Tucker: Someone's life? HAHAHAHAHAAA! Fullmetal Alchemist, look at your leg! Your arm! Your brother! Those things are also the result of 'messing around' with somebody's life, aren't they?
Ed: SHUT UP! [WHACK!]
Tucker: We are the same! We're the same, you and me!
Ed: WE'RE NOT!
Tucker: Oh, but yes we are! The opportunity was right in front of us and we took it! We had to, even though we knew it was against the rules!
Touko Aozaki: Oh, please. Don't bother saying something worthless like "You should be dead."
Alba: But you're dead! I killed you!
Touko: Well, are you sure 'that' was me to begin with?
Alba: What are you saying?!
Touko: A couple years ago, I set out to make the ultimate puppet; a perfect copy of myself. No worse than me, and no better, either. After a while, I completed my perfect doppelgänger.
Alba: Impossible! Humans will always strive to make something better then themselves! But... Wait...
Touko: Once I'd finished, I looked down at my work and contemplated my own existence. Did I even need to be alive anymore? Well, I suppose concerns such as that are trivial, in the grand scheme of things. You know, Alba, I normally make another backup puppet before doing something like this, but you're an exception.
Alba: Wait... Are you the fake? No... That can't be... You're the real thing, right? But that can't be...
Touko: Funny thing is, I can't even tell you for sure anymore. But that's not important right now. You've said something that you really shouldn't have.
Alba: NO! This is... I don't understand! I DON'T UNDERSTAND!
Genjyo Sanzo: I think you're full of shit. Maybe your master was a Sanzo. But if you really inherited the title... Where the hell's your Sutra?
Genjyo Sanzo: You went out of your way to take mine. That was only because you don't have your own, right?
Kami-sama: Sh- Shut up!
Genjyo Sanzo: You never told us your name because you don't have a proper Buddhist title as a Sanzo, I'll bet.
Kami-sama: Shut up!
Genjyo Sanzo:You may have inherited the clothes and the powers and the castle from your master... But he still never gave you the title of "Sanzo".
Kami-sama: SHUT UP!
Moeka: That's a lie...
Okabe: You know in your heart that you are never going to hear from FB again, Moeka. It's torture, isn't it? Worse than death!
Moeka: Stop it!
Okabe: When's the last time they responded? Huh? Poor, patient Moeka, abandoned yet again. You're going to die, Moeka, right here!
Okabe: You're going to murder yourself, surrounded by darkness!
Okabe: You know what your grand reward is for killing Mayuri? You die like a stray mutt, forgotten until they trip over your corpse!
Moeka: FB will -
Okabe: FB WON'T HELP! All it would take is a single text, right?! BUT THEY DON'T CARE!
Kira: Shut up!
Rau: Justice and faith, ignorance and escapism! They never learn, they never listen! We have reached the end of that path! There is no way to prevent it now! Mankind vanquished, at last! Just as they deserve!
Kira: I won't allow it! You're crazy, and so's your logic!
Rau: That's how people think, you know it.
Kira: No way! You're wrong... people aren't like that at all!
Rau: Ha! How are they not like that? What's your proof? This is a world where people's hearts are filled with hatred! Where fingers have no purpose other than to pull triggers! What do you believe in? And why do you?
Kira: You don't understand anything else!
Rau: (smiling) Of course! After all, people can only understand what they've experienced!
(Kira flashes back to various moments from the series and begins to suffer Heroic BSoD)
Rau: Why torment yourself? Saying, "eventually, someday"? How long have you been fighting with your thoughts clouded by that brand of sweet poison?
Trunks: Of course! That's why Father stopped getting stronger! He could have... but he knew about its limits! And I just kept plowing forward like a stupid child. [powers down and lands] You can finish me if you want. I've failed.
Cell: [smirks] How very gracious of you.
Existence is random; has no pattern save what we imagine after staring at it too long. No meaning save what we choose to impose. This rudderless world is not shaped by vague metaphysical forces. It is not God who kills the children. Not Fate that butchers them or Destiny that feeds them to the dogs. It's us. Only us.
