Adiane: Hate you? I really couldn't care less about you. I was told to kill you, so that's precisely what I'm going to do! Whether I hate you or not is irrelevant.
Nia: So you're saying that you're willing to kill me simply because you were ordered to do so?
Adiane: Of course I am, what of it?
Nia: If my father ordered you to take your own life, would you do that too?
Athrun: He was an enemy! He was no longer on my side! I had no choice but to kill him, did I?
Cagalli: [grabs Athrun by the neck and points her gun at him] You fool! How could you come to that conclusion? How could you end up doing something like that?
Athrun: He killed Nicol! Nicol loved to play the piano. And he was only 15. Yet Kira killed him, when he was only fighting to protect the PLANTs!
Cagalli: Kira also fought only because he wanted to protect others! So why did he have to be killed? And of all people, at the hands of a friend! One kills because another is killed! Then gets killed because he kills! How the hell is that going to bring us peace? Well?
Batman: What happens to everyone on this Earth when yours comes back?
Kal-L: They'll be folded into its historical fabric.
Batman: You mean they'll die.
Kal-L: No. They'll be replaced, just like everyone on my Earth was. But they'll be better. I never lie, Bruce.
Batman: And what about Dick Grayson?
Batman: Is he a better man on your Earth than he is on mine?
Vivienne: THEY WERE MURDERED! BY HIM AND HIS! Sacrifice... has purpose. This? Senseless. Unnecessary. Wasted. Do you... even care?
Vivienne: Guess not.
Kaji winced. He smoothed his expression back out and said, "It's just words, Asuka. Words are easy to say. They're a lot harder to really mean. How can you possibly know if it's true, and will be for as long as youre talking about?"
"I believe him," Asuka stated with utter conviction.
"Just words," Shinji suddenly said, his voice cold and fixing Kaji with another harsh stare that made him think of how much Shinji resembled his father. "Just words... have you said them to Misato-san?"
Kaji suddenly couldn't meet his eyes.
Pyrrha gave a start.
Ruby was leaning in slightly, peering up with faintly worried eyes.
"Are you okay, Pyrrha?"
She asked it so earnestly that for a moment Pyrrha wanted to say-
No, not really.
Gabriel: Don't be ridiculous. I know exactly when
Adrien: Then why didn't you get me anything?
Gabriel glares right back, but he doesn't say anything. There's no good answer to that question, and Adrien knows it. He feels a strange, cold satisfaction as he watches Gabriel's expression shift almost imperceptibly, pinpointing the exact moment when his father realizes that he's been beaten.
"I have asked questions of Lord Ronan when things were unclear to me," she said. "As for having my best interests in mind, I repeat: I enjoy my present status in society because of obeying his orders."
"So far," said Carol. "But what happens when they feel youre just another piece of meat to throw to the dogs?"
Iva now definitely looked confused, and somewhat angry. "Explain yourself."
"Look at it this way. Theyve probably thrown a lot of sparring partners at you, just to see how fast and how well you could kill them. Correct?"
"Substantially, yes," said Iva.
"Now theyre matching you against me, just for the pleasure of the big boys," Carol continued. "Just for the pleasure of seeing me killed. Isnt that right?"
"The basic idea of it is correct," Iva agreed.
"This has all been done to make you into the perfect fighting machine. Would you agree with that?"
Iva looked as though she were being drawn into a trap, but couldnt bring herself to avoid it. "Not in those precise words, but the gist of it is valid."
"So what happens when they want an even more perfect fighting machine, and throw you to her as a sacrifice?"
Ivas jaw was open. No sound came out.
"The Kree are very functionalistic," said Carol. "Youre only good to them until they can get somebody better. Once they do, or they think they do, theyll see you as nothing but meat for the grinder. And somebody else will be using you as a hamburger."
She doubted that Iva knew exactly what a hamburger was. But she got the meaning of it. Iva was furious. For some reason, that heartened Carol.
"In the arena, you will beg me for your destruction," hissed the blue woman. "That is when your agonies will only have started."
"We were not afraid!" he insisted.
