Patrick Jane: That's why it's a trap.
"Which were his elaborate maneuvers to draw the Manties and Graysons out of position prior to the attack," Tourville said without hesitation. "He got too clever and tried to manipulate themto suck them out of his way so as to give himself a virtually unopposed shot at his objective. Worse, he seems to have fallen in love with his own plan. When he finally hit Yeltsin, he'd spent so much time convincing himself his preliminary operations had worked perfectly that he came in fat, dumb, and happy. ... That was a tactical failure on his part once all the pieces were in play, but, frankly, any strategist who depends on convincing his adversaries to do what he wants has made the kind of mistake even amateurs should know enough to avoid. Oh, it's always worth trying to mislead the other side, convince him you're going to hit him at Point A when you actually intend to blow hell out of Point B, but you should nevereverset up a strategy under which the enemy has to do what you want if your own operations are going to succeed."
Ahmed: Drag you? I had to sabotage my own ship so you wouldn't lose me!
Vimes: Yes, but... you... knew how I'd react.
Vimes's heart began to sink. Everyone knew how Sam Vimes would react.
Danny Ocean: Because you're you and I'm me.
Jul 'Mdama: Let them, Gek.
Gek: They carry the soul of a Promethean Knight!
Jul 'Mdama: And we have made enough of a display trying to retrieve it.
Legend: She had Weld pass on a message, telling Crawler what we had planned. He was so tickled at the idea that we would be able to hurt him that he stayed where he was while the teams made their retreat.
Blomkvist: Well it didn't work. I'm still here.
Martin Vanger: Mikael, it did work. You're here.
Nathan: Just like I knew you would.
Malcolm: For what? You were perfect. You did exactly what I thought you'd do.
Reese: What are you talking about?
Malcolm: They have a fake letter. I knew Francis wouldn't leave us alone without getting something and I knew you'd give it away. I knew exactly what everyone would do.
Reese: So where's the real letter?
Malcolm: I had to think of the one place they'd never think of looking. I had to give it to the one person they'd never think I'd give it to. I did the most brilliant thing of all. I gave it to Dewey.
Dewey: And I hid it under Mom's pillow.
Malcolm: You what?!
(Picture of a red giant sun)
Reed: I'm picking up several Xindi vessels. I'm also reading significant quantities of kemocite.
Archer: What's our status?
Reed: Minimal damage. The hull plating's coming back online.
Archer: Arm all weapons. Lay in a course for those kemocite signatures, full impulse. Get him out of here.
Degra: YOU'LL NEVER GET CLOSE TO THE WEAPON! OUR DEFENSE PERIMETER WILL DESTROY YOU!
Archer: Show him.
(They were still at the test site, nowhere near Azati Prime. His unbridled rage just confirmed that the coordinates were correct.)
Archer: Thanks for your help.
Superman: Perfect! He's reacting exactly as I'd hoped he would!
She had been gauging the pressure of his grip with great accuracy. Her talk to Badra had a specific effect on Mala, she could tell by a certain feeling against her back. And when a man starts to think down there, she told herself, he loses a little ability to think up elsewhere.
<That is the anti-matter universe,> sent Satan Girl.
<Oh, very good,> mocked Kara, smiling like a teacher tutoring her most backward pupil. <Now, if you'll just join me here, I can finish you right off.>
The villainess didn't budge. <It'll blow us both to bits if we touch any substance there without force-shields or matter-conversion,> she sent. <I can just wait you out. You'll come back, or you'll be atomized. Either way, I win.>
<Oh, will you?>, asked Kara. <I thought for certain that you wanted to tear me apart with your own hands. Except it hasn't been that easy, has it? Maybe you're just not up to it, after all... since you're just a pretty pathetic copy of me.>
Satan Girl's expression of hatred, which was about the only one she owned, intensified. <YOU...> she began, and that was all she could get out.