Does that answer your question, doctor?"
Scourge: You want a medal?
Jules: No. I want you to understand I will do what it takes to keep my son safe.
Scourge: Cute. Trying to prove you're not afraid of me?
Jules: What's to be afraid of? This world is full of heroic beings that fight a single great evil. That tells me your world is full of cowards, each doing their part to ruin their world. That's why you don't scare me— Because I know at your core, you're a coward too.
Scourge: Coward? I conquered a planet on my own!
Jules: You brought a different brand of ruination.
Scourge: Try again, Pops. On my world, we had a time called "The Great Peace". My dad was part of that. Brought everyone together in one big group hug. Ten years later, everything had stagnated and fallen apart. I didn't ruin the world. I woke it up!
Jules: That's your answer to it all? Violent takeover and anarchy?
Scourge: Not really anarchy since everyone bows to me. Since you seem so hung up on the correlations, how do you like this one: Sonic's dad isn't really a mobian anymore. My dad simply isn't.
Jules: Are you trying to shock me? Intimidate? That falls short when the mighty world-conquering "king" has to sneak in during the middle of the night to get a leg up on my boy.
Scourge: (Gets in Jules's face threateningly) Sonic's good at smashing bots. Want to see what I can do?
Jules: (Stands up to make Scourge back off) I am not your father. I was on the front lines of the Great War. I won't go quietly. And while you may not care about the loss of your Jules, I'm certain my son will be very upset. Do you want that on your head too?
Scourge: (Tears streaming down his face as he leaves with a dead-looking expression) Just a bunch of empty words. You're no different from my old man after all.
Simba: That's not gonna work, Scar. I've put it behind me.
Scar: Ah, but what about your faithful subjects? Have they put it behind them?
Nala: Simba, what is he talking about?
Scar: Ah, so you haven't told them your little secret. Well, Simba, now's your chance to tell them. Tell them who is responsible for Mufasa's death!
Sarabi: ...it's not true! Tell me it's not true!
Simba: It's true.
Scar: You see? He admits it! Murderer!
Simba: No, it was an accident!
Scar: If it weren't for you, Mufasa would still be alive! It's your fault he's dead! Do you deny it?
Scar: Then you're guilty!
Simba: No, I'm not a murderer!
Scar: Oh, Simba, you're in trouble again. But this time, Daddy isn't here to save you. And now everyone! Knows! WHY!
Elsa: No... (Drops to the ground in grief)
Agent Jack Valentine: What?
Yuri: This. Tell me I'm everything you despise. That I'm the personification of evil. That I'm responsible for the breakdown of the fabric of society and world order. I'm a one man genocide. Say everything you want to say to me now. Because you don't have long.
Valentine: Are you paying attention? Or are you delusional? You have broken every arms embargo written. There is enough evidence here to put you away for consecutive life sentences. You are going to spend the next 10 years of your life going from a cell to a courtroom before you even start serving your time. I don't think you fully appreciate the seriousness of your situation!
Yuri: [Almost whispering] My family has disowned me. My wife and son have left me. My brother is dead. [Slightly louder] Trust me, I fully appreciate the seriousness of my situation. But I promise you, I won't spend a single second in a courtroom.
Valentine: You are delusional.
Yuri: I like you, Jack. Well... maybe not, but I understand you. Let me tell you what's going to happen, then this way you can prepare yourself. Soon there's going to be a knock on that door, [looks at interrogation room door] and you will be called outside. In the hall will be a man who outranks you. First he'll compliment you on the fine job you've done, that you're making the world a safer place, that you're to receive a commendation and a promotion... and then he's going to tell you that I am to be released. You're going to protest, you'll probably threaten to resign... but in the end I will be released. The reason I'll be released is the same reason you think I'll be convicted. I do rub shoulders with some of the most vile, sadistic men calling themselves leaders today. But some of these men are the enemies of your enemies. And while the biggest arms dealer in the world is your boss - the President of the United States, who ships more merchandise in a day than I do in a year... sometimes it's embarrassing to have his fingerprints on the guns. Sometimes he needs a freelancer like me to supply forces he can't be seen supplying. So, you call me evil, but unfortunately for you, I'm a necessary evil.