"Why your haste?" asked Varda, and then he knew, knew beyond any doubt, that she was right. A sickening feeling took his stomach, and he was glad he had not eaten in years.
Lapis Lazuli: Yeah. Cracked, tortured, trapped in a mirror, 6 millennia, conscious the whole time. What were you trapped in?
Spinel: Pink said she'd come back, and she just abandoned me there, staring at that warp pad-
Lapis Lazuli: You mean you could have just left?
Ranma: And how's that different from doing what you want?
"Zod is trying to save Krypton. If bloodlines like those on the Council hadn't existed, none of the radical decisions that are destroying our planet would have happened," explained Kara.
Jor took a step forward. "Are those your words or Zod's? Have you forgotten that Zod considered you a freak just like so many others? You are in that uniform not because of him but because of yourself and your father who believed in you." The words stunned Kara as she tried to maintain her calm. Zor-El was the one who told her she could do anything she wanted to and was the main reason she endured the insults and fights in the academy.
Makoto: That safety is an illusion. An illusion that lets people like Kaneshiro thrive.
Sae: What a childish way of thinking. If maintaining the safety we have means that an occasional innocent is jailed or suffers, then so be it.
Makoto: If the ends justify the means, then what, precisely, is your problem with the Phantom Thieves? If you dont believe that people like Kaneshiros, or anyones rights, matter more than the safety of society, then why do you care that we changed his heart without his consent? Or are only those who make or enforce the law allowed to break it?
For perhaps one of the first times of her career, Sae found herself without a single counterargument.
With a strange fear gripping her heart, Kasumi found herself unable to nod her acceptance. She knew she should, for Sumire. But she didn't want to. Kasumi had loved her life until recently. Everything had been perfect. Up until Sumire had ran away from her on that rainy street.
"Does that scare the fearless Kasumi?" Hiraguchi asked teasingly, raising one eye in challenge.
" Yes." She answered honestly her voice hoarse. "Why is this happening coach? Why is everything changing? It was all perfect before "
"You should know I can't answer that question," Hiraguchi answered, a slight disapproving tone to her voice. "And who was it perfect for? You and Sumire? Or just you?"
Akechi sighed and put a hand to his face for a moment. He took a deep breath, then leant forward.
Im not trying to convince you. I dont care, remember that okay? But do you want to hear what Maruki thinks of you? From the perspective of someone less under his influence.
There was something intense in Akechis eyes; something that made her nod her head, even though she wasnt sure she wanted to know.
Good. Then first I have to ask: you love your sister, right? You miss her?
She nodded without thinking, a little offended that he needed to ask.
Of course I do! Kasumi was my best friend in the world, how could I not miss her?
He nodded thoughtfully and tapped his cheek.
And you regret causing her death?
She winced, and slumped down into her seat a little, but nodded anyway. It wasnt like he was wrong, it just still hurt to hear be said so bluntly.
Akechi was still smiling, but his expression turned dark. There was an edge of cruelty to it that made Sumire shrink further down into her seat.
So then, He said, baring his teeth slightly through his smile. Why then, did she not return when Isshiki and Okumura did?
Yu looked over his shoulder to see the boy sitting there.
Ren: I have a question youre heading home one night. Things are normal. Like they always are whenever you head back home from school- except this time you hear a woman crying for help. You turn the corner and you see her begging for a drunk and off-kilter man grabbing her and trying to force her into a vehicle. If you were a good little boy youd pay it no mind cause hey its none of your business right? But youre not like that are you? Youd intervene. Youd tell the guy to back off and get him off the girl. Theres a tussle and the asshole winds up hurting himself. Except it turns out hes a fucking high-time super rich politician with connections out the asshole and more money than you could hope for. He intimidates the woman, the person you tried to help, into basically telling the police a lie and saying you assaulted her. You get taken away. Youre given a criminal record. Your mother starts crying herself to sleep every night. Your former friends suddenly start to avoid you like the plague. You had a girl who liked you but now shes terrified of you. Teachers start finding convenient excuses for you to go into study hall all so they dont gotta put up with you. Pretty soon youre a pariah on society all cause you played good Samaritan.
