Questions can only be answered Y/N.
Q. Have you stopped beating your wife?
Q. Have you stopped beating your wife?
"I've been noticing bruises on your skin
Have you been walking into furniture again?"
Have you been walking into furniture again?"
— Fionn Regan, Catacombs
"Don't worry, I'm sure both Madonna and Robin Wright also like to pretend they were never married to Sean Penn. And I'm sure if you asked them, they'd use the same excuse. 'Yeah, it doesn’t count because I wasn't properly informed that I was marrying a talking sphincter.'"
"I've seen your record, Max. You slapped one around pretty badly one time. Got hauled into court, paid a fine, got a restraining order put on you, violated it, and went to jail for a few weeks."
"Adam's strong, but his real power comes from control. He used to get in my head, make me feel small. But now I see he just wanted to pull me down to his size."
— Blake Belladonna, RWBY
Well, it wasn't two weeks after she got married
that Wanda started getting abused
She put on dark glasses, and long-sleeved blouses
and makeup to cover her bruise.
that Wanda started getting abused
She put on dark glasses, and long-sleeved blouses
and makeup to cover her bruise.
—Dixie Chicks, "Goodbye Earl"
See, the reason Lusamine gets so much praise as a villain is because, behind all the talk of space travel and intergalactic monsters, there's a very real kind of antagonist that so many people have to deal with every single day: a mother, or a father, or some other close person in someone's life that treats them terribly and disregards their feelings about it. That's such a relatable and real terror for so many people that Lusamine feels so much more villainous than other team leaders because that kind of evil hits hard on a personal level.
Way she tells me I'm her and she's mine
Open hand or closed fist would be fine
The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine
Open hand or closed fist would be fine
The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine
— "Cherry Wine", Hozier
Now he's afraid of me
It took me by surprise
The hatred in his eyes
I pushed this man as far as he could go
But he lacked the words to let me know
He acted out
Now I can see it is my fault
It took me by surprise
The hatred in his eyes
I pushed this man as far as he could go
But he lacked the words to let me know
He acted out
Now I can see it is my fault
— "It Took Me By Surprise", Maria Mena
Sasha's eyes were perpetually worried, her voice always hushed and shaky. There were never bruises that Karen could see, but there were many kinds of hurt. Karen's throat tightened; perhaps she was causing hurt, too, without realizing it…
Got to give you a whuppin. Sorry about that, babe.
—Tom Rogan, It
The woodpecker had dressed his suit in finest style, and with dulcet tones and melting tenderness had gone acourting. Sweet as the dove's had been his wooing, and one more pang the lonely Cardinal had suffered at being forced to witness his felicity; yet scarcely had his plump, amiable little mate consented to his caresses and approved the sycamore, before he turned on her, pecked her severely, and pulled a tuft of plumage from her breast. There was not the least excuse for this tyrannical action; and the sight filled the Cardinal with rage. He fully expected to see Madam Woodpecker divorce herself and flee her new home, and he most earnestly hoped that she would; but she did no such thing. She meekly flattened her feathers, hurried work in a lively manner, and tried in every way to anticipate and avert her mate's displeasure. Under this treatment he grew more abusive, and now Madam Woodpecker dodged every time she came within his reach
Tigra sprawled on the stones of the cell into which Darkseid had shoved her. They were alone. Mongul and the Kryptonite Man were separated from them by a wall.
"Take a look," ordered Darkseid. "Do you remember him?"
She lifted her head to look upon the unconscious Celestial in the red and gray costume, trapped by a beam on the metal table. "Of course. Of course I remember him. How could I not remember my son?"
"Our son, Tigra. Ours. Never forget that point." He grasped her head in one great hand and exerted unpleasant pressure. "Never forget that."
Tigra, her hands and legs fastened by shackles and chains, reached up her hand to touch her offspring. Darkseid struck her hand down before it could make contact. She cried out in pain, and wept, holding her hand. "Why? Why are you doing this to me?"
Darkseid put his hand in her hair, almost gently, and answered her.
"Because he has something I want," he said. "And I think you might help me get it from him."
"Take a look," ordered Darkseid. "Do you remember him?"
She lifted her head to look upon the unconscious Celestial in the red and gray costume, trapped by a beam on the metal table. "Of course. Of course I remember him. How could I not remember my son?"
"Our son, Tigra. Ours. Never forget that point." He grasped her head in one great hand and exerted unpleasant pressure. "Never forget that."
Tigra, her hands and legs fastened by shackles and chains, reached up her hand to touch her offspring. Darkseid struck her hand down before it could make contact. She cried out in pain, and wept, holding her hand. "Why? Why are you doing this to me?"
Darkseid put his hand in her hair, almost gently, and answered her.
"Because he has something I want," he said. "And I think you might help me get it from him."
"You hit me. You said you loved me... And you hit me.[...] No one who says he loves you should hit you, ever."
And if he likes me
Who cares how frequently he strikes me
I'll fetch his slippers with my arm in a sling
Just for the privilege of wearing his ring
Who cares how frequently he strikes me
I'll fetch his slippers with my arm in a sling
Just for the privilege of wearing his ring
John: Come on Rosalie, you know that I love you.
Rosalie: If you love me so much, how come you beat the hell out of me?
John: Rosalie, I'm gonna tell you the truth for once, okay? You need a good beating every once in a while. All women do. And you especially. Okay?
Rosalie: If you love me so much, how come you beat the hell out of me?
John: Rosalie, I'm gonna tell you the truth for once, okay? You need a good beating every once in a while. All women do. And you especially. Okay?
He's right. About everything. I am worthless in everyone's eyes. Just a fat sack of crap, he said. It's okay. I'll be okay. I just need to do what he says and I'll be okay. I want his validation. I need it.
He hit me. I deserved it. I said no to him. I can't be doing that. I need him.
He hit me. I deserved it. I said no to him. I can't be doing that. I need him.
—Jeanne Panini's notes about her boyfriend, The Brains And The Brawn
"I go out, I work my butt off to make a living, all I want is to come home to a nice clean house with a nice fat steak on the table, but instead I get this. It looks like poison. Don't you take that away, I'm eating that, damn it! It IS poison, isn't it? I swear to God I would not be surprised if it was, the way you skulk around here like a dog that's been hit too much or ain't been hit enough, I can't make up my mind. You're useless, Beatrice. The only thing that pulls its weight around here is my goddamn truck!"
—Edgar, Men in Black
"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT WAS LIKE! My dad hit my mom. He wouldn't let her be. I had to watch. It went on and on."
— Maximo, 4 Kids in 5E and 1 Crazy Year
"Wow, getting a nice preview of what marriage is gonna be like with Ike Turner here."
— John Beckwith, after the antagonist Sack Lodge yells at his reluctant fiancee (and John's love interest) Claire Cleary, Wedding Crashers (2005)