[somebody knocks on interrogation room door]
Valentine: I'd tell you to go to hell, but I'd say you're already there.
Neo: Because I choose to.
(Envy snarls at Billy through Doctor Sivana)
And that's why all the other sins don't invite him out to play, man! 'Cause they all know who'd win!
(Sivana creates thunderbolts out of his hands in frustration)
And it's not weak... worthless... ugly... Envy.
(cue Villainous Breakdown)
Franz Oberhauser/Ernst Stavro Blofeld: [shrugs] My wounds will heal. What about yours? Look around you, James look. This is what's left of your world. Everything you ever stood for, everything you believed in a ruin.
Bond: Why are we here? Did you miss me?
Oberhauser: No. [blows into the glass, creating water droplets. He then makes a heart sign out of the air, indicating that he's taken Bond Girl Madeleine Swann hostage] But I know someone who does.
Bond: [referring to Madeleine] Where is she?
Oberhauser: That's for you to find out. [Activates a timer] In three minutes, this building will be demolished. Well, I can get out easily. Now, you have a choice. Die trying to save her, or save yourself and live with the pain.
Bond: You're bluffing.
Oberhauser: Am I? [snickers smugly after brief pause] I've really put you through it, haven't I? Oh well, that's brothers for you they always know which button to press!
Jason: I know about Beirut. I know what you did. It all ends tonight.
Dewey: It'll be a lot easier if you do it right away. You didn't come here for revenge. You came because it's time to come in. Your father created the program. Didn't have what it takes to make it work. And you did. You always did. That's why you volunteered.
Jason: I volunteered because I thought our enemies killed him. I volunteered because of a lie!
Dewey: No. You volunteered because of who you are. You volunteered because you are Jason Bourne. And, not, David Webb.
[Jason then grabs Dewey and slams him against a window]
Dewey: 32 kills, Jason. Everyone of them made a difference. People all across this country, are safer because of what you did.
Jason: I'm trying to find another way.
Dewey: And how's that working out for you? You're never going to find any peace. Not till you admit to yourself, who you really are. It's sudden death here, Jason. It's time to come in.
Jeff: Maybe you should tell him you're hopelessly in love with him. [Annie is stunned] High school must have been tough, huh? Waiting for a superstar to notice you. But here, he's all alone, and he needs so much help! Did you enroll in all of his classes, or were you worried that might freak him out? The important thing is that you are there for him. The important thing is that you are the only one there for him. And you don't really care what he wants, just as long as you don't have to share him with the rest of the world. Because really, you're just as selfish as I am. You're just not as good at it yet.
Annie: [hurt] You're right. I could never be as good as you. Probably because I actually care.
Jeff: [Flippantly] Profound, but technically meaningless. [upset, Annie storms off] And don't bother trying that thing that women do when they walk away and make the guy feel like crap because it's not going to happen! Yeah! [guilty] Damn it!
Eddie Thawne: And what exactly makes me such a failure?
Eobard: Tough question, Eddie. Where to start? Oh, how about your career as a police detective? It's spectacularly uneventful.
Eddie: Yeah, well, we'll see.
Eobard: No, we have seen. I have seen. I am from the future, and you are the only Thawne to be all but forgotten by history. Waste of a life, waste of a man, and, oh no, you don't even get the girl.
Eddie: What are you talking about?
Eobard: (shows Eddie a newspaper from the future). Observe, if you will. The "by" line. Barry marries Iris, and not you. We're just gonna have to give this ring back to Grandma Agnes. You, Eddie, won't be needing it.
Bing: It's not stuff, it's—
Judge Hope: Truth. Am I right? Your truth, admittedly, but truth nonetheless. And you're right; authenticity is in woefully short supply. I'd like to hear you talk again...
Willow: [smirks] Promise?
Buffy: You don't want that.
Willow: Why not?
Buffy: Because you lose everything. Your friends, yourself.... Willow, if you let this control you, then the world goes away. And all of us with it. There's so much to live for. Will, there's too much-
Willow: Oh, please! This is your pitch? Buffy, you hate it here as much as I do. I'm just more honest about it.