Naoto hid her eyes behind her hat as his story went on. She had read the police report on Amamiya and knew what he was talking about. Reading the statistics and basics of the crime on a paper was one thing but hearing it from the horses mouth was something different. The simply brash and harsh tone of it all caused her stomach to almost wretch.
Everyone else likewise felt a very tangible air of uncomfortable atmosphere at hearing the story. Kanji grit his teeth in anger at the scenario. Yosuke just looked down and miserable, perhaps some part of the story reminding him of his own social ostracization. Rise just looked blank and hollow at the story while Yukiko was simply silent. Neither one of them could really process the emotions of what they were feeling or how theyd react if they were forced to go through it. Chie was stuck between anger and pity, unsure if she should be upset at herself or the situation. It was probably a good thing Teddie wasnt here hed probably not understand any of it and just say something inappropriate.
Ren: Tell me something Narukami, if you were in that situation? What would you have done differently from me?
Yu paused as he stared at the man for a long moment. Slowly the boy turned back to the doorway and said the only words that he rightfully could at the time.
Yu: Not a whole lot to be honest.
And like that, Yu opened the door and left the room.
Elsa: Enough, Anna!
Anna: No, why?! Why do you shut me out?! Wh-Why do you shut the world out?! WHAT ARE YOU SO AFRAID OF?!
Elsa: I said ENOUGH!!
Nick: Oh, I think you said plenty.
Judy: What do you mean?
Nick: "Clearly, there's a biological component"? "These predators may be reverting back to their primitive, savage ways"? Are you serious?
Judy: I just stated the facts of the case. I mean, it's not like a bunny can go savage.
Nick: Right, but a fox could, huh?
Judy: Nick, stop it! You're not like them!
Nick: Oh, there's a them now?
Judy: You know what I mean! You're not that kind of predator!
Nick: The kind that needs to be muzzled?! The kind that makes you think you need to carry around fox repellant?! Yeah, don't think I didn't notice that little item the first time we met! So l-let me ask you a question: Are you afraid of me? Do you think I might go nuts? That I'll go "savage?" You think that I might try to... EAT YOU?! (bares his teeth and claws)
Judy: (steps back and reaches for her fox repellant)
Nick: I knew it. Just when I thought somebody actually believed in me.
Ham: Trained astronaut? Space chimps are a joke.
Luna: Is that what you think of your grandfather?
Buzz: To do what, Woody? Watch kids from behind glass and never be loved again? Some life.
Madison Russell: Bullshit! You said we were doing this for Andrew. [tearfully] Do you really think he would've wanted this?
Emma Russell: [looks anguished; slightly shakes her head]
Madison Russell: Exactly.
Sonny: I do. I have even had dreams.
Detective Del Spooner: Human beings have dreams. Even dogs have dreams. But not you. You are just a machine. An imitation of life. Can a robot write a symphony? Can a robot turn a canvas into a beautiful masterpiece?
Sonny: ...Can you?
Ghost of Christmas Present: Are there no prisons? Are there no workhouses?
Judge: No, but what I'm saying - let me rephrase - to make room, you were picking women out and saying "You you and you have to be sent back to be killed."
Hanna: Well, what would you have done?
Kaladin: Didn't you tell me you'd given up that grief?
Amaram: Yes! I'm beyond guilt!
Kaladin: Then why do you still hurt?
Amaram: Everything I've done, I've done for Alethkar. I'm a patriot!
Kaladin: If that's true, why do you still hurt?
Kalec: As did Arthas when he slaughtered everyone in Stratholme. And even he did not act with such hatred in his heart towards those he killed. Tell me, is this what your legacy is to be, Jaina Proudmoore? To be another Garrosh? Another Arthas?
G'Kar: What do you mean, what do I want?
Morden: What do you want?
G'Kar: What do I want for supper? What do I want to do this evening? What do I—
Morden: What do you want?
G'Kar: This is pointless. What I want is for you to go away and leave me in peace.
Morden: As you say.