<Just one more thing, darling,> sent Kara. <I didn't want to have to tell you this, but we killed Mordru. He's dead. Hope you didn't get attached to him too much.>
At that, Supergirl knew she had succeeded. Probably a little more than she wanted.
Satan Girl surged forward like an express train, her arms outstretched, and Kara flew through the warp.
Shino: You were clearly agitated by the apparent changes to his appearance. This obviously interfered with conducting logical thought processes.
Kurenai: That's part of the answer.
Naruto: From... from what you said earlier, about when you said I'd still be your student. You repeated that several times, but it didn't make sense until I'd seen Lee. Then I understood that if Gai made Lee dress like him, you might be afraid he'd do the same with me.
Kurenai: Exactly. And if I was afraid it would happen, then I obviously considered it to be at least remotely possible, correct?
Shino: So he showed you something you at least partially expected to see, and made sure that it was sufficiently upsetting that you would react without thinking first?
Kurenai: Exactly. Now, while this was a good prank, you can also apply those principles on missions, can't you?
Piccolo: You? What could you possibly—?
Goku: Why do you think Gohan and I went into the Time Chamber after Vegeta and Trunks?
Goku: Because if Gohan and I came out first, we'd've killed Cell right away. But leaving that job to Vegeta? Well...I mean, you saw what happened.
Piccolo: I'm...confused, because it sounds like you knew Vegeta would screw up.
Goku: Well, it was gonna be him or Krillin.
Piccolo: Oh my Go— B-b-but how did you know he wouldn't just kill everyone after becoming perfect?!
Goku: I took care of that myself. (flashback) Oh, and, uh...Cell? You're gonna die. (back to present) Cell would never pass that up...because I wouldn't.
Piccolo: Okay, but...but why Gohan?
Goku: Piccolo...I ain't gonna be around forever. Sooner or later, death is gonna...stick, y'know? So what then? Someone's gotta be here when I'm not. And when I was in the Chamber with him, I realized that...that person...is Gohan.
[Lucius] did not have the words to adequately describe how he felt as far as he was aware, the English language did not have a word that encapsulated the utter horror of realising that all your efforts, all your best laid plans and most cunning manoeuvres have been nothing more than a small part of someone else's grander scheme. Nor did it have a word that described the feeling where you thought you were writing your own song, but found that it was merely a small part of a greater symphony. Nor did it have one that described how you felt when, in fact, your very worst fears had just come true. But if there were such words, he would have used them.
Step 2: Choose the completely wrong moment to make a drunken move after hanging out at a strip club and get shot down on purpose.
Step 3: Agree that you two dont work, locking the door on any future you could have together, which will drive Robin nuts.
Step 4: Robin goes nuts.
Step 5: Find the person who annoys Robin most in the world and ask for her help. Explain everything to Patrice and hope she agrees to help.
Step 6: Check with your doctor about possible broken ribs.
Step 7: Pretend to be dating Patrice.
Step 8: Wait until Robin inevitably breaks into your place to find The Playbook and show it to Patrice, which youll monitor via the hidden cameras you have in your apartment.
Step 9: After Patrice finds The Playbook, have your first big fight.
Step 10: Prove your loyalty to Patrice by burning The Playbook, and actually burn it. You dont need it anymore.
Step 11: Because your friends have no boundaries, theyll inevitably have an intervention for Robin, which youll monitor via the hidden cameras you have in Marshall and Lilys apartment.
Step 12: Tell only Ted about your plan to propose to Patrice.
Step 13: Wait and see if Ted tells Robin. And if he does, it means your best bro in the world has let go of Robin and has given you his blessing.
Step 14: Robin arrives at her favorite spot in the city and finds the secret final page of The Playbook the last play youll ever run.
Step 15: Robin realizes shes standing underneath mistletoe.
Step 16: Hope she says yes.
If she were humble enough to admit she'd taken her eyes off Raven, she wouldn't have, but this was Cinder. Humble was not in her dictionary, nor was it in her interests to admit to any failure to Salem.
Cinder would lie for him. And without ever realising it.