Buffy: That's not true!
Willow: You're trying to sell me on the world? The one where you lie to your friends when you're not trying to kill them? And you screw a vampire just to feel? And insane asylums are the comfy alternative? This world? Buffy, it's me. I know you were happier when you were in the ground. The only time you were ever at peace in your whole life is when you were dead. Until Willow brought you back.
Dean: You better kill me now!
Future Lucifer: Pardon?
Dean: You better kill me now or I swear, I will find a way to kill you! And I won't stop-
Future Lucifer: I know you won't. I know you won't say yes to Michael either. And i know you won't kill Sam. Whatever you do, you will always end up here. Whatever choices you make, whatever details you alter, we will always end up here. I win... so I win.
Whine, whine, whine all night!
You don't deserve to live!
Why not kill yourself?
Here, have a sedative!
Whine, whine, whine! Like there's no Santa Claus!
You're pathetic because you whine -
You whine all night!
Your ass is off the team!
Go on and bitch and moan!
You don't deserve the dream!
You're gonna die alone!
Die alone! Die alone! DIE ALONE! DIE ALONE!
Spyro: Im nothing like you!
Malefor: Do you think so? Hmm...well get to that.
Cynder: Dont listen to him, Spyro. Dont listen to anything he says.
Malefor: You look so weary. Allow me to make you more comfortable (removes their magic tethers). There. Thats better isnt it? It is the least I could do for you, Cynder. After all, you've done so much for me.
Spyro: You used her!
Malefor: I used her, she used you. What does it matter really?
Spyro: What does he mean?
Malefor: What? He doesn't know? Go on! Tell him! You mustn't leave him in the dark!
Spyro: Tell me what?
Malefor: How she lured you to the Well of Souls... How she tricked you into freeing me.
Cynder: Youre lying!
Malefor: Hmm... I find it peculiar how youve chosen to remember things. Let me assure you. It was you who freed me, Spyro. And you who brought me back. And we have Cynder to thank for that (Evil Laugh)
Spyro: Cynder? Is it true?
Cynder: No --- I don't know --- I don't know anymore ---
Malefor: Oh, I think you do. But perhaps you need a little nudge (takes over Cynders mind).
Spyro: Cynder! ...Cynder, no!
Malefor: Ignitus should have warned you. You are alone here, young dragon. You have always been alone. Still, here you are, trying so desperately to save this miserable world. Refusing to accept the true role of the purple dragon. Im sure youve been told that I was the first of our kind...but I assure you, there have been many. It has been the duty of our predecessors to resurrect the Destroyer and Golems of the deep, to bring about the great cleansing! This is the true nature of our kind! Your destiny is to destroy the world!
Spyro: No! I dont believe that!
Malefor: Of Course you dont! But you have fulfilled your destiny nonetheless! In my time, I was stopped... prevented from completing my quest! But you... you have carried the flame! Be it through your own will or not! And soon, the world will be destroyed, you along with it! (Evil Laugh)
Raiden: Jetstream Sam.
Sam: I heard you chopped the lab director in half. Old habits die hard, eh, Jack? But now here you are, the child soldier, fighting for the children. Hahahahaha. Please. What do you really expect to accomplish here? Play savior to a bunch of brains... and what? Earn a medal? Think about it, Jack. No matter how many Mexican kids we cut or Africans we bury, the first world looks away. No one gives a shit. Not the media, not the politicians — certainly not the average Joe. Too busy fretting over money, or sex... religion... fame... Ah, but you're a man on a mission, aren't you... Gonna fix everything, just you and your little sword there. Solve everything with violence, is that it?
Raiden: My sword is a means to an end: to protect those you'd prey on.
Sam: Really? Lemme ask you: All those cyborgs you've killed, up to now... Maybe they weren't kids, but they were people. You ever think about them? When you're chopping them into hamburger?
Raiden: They're adults. They... made their choice.