G'Kar: Wait. What do I want? The Centauri stripped my world. I want justice.
Morden: But what do you want?
G'Kar: To suck the marrow from their bones and grind their skulls into powder.
Morden: What do you want?
G'Kar: To tear down their cities, blacken their sky, sow the ground with salt...to completely, utterly erase them.
Morden: And Then What??
G'Kar: ...I don't know. As long as my homeworld's safety is guaranteed, I don't know that it matters.
Morden: (disappointed) I see. Thank you for your time, Ambassador. Good day.
Londo: This is a silly conversation.
Morden: Yes, it is. What do you want?
Londo: To be left alone!
Morden: Is that it? Is that really all, Ambassador?
Londo: ...All right. Fine. You really want to know what I want? You really want to know the truth? I want my people to reclaim their rightful place in the galaxy! I want to see the Centauri stretch forth their hand again and command the stars! I want a rebirth of glory, a renaissance of power! I want to stop running through life like a man late for an appointment, afraid to look back, or to look forward! I want us to be what we used to be. I want... I want it all back, the way that it was! Does that answer your question?
Morden: Yes. Yes, it does. Thank you, Ambassador.
Delenn: I am Delenn.
Inquisitor: Unacceptable answer. I already know your name. Who are you?
Delenn: Delenn! (shocked)
Inquisitor: If you repeat an unacceptable answer, the penalty will be increased. Who are you?
Delenn: I... I am the ambassador for Minbar.
Inquisitor: Unacceptable. That is only your title. What other people call you when you choose to hide behind formalities. Who are you?
Delenn: I, uh... I'm the daughter of... (shocked)
Inquisitor: Unacceptable. What a sad thing you are. Unable to answer even such a simple question without falling back on references and genealogies and what other people call you. Have you nothing of your own? Nothing to stand on that is not provided, defined, delineated, stamped, sanctioned, numbered and approved by others? How can you be expected to fight for someone else when you haven't the fairest idea who you are?
The Captain: I'm gratified that you appreciate it.
The Doctor: Appreciate it? Appreciate it? But you commit mass destruction and murder on a scale that's almost inconceivable and you ask me to "appreciate it?" Just because you happen to have made a brilliantly conceived toy out of the mummified remains of planets!
The Captain: Devil storms, Doctor! It is not a toy!
The Doctor: THEN WHAT'S IT FOR?! What are you doing? What could possibly be worth all this?
Dalek: (silently turns back to van Statten, and then back to Rose) I want... freedom.
The Doctor: Not all the time. I'm sorry.
Amy: ...Then what is the point of you?
Sawyer: He means "talk."
Juliette: We don't have time for this.
Sawyer: We cleared our schedules. We got all the time in the world.
Juliette: You know it's interesting... that you two are now the camp's moral police. I'm curious, Sayid, how long was it before you told everyone on that beach exactly how many people you've tortured in your life? Do they know about Basra? And I'm sure the first thing you did when you got here, James, was to gather everyone in a circle and tell them about the man you shot in cold blood the night before you got on the plane. So why don't we just skip the part where you two pretend to be righteous? I'm taking that medicine back to Claire, and you're going to let me. Because if she doesn't get it, she's going to die. And the last thing either of you need right now... is more blood on your hands.
Maxwell: And wait six months while the bureaucrats sit around reading reports, trying to figure out what to do? They don't know what's going on out here. But you should, Picard. You know what it's like to be under fire.
Picard: You weren't under fire.
Maxwell: Lives were at stake.
Picard: Whose lives?
Maxwell: We had to act now.
(Picard is at a loss for words and turns away)
Data: I see, it is precisely because I am not human.
Picard: (shaken) That will be all, Mr. Data.
Maddox: I don't understand.
Picard: What is he?!
Maddox: A machine!
Picard: Is he? Are you sure?
Picard: You see he's met two of your three criteria for sentience, [intelligence and self-awareness,] so what if he meets the third, consciousness, in even the smallest degree? What is he then? I don't know, do you? (to Riker, who'd been forced to argue for Maddox's side) Do you? (to the judge) Do you? Are you prepared to condemn him and all who come after him to servitude and slavery?
