor if you get too close to me.
Charles Manson in 1989

If they wanted real horror in previous films, this past version of Freddy is the most effective. There's something about Englund in normal, almost twee suburban clothes talking softly to a little girl that is far more chilling than the rubber prosthetic and Christmas sweater. Ironic that the scariest version of Kruger appears alongside the silliest and most affable version, but there it is.

Some people in the world you just don't fuck with. Unfortunately you can't always tell who those people are until it's too late and such was the case with Marvin Heemeyer. He lived in a little town in Colorado with a population of about 500. He was a welder and owned a muffler repair shop and, presumably for a while, he was a totally non-sinister individual who never even considered doing anything crazy like building a massive, nearly indestructible machine of terror. For a while.

Apparently, the guy who recently murdered nine innocent people at Umpqua Community College in Oregon had the audacity to leave behind lots of written complaints at the site of his killing spree. They were mostly about not having a girlfriend, and about feeling that everybody else was crazy...this is basically the opening of Richard III by William Shakespeare.