Sam: Sure, they're adults. Sure, they signed up for this. Right on the dotted line of their PMC contract. Usually they're no strangers to war. In fact, many times they already lost a limb or two. Many times they were out of work and starving on the street. So yes... they sign up for surgery to fight God-knows-where. How else would you provide for your family when your country's embroiled in civil war? Pain receptors shut down, pumped full of fear-inhibiting nanomachines and sent right into the blender... your blender... But they made their choice, right? Open your eye and see, Raiden.
Raiden: I've seen plenty.
Sam: Then listen. Those battlefield emotions that the nanos suppress... Listen to them.
Jason: Fuck you.
Vaas: You are angry, Jason. You... are angry. Okay, I get that. I get it. I mean without family who the fuck are we? There was a time I would do anything for my sister, I mean the first time I ever killed was for my sister.... Not enough for her, no, no, no, no, no, please. You see the thing about our loved ones, right, our FUCKING loved ones, they come and they BLINDSIDE you every fucking time. So they say to me, they say Vaas, Vaas... who the FUCK is it going to be?! THEM or ME?! (violently beats his chest) MEEEEEE!!! OR THEM?! (chuckles) Like... like you know... like they fucking think that I need to make a fucking choice. (beat) By the way, this lighter really sucks. You know, so much for poetics? It's really too bad that Citra had to ink you up, because now the only way to kill you is to erase you completely. (Lisa sobs) Shhh... it's okay... alright, it's okay. Jason, I swear to God, man... it's truly beautiful that you're willing to die for the one you love. (tosses a match in the room)
Henry Leland: No Mike, you did. You brought her into this mess. You had her take you to Marburg, despite the risks, and then you failed to protect her. Blame me all you want, but step back and think about it. ...You must have thought about it. When it was all over, you were the big hero, saved all of Rome. When things were quiet, no one shooting at you, no bombs... What did you think about then?
Bill Rizer: Original one? What do you mean? Are you saying that I'm a... Clone?
Master Contra: (Evil Laugh) You catch on quickly!
Bill Rizer: Shut up! This is nonsense! You're stalling!
Master Contra: Oh? Then I'll ask you this. What do you remember from before when they put you in cold sleep, hmm? How much? You probably remember missions and battles fairly accurately. But beyond that, any personal memories? (Evil Laugh) Disturbing how little you can recall, isn't it?
Bill Rizer: But that's impossible... How?
Master Contra: Oh, it's possible. Your memories have been pieced together by a military database. (Evil Laugh)
Bill Rizer: That's... That's crazy!
Xykon: Meh. As last words go, I've heard better. Time to die, paladin!
Xykon: Hey, just a tip: if you want to start begging for mercy, now's probably the time to go for it.
Miko Miyazaki: I shall not give you the satisfaction. I have no fear. The blessing of the Twelve Gods has removed all traces of fear, magical or otherwise, from their paladins. Death does not scare me.
Redcloak: Wow. And you have the cajones to call Xykon, "unnatural abomination"? With a straight face?
Miko Miyazaki: Excuse me?
Redcloak: Think about it. Is there anything more natural than the fear response? "Fight or Flight," it's one of the most basic instincts there is. But thanks to your meddling gods, you've got no fear at all. Which leaves you with, what, "Fight or Fight Some More"? No wonder you're so angry. Maybe that's why you paladins are so full of yourselves. You're immune to the fear that you might be wrong. Immune to the fear of becoming tyrants. You know what else has no fear? Constructs. You're at least as unnatural as Xykon.
Miko Miyazaki: You dare compare me to the undead?
Xykon: You dare compare me to a paladin?
Redcloak: Hey, sure, Xykon might be a skeleton stripped of its dead flesh and forced into an unholy semblance of life by arcane powers too terrible to even consider, but at least he cops to it!
Xykon: Amen, brother! Preach it!
Redcloak: Face it, human. You're every bit as much of an "unnatural abomination" as he is, with the extra added bonus of being a myopic hypocrite. Now if you'll excuse me, this 100% all-natural goblin has an army to lead.
Xykon: Well, damn. I was gonna just kill you, but now I think it might be more evil to let you stew on that for a while.