"Geordi": I've had to shut down the warp engines, Captain.
"Geordi": Antimatter containment fields are fluctuating. It's nothing to worry about though.
Riker: We're on the edge of the Neutral Zone on impulse power, and you're not concerned?
"Geordi": I'll have the engines back online in no time, sir.
Riker: Like you tracked down that faulty processing accelerator?
"Geordi": I'm running a level one diagnostic.
Riker: For thirty hours? It would never take you more than four. You're incapable of that level of incompetence, Mister La Forge! Worf, where did you get that scar?
"Worf": In combat.
Riker: What battle? When? Which sector? Which unit? Mister Data, if we left immediately, when would we arrive at Outpost 23?
"Data": At warp 1, in three days, four hours.
Riker: How about at warp 7? (pause) At warp 8? At warp 9? What's the matter, Data? What happened to those millions of calculations per second?
"Data": Pardon me, sir. I am experiencing subspace interference which limits my abilities. I can't operate as quickly as-
Riker: What did you say?
"Data:" I said I cannot operate-
Riker: No! That's not what you said. You said "I can't." You used a contraction, didn't you?
"Data": Sir, I can explain if you would just give me a moment.
Riker: No, you can't. Don't even try!
("Picard", "Troi" and Tomalak have come out of the ready room)
"Picard": Captain, perhaps it would be best if we discussed this-
Riker: SHUT UP!
"Picard": I beg your pardon?
Riker: I said, "Shut up!" As in "Close your mouth and stop talking!"
"Troi": Will, I sense how upset you are. You're angry and impatient...
Riker: Deanna, back off. Well, would anyone else like to speak up? Or shall we end this charade?
Castiel: It sounds so simple when you say it like that. Where were you when I needed to hear it?
Dean: I was there. Where were you?
Riley: If I ever am.
Sam: In the meantime, all of this self-hating, violent crap... how's that working for you?
Boy: Wow! And we grandpa? Who are we?
(a moment later)
Mom: Where's your grandpa?
Boy: In the library, crying.
(Calvin's Dad stares straight ahead, completely lost for words)
Calvin: I think grown-ups just act like they know what they're doing.
Paarthurnax: The Blades are wise not to trust me. Onikaan ni ov. I would not trust another dovah.
The Dragonborn: Why shouldn't they trust you?
Paarthurnax: Dov wahlaan fah rel. We were made to dominate. The will to power is in our blood... you feel it in yourself, do you not? I can be trusted. I know this. But they do not. Onikaan ni ov dovah. It is always wise to distrust a dragon. I have overcome my nature only through meditation and long study of the Way of the Voice. No day goes by where I am not tempted to return to my inborn nature. Zin krif horvut se suleyk. What is better? To be born good, or to overcome your evil nature through great effort?
Player Character: But not always. Mostly, it makes things worse.
Yuthura: Any failure to get the results I want is due to a lack of power on my part. That can change, in time. As a Sith, my mettle is tested far more than when I was a Padawan. I know this may sound strange, but only my compassion stands in my way, now. Once that is gone, let the slavers beware.
Player Character: But... if you lose your compassion, will you still care about those slaves?
Yuthura: I... yes, of course. I-I mean... losing my compassion as in... holding back...
"What makes you happy? I wonder...what makes you happy...does it make...others happy, too?"
"The right thing...what is it? I wonder...if you do the right thing...does it make...everybody...happy?"
"Your true face... What kind of... face is it? I wonder... The face under the mask... Is that... your true face?"
Sol: Why the sudden curiousity?
Ky: I want to know if you sincerely don't care what happens to the rest of the world.
Sol: That's a dumb question.
Ky: It is not! Yes, he did took away some of what makes you human, but that doesn't mean he altered your mind or your soul.
Sol: So what?
Ky: I want to believe that you'll fight for the people of this world.
