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Bob: I still don't trust Jerry. I'm not taking my eyes off him. If he so much as looks crosseyed at you I'm gonna punch him in the breadbasket.
Kay: You're gonna do what?
Bob: It's not funny Kaye. It's very serious. Houdini died from that.
Tricia: Didn't Houdini die trying to escape from a water chamber?
Harlan walks over
Harlan: No. In the movie that was how Tony Curtis died.
Albie & Chad walk over
Albie: I thought Kirk Douglas stabbed Tony Curtis in the movie.
Chad: No, no you're thinking of Spartacus.
Harlan: No, Tony Curtis killed Kirk Douglas in that.
Albie: No, that was The Vikings.
Bob: I didn't, I didn't see that.
Tricia: So what happened to Kirk Douglas?
Chad: Cut his ear off.
Harlan: No that was in Lust For Life 1956 when he played Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec.note 
Tricia: No, that was José Ferrer.note 
-2- You know, interestingly Kirk Douglas lost his ear in Lust for Life and his eye in The Vikings.
Harlan: What brought this up?
Albie: Mr. McCay is threatening to punch Tony Curtis in the stomach.
Harlan: C'mon Bob, Tony's no kid.
B.o.B

Shrek: Example? Okay, um...Ogres are like onions.
Donkey: [sniffs onion] They stink?
Shrek: Yes—No!
Donkey: Oh, they make you cry?
Shrek: No!
Donkey: Oh, you leave them out in the sun and they get all brown and start sproutin' little white hairs.
Shrek: NO! Layers! Onions have layers! Ogres have layers! Onions have layers...You get it, we both have layers! [sigh]
Donkey: Oh, you both have layers. You know, not everybody likes onions. CAKE! Everybody loves cakes! Cakes have layers!
Shrek: I don't care what everyone likes! Ogres are not like cakes!
Donkey: You know what else everybody likes? Parfait. Have you ever met a person and you say "Hey, let's get some parfait." and they say "Hell no, I don't like no parfait"? Parfaits are delicious.
Shrek: NO! You dense, irritating, miniature beast of burden! Ogres are like onions! End of story! Bye-bye! See you later.
Donkey: [beat] Parfaits may be the most delicious thing on the whole damn planet.
Shrek

Dot: I'm a royal ant, and I can't even fly yet! I'm too little.
Flik: Oh, being little isn't such a bad thing.
Dot: Yes, it is!
Flik: No, it's not.
Dot: Is too!
Flik: Is not!
Dot: Is too! Is too! Is too!
Flik: Is not! Is not! Is not! (sighs) Seed. I need a seed. (Flik tries to reach a seed from his harvester, but he can't reach it and ends up going around in circles. He finally gives up and picks up a rock instead and hands it to Dot.) Here, pretend that that's a seed.
Dot: It's a rock.
Flik: I know it's a rock, but let's just pretend for a minute it's a seed. We'll just use our imaginations. Now, you see our tree? (gestures to to the huge tree above them) Everything that made that giant tree is already contained inside this tiny little seed. All it needs is some time, a little bit of sunshine and rain, and voila!
Dot: This rock will be a tree?
Flik: Seed to tree. You gotta work with me, alright? You might not feel like you can do much now, but that's just because, well, you're not a tree yet. You just have to give yourself some time. You're still a seed.
Dot: But it's a rock.
Flik: I KNOW IT'S A ROCK! DON'T YOU THINK I KNOW A ROCK WHEN I SEE A ROCK?! I'VE SPENT A LOT OF TIME AROUND ROCKS!
Dot: You're weird, but I like you.

"If you’re a proper adult person in the 21st century, how can you relax, at all? Your mind keeps churning. You think, 'What if this thing happens?! What if that thing happens?! What if they happen together?!' [...] Your mind is a hive of worms! And worms don't live in a hive, so it already feels unnatural!"
Dylan Moran, Yeah, Yeah

Tagon: Now let's 'port out of here and run like we stole something.
TAG: Historically, the most successful thieves depart at a moderate saunter, confident in the knowledge that the theft has gone undetected.
[beat]
Tagon: Pretend you're a purse snatcher.
TAG: Am I feeding a drug habit, or am I nobly stealing to buy medicine for my sick child?

Spike: How can you fall for (Trixie's) lameness? She's just a show-off. Unlike Twilight, who—
Snips: The Great and Powerful Trixie vanquished an ursa major. Can your Twilight claim that?
Spike: Oh really? Were you guys actually there?
Snips: Well, eh, uh... n-no, but—
Spike: But nothing! The proof is in the pudding!
Snails: Ohhh hohohoho... I like pudding!

Lisbeth: That sword was my baby! Would you do that to someone else's baby?!
Kirito: You mean would I hit a baby against another baby to test its durability? No, that isn't something I'd normally do-
Lisbeth: You know what I mean, dickweed!

Okay, serious answer. I actually do think that the trolley problem reveals what people think is important, but not in the way that was intended. It's supposed to strip a moral choice down to its bare essentials, so that when faced with the simple arithmetic of 1 < 5, you have to decide if there's anything more important than number of lives saved.
But it doesn't actually do that. What it actually does is reveal what people think matters in the sense of what things they think can't be legitimately stripped out of the problem. In your case, apparently, it's the issue of what damned fool let this happen in the first place. And so the trolley problem isn't really a very good question after all, because the stripping-down that's supposed to make it a simple choice makes it too unrealistic for people to accept it.

Tedd Verres: I'm not going to argue that magic wouldn't be abused, but that's already happening! If people knew about it, wands with protective spells could be sold in stores!
Mr. Verres: "Authentic explosive homing fireball wands: Buy now!" You're basically suggesting we give everyone access to rocket launchers and make it okay by giving everyone bomb suits.
Tedd: Would a bomb suit even help against a rocket launcher?
Mr. Verres: That's a good question, isn't it?

Shirou: You know, Lancer, I've got a big can of Not Your Business with your name on it.
Lancer: So, like, the can is my business, but not what's inside the can? ...That is a weird metaphor.

Shadow: I promised Maria to get revenge.
Sonic: You're wrong, Shadow. That image playing over and over in your head like a .GIF... it's not the truth!
Shadow: It's pronounced "JIFF".
Sonic: Huh?
Shadow: .GIF, like the peanut butter. The creator said so.
Sonic: That's dumb. It's Graphics Interchange Format.
Shadow: The "P" in JPEG stands for "Photographic". But I bet you don't say "J-PHEG".
Sonic: "P" on its own isn't pronounced like "F". That's totally different.
Shadow: It's exactly the same.
Sonic: Name one word that starts with "G" pronounced like "J".
Shadow: Gentrification.
Sonic: Shoot, should have thought of that. I was just in San Francisco.
Shadow: For your logic to be consistent, you'd have to say "SCUH-BA"... or "LAH-SEER"!
Sonic: Yeah? Well, you'd have to say "J-PEJ". (Beat) Wait, "laser" is an acronym?
Shadow: Light Amplification by Stimulated Emission of Radiation.
Sonic: Huh, didn't know that. You're still wrong, though.
Shadow: You just hate me because I'm right.
Sonic: I just hate you in general.
Shadow: You mean in "geh-neral"?
Sonic: Ugh! I am "jo-ing" to kill you!

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