Miko Miyazaki: Meh. As indignant speeches go, I've heard better.
Keisha: I didnt say important. I have a role to play.
Watcher: Allow me to present an alternative conclusion based on the same evidence. The reason youre still alive... is just because youre not dead yet. And everyone knows it. You are not important, Keisha. You dont have a role. There is no riddle to the beating of your heart, no conspiracy to the air in your lungs, youre merely a dead woman who hadnt died yet. And Im the one who everyone knew was coming to do it, so no one else needed to. Youve never been anything, Keisha. And soon you wont be at all.
Joker: Don't play psychoanalyst with me, boy!
Batman: Oh, I don't need a degree to figure you out. [takes out the lights] The real reason you kept coming back was you never got a laugh out of the old man.
Joker: I'm not hearing this!
Batman: Get a clue, clowny! He's got No Sense of Humour. He wouldn't know a good joke if it bit him in the cape... Not that you ever had a good joke.
Joker: Shut up... Shut up!
Batman: I mean, joybuzzers? Squirting flowers? Lame! Where's the A-material? Make a face, drop your pants, something!
Joker: Show yourself!
Batman: You make me laugh...but only because I think you're kinda pathetic. [starts laughing in mockery]
Joker: Stop that!
Batman: [keeps laughing] So you fell in a tank of acid, got your skin bleached, and decided to become a supervillain. What, you couldn't get work as a rodeo clown?
Joker: Don't you DARE laugh at me!
Batman: [still laughing] Why?! I thought the Joker always wanted to make Batman laugh!
Joker: YOU'RE NOT BATMAN!!! [throws grenades all over the place]
Jasper: How long did they keep you trapped here on this miserable hunk of rock? These gems, they're traitors to their Homeworld. They kept you prisoner. They used you. This is your chance to take revenge! Come on, just say "yes".
You are alone, child. There is only darkness for you, and only death for your people.
These ancients are just the beginning: I will command a great and terrible army. We will sail to a billion worlds; we will sail until every light has been extinguished.
You are strong, child, but I am beyond strength. I am the end, and I have come for you."
Catra: No. You can't do this. You can't come in and take this from me now.
Double Trouble: Whoa, I knew this would get a rise out of you, but, still, you really are obsessed, aren't you, kitten? [they shift back into their true form] You know, it took me a while, but I finally figured out your character. [they shift into Catra herself] You try so hard to play the big, bad villain, but your heart's never been in it, has it?
Catra: What? What are you—? Stop. Stop it.
Double Trouble: People have hurt you, haven't they? [they shift into Shadow Weaver] They didn't believe in you. [they shift into Hordak] They didn't trust you. [they shift into Adora again] Didn't need you. Left you. [they shift back into their true form] But did you ever stop to think maybe they're not the problem? [they shift into Scorpia] It's you. You drive them away, wildcat.
Catra: [on the edge of tears] Why are you doing this?
Double Trouble: [in their true form once more] It's for your own good, darling. We both know this was never what you really wanted. But it was also a good distraction. Your army was ambushed on their way to "defenseless" Bright Moon. Your face right now is almost better than applause. Almost.
Catra: You... betrayed me.
Double Trouble: It's not personal, darling. You knew how this worked. The best way to survive is: always choose the winning side. The Rebels have some kind of ancient superweapon. Any minute now, they're going to use it, and when they do everything you've worked for will be destroyed. I'd really better be going before that happens. And... scene. [they leave]
Evil Entity: Open the sarcophagus.
Shaggy: It- it spoke!
Evil Entity: Turn the lock. Set me free.
Fred: We aren't here to free you.
Velma: We're here to destroy you.
Evil Entity: Destroy me? Never. You have no choice. This is your destiny. Everything you have done, you have done for me. I brought you together as I brought all those together before you. I made you into friends. Forced you into a group. I am the author of your every hope and dream. All to this purpose- you set me free.
Shaggy: Like, is this- this evil telling the truth? Like, our whole life, our friendship... has it been a lie?
Fred: Maybe everything we think we know, none of it is real.
Daphne: No. I refuse to believe it!