Sol: Are we seriously having this conversation? Look, kid, I'm a monster. I'm here to do two things: destroy That Man and kill all the other Gears. If the world's in trouble, I'll bust some asses, sure, but only 'cause I need it around to do my job. Not too different from the Valentines in that sense. Now if you've got it in your head that we're gonna be best pals, rethink that. I've got my own shit to take care of.
Ky: Then why do you care about Dizzy?
Ky: My wife. You saved her and she's a Gear. My son, Sin. He's a half-Gear. You said you wanted to destroy all Gears. Why are they any different?
Sol: ...This conversation is over, and we're never having it again.
Ky: Wait! Dammit, you can't run away from the truth, Sol!
Sol: (grabs Ky by his collar) Shut the hell up, Ky, or I'll pound the shit out of you!
Ky: (undeterred) Try.
Sol: Now we're talkin'.
Ky: Tell me, Sol. (knocks Sol's hand away) Just what will happen after you've taken your revenge?
Sol: I don't really think that far ahead.
Ky: Will you go hide from the world like Sin said you would?
Darko: A thousand.
Niko: You killed my friends for one thousand dollars?
Darko: How much do you charge to kill someone?
Rin: I don't want them to ask me questions like that. I can never say the right things.
Hisao: What do you want then?
Rin: That someone wouldn't have to ask questions from me.
Hisao: But if you found someone like that, then what? Do you really think it would be some kind of be-all, end-all thing, star-crossed lovers and happily ever after?
My question is met by a blank stare, the darkness in her eyes unfazed by the thinly veiled bitterness.
Rin: No, I don't think that. But at least then I wouldn't have to be alone.
She whispers the words to the lights of the town but I hear them anyway.
Blake: There's too much wrong in this world to just stand by and do nothing. Inequality. Corruption. Someone has to stop it.
Oobleck: Very well. How?
Blake: I... uh.
Rob: Why on Earth would I ask for his help? He's the one who made me a villain in the first place!
Penny: Let me ask you this: did Gumball force you to be the bad guy, or did you choose to be the villain?
Rob: ... What?
Sally (playing as Yoda): If only they were animals, I could cure them.
Ben: Um. We need to find out who did this.
Sally: Maybe it was bees!
Ben: Sally, this is serious. You need to play it seriously.
Sally: Just because you do everything Dad tells you to!
Ben: What? No I don't!
Sally: Why are you studying medicine then?!
Allison: No. I choose king.
BUT YOU CAN NEVER DEFEAT ME.
Peace made by ruling the world with fear can't succeed as long as you can't defeat me. It will never work. It's absolutely impossible for you. Your compromised monster hobby! VS my serious hero hobby! Even if that's all I had, I still wouldn't lose! It was a mistake to lower the hurdle right before the goal. A half-assed objective can't succeed. But what about "next time?" What will you do next?
Dale: That's illegal. You should report it to the robot civil rights people.
May: I just got out of jail, remember? I gotta keep my head down and not stir up trouble.
Dale: Then how are you different from the person working at that store?
Cait Sith: Well, because-
Cid: I bet the f**ker called up the Turks to say we were coming so they could ambush us.
Cait Sith: What?! No, I-
Barret: Or maybe you're recording live so your friends from Shinra can hear us.
Cait Sith: Do not call those people my friends!
Tifa: They why, Cait? Why is your greedy corporate fat cat ass even here?!
Cait Sith: Because I fucking hate my job! I've seen firsthand what Shinra's done. All the things they've destroyed: homes, dreams, lives... And if it means they can make a few more bucks, the planet will probably be next! I know you guys don't trust me, but I can't just sit around anymore and watch them abuse their power like this. That's why I'm coming with you.
Pinkie: But you're gonna die anyway?
Maud: Obviously, what's your point?
Pinkie: My point is that if death is certain anyway, then what's the harm in trying to live a little longer? At the very worst, you'll still end up dead like you wanted, but at best you might actually be happy.
Zuko: First I have to get it out of here.
Iroh: And then what?! You never think these things through! This is exactly what happened when you captured the Avatar at the north pole! You had him, and then you had nowhere to go!
Zuko: I would have figured something out!
Iroh: No! If his friends hadn't found you, you would have frozen to death!
Zuko: I know my own destiny, Uncle!
Iroh: Is it your own destiny? Or is it a destiny that someone else has tried to force on you?
Zuko: Stop it, Uncle! I have to do this!
Iroh: I'm begging you, Prince Zuko! It's time for you to look inward and begin asking yourself the big questions: Who are you? And what do you want?
Aang: It never is.
Zuko: Then there's one thing I have to ask... What are you going to do when you face my father?
BoJack: I don't even know what pattern you're talking about.
Braxby: I'll try one more time. Over these last two days, you've drawn us an outline of a person. A person who doesn't think about others, a person who puts his own needs first, and over and over, other people get hurt. Not necessarily because he means to hurt them, but because he just doesn't care. This person I'm describing, is it a different person, or is it you?
BoJack: Yeah. It's me.
Meg: What accomplishments?
Peter: Go to your room.
Selene: But who betrayed your clan?
Luna: And who caused this pain?
Demona: The vikings destroyed my clan.
Selene: Who betrayed the castle to the vikings? (Demona did)
Demona: The Hunter hunted us down!
Phoebe: Who created the Hunter? (Demona did)
Demona: Canmore destroyed the last of us.
Luna: Who betrayed Macbeth to Canmore? (Demona again)
(Demona's eyes widen as she realizes just what she's done)
Eiling: Superman and your Justice League are a threat to a safe and stable world.
Old Woman: Drop the act.
(Eiling turns to discover that a group of ordinary people has gathered around the fallen Shining Knight, making a human shield)
Old Woman: You think killin' Superman would make the world safe? Or killin' this boy? Or us? Tell me, how many of us do you have to kill to keep us safe?
Eiling: They're the ones I'm after, not you. I'm not the menace - metahumans are. Superpowered beings.
Boy: You're the only one around here with superpowers.
(Eiling pauses, then drops the car he's carrying)
Eiling: All right, I've become what I hate. I'll give you that.
Sweetie Belle: I do understand, and we've all been feeling guilty, but we just want our cutie marks so badly.
Rarity: Do you really think that writing nasty things and making everypony feel horrible is your destiny?
Sweetie Belle: Well...when you put it that way...
Mr. Burns: Yes.
Homer: Okay, bad example... So let me ask you this! Does your money ever hug you when you come home at night?
Mr. Burns: Why, no...
Homer: And does it ever say, "I love you?"
Mr. Burns: No... it doesn't...
Ned: I'd like to hear from Sideshow Mel!
Mel: I'll see to it that Burns suffers the infernal machinations of hell's grim tyrant!
Burns: Oh, you all talk big, but who here has the guts to stop me?
(the residents of Springfield all begrudgingly avert their eyes; except for one)
King Harrow: Would you, Viren?
Lord Viren: I... [clears throat]
King Harrow: ... Get Out!.
Mordecai: Benson, we're sorry.
Rigby: Yeah, the bag wouldn't open and the napkins—
Benson: NO! No more! Here's what you guys are gonna do for the rest of the trip! Nothing! Absolutely nothing! Don't say anything! Don't DO anything! JUST STOP MESSING THINGS UP!
Rigby: Benson, why do you hate us so much?
Benson: [sighs] I don't hate you guys. I just hate some of the things you do. ...Okay, I really hate some of the things you do. I know you don't mean them, but I'm your boss, and it's my job to push you to do better.
Kyle: If it needs to be seen by everybody, then why don't you put it out on the internet for free?
Stan: [long silence]
Stan: ...What- what was the question again?
Kyle: [slowly] If you really think every kid in America should see your anti-bullying movie, then why don't you put it on the Internet, for free?!
Stan ...Get- get out of here, Kyle! I'm trying to go to the bathroom!
Looten Plunder: Monsters? (soldiers stare at Plunder) Who are you calling monsters?
Commander Clash: You! You and your kind!
Looten Plunder: Don't listen to him! Money's all that matters. Money and power! (soldiers cheer for Plunder)
Commander Clash: What good is money in a world destroyed by waste and pollution?