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The fact is, I don't see the point in fighting you any more. Your pride is already shot, and in the end, I guess that's good enough for me. You were so sure of your own power that you never imagined anyone in the universe could bring you down... especially a Saiyan. Heh. Now you know what failure feels like. See, I don't need to keep fighting you because I've already won. So go crawl off someplace and hide; I don't really care.
Goku to Frieza, Dragon Ball Kai

Future Android 18: I hate you!
Future Trunks: You hate the fact that you're powerless to stop me, that you're completely outmatched. Well, imagine feeling the way you do now all of the time, like the people of this planet do. Fools! How do you think my master Gohan felt when you ganged up on him in the rain and he had no way out? Well, now it's your turn. I hope you enjoy it.

Vegeta: You want to know what your big mistake was, Black?
Goku Black: What mistake?!
Vegeta: [while beating Black into the ground] It's that stolen body! Every muscle, every cell... his body was built from a lifetime of intense battles! But you took it; it's all second-hand! You feel the power in those Saiyan cells, but you don't truly understand it, because you didn't build it! And you'll never learn to think like that clown!
Black: How can there be such a huge power gap between us?!
Vegeta: That's simple. You're an interloper, a Saiyan impostor! And I'm the real thing. THE ALMIGHTY PRINCE VEGETA!!

Are you trying to lecture me now? Isn't it a bit too late... sensei? You're always too late when it's important. I'm glad that my teacher was the Hokage. It helped me give up on my dream to become the same. [...] You didn't realise it was me despite being my teacher. In the end you're not that great. I pity you. You died a hero and now you're showing your son how shameful your life was. Yes... Hokage look pathetic compared to what I am now.
Obito Uchiha to Minato Namikaze, Naruto

Why do you look down on us so much? Philosopher's Stones are born from humans and homunculi are born from those stones. But what can be made from homunculi? What do they give birth to? Can a being that can only destroy truly be called a god? You think you're the ultimate being, but you're actually just a dead end.
Hohenheim to Father, Fullmetal Alchemist

As a result of that, what happened? You were choked to death, and sunk in a sewage pit...and even now that you're dead, all you're doing is pathetically whining about how there was nothing you could do...if you have even that amount of courage in you, surely you could have gone and contacted the police! But you couldn't even do that? Why? That's right. Sadly enough, Miss Scored-A-Zero-On-The-Test-Of-Life, the only person that you could even muster the courage to talk to, the only person you ever had a connection with was this perverted excuse for a teacher right here!!
Yoshihito Kanamori to Marie Moriya, Higanbana no Saku Yoru ni

Koichi: Your... name... is... Kira Yoshikage... Right? It's Kira Yoshikage... That's... your full... name...
Kira: [Turns Koichi over] My driver's license... When did you steal my wallet? You fucking brat!
Koichi: You said... you had to pay extra at the cafe... You took your ID out and put it in the wrong pocket...
Kira: ...So what? What are you going to do now that you have my name? I'm still going to erase you.
Koichi: Yeah, yeah, whatever, you're going to kill me. But... I found out your name. That makes you pretty careless. You might get away for now... But will you be able to live with the fact that some fucking brat got your name so easily? Let me say it again... Some fucking brat got your name. You're totally exposed! I'll be waiting for you in Hell!

Giorno: I was speaking as I wanted enough time for the bullet to mature. The bullet became a stag beetle as a result of Gold Experience giving it life. So that whether you lived or died, I could still kill you.
Cioccolata: But you promised if I stayed still... You wouldn't kill me.
Giorno: Know your place. That sort of deal is too good to be true, to a man such as you! You rotten piece of shit! MUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDA WRYYYYYYYYY MUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDA MUDA!

You're the one who's lying to yourself. You don't wanna accept the truth. Deep down, you know once Sonic is gone, your life will have to go back to the way it was before. Your days of adventure are at an end, boy, just like your friendship with that hyper-annoying hedgehog. All your dreams have been shattered, haven't they? Life is like that, kiddo. Take it from somebody who knows! Whenever you reach too high, life smacks you down! But on the bright side, at least you and I won't have to see each other ever again.
Eggman to Chris, Sonic X

You and I may be nothing alike, but we are both half demons. That means that, in both of us, there is a human heart and a demon heart, Naraku. But you have betrayed that. We were both given the freedom to choose, to follow our human heart or our demon heart, and you chose to live as a demon, ignoring all that was human in you. You chose to hurt others, to curse them with misery and suffering, but your days of hurting my friends are over, you miserable bastard!
Inuyasha to Naraku, InuYasha

No. You're just a murderer, Light Yagami. And this notebook is the deadliest weapon in the history of mankind. If you had been a normal person and had used this notebook once out of curiosity, you would have been surprised and scared of what had happened, regretted what you had done, and never used this notebook again. To speak of extremes, I can actually understand those who would use this notebook for their personal interests and kill a couple of people, and even think that they're normal. But you yielded to the power of the notebook and the Shinigami and have confused yourself with a god. In the end, you're nothing more than a crazy Serial Killer. That's all you are. Nothing more... and nothing less.
Near to Light Yagami, Death Note

It's not coming back. And the reason is you, Ruby. You hurt Feebas with your words and attitude. But I guess the root of the problem started a long time ago. Recall, Ruby, when you challenged me back in Fallabor. You didn't even use Feebas even though you challenged me to a beauty contest! Isn't Feebas the beauty representative of your team!? Your Feebas wasn't the only neglected one. During the commotion, your Marshtomp detected the cigarette fire and sent a signal. But you were so eager to challenge me that you didn't even notice. Why can't you trust your own Pokémon!? Why don't you listen to your Pokémon’s voices?! That's because you, Ruby, don't care about anyone but yourself!! Someone like you can't reach the peak of beauty!
Wallace to Ruby, Pokémon Adventures

You would like me to crack, wouldn't you, Panik? Because it worked for you before: winning through intimidation, not through skill. [...] You think you're winning, that your tactics are taking me by surprise... But I saw your strategy the minute I saw what kind of man you are! [...] I knew you would use Chaos Shield; cowardly bullies like you always try to hide behind something! [...] Your whole strategy is nothing but hiding and cowering!
Yami to Panik, Yu-Gi-Oh!

TK: Let me ask you something, Ichijoji. Don't you think it's time you gave up on this little charade? It's getting old. You say you're the most powerful being in the Digital World, and yet you have no idea about the powers that are here. You're a pretender. You're like that story, The Emperor's New Clothes.
Ken: [growls] You're nobody! Not like me! You will bow down before me!
TK: Sorry. The floor's kinda dirty.
Ken: You will listen to me! [whips TK across the face; TK doesn't even flinch]
TK: [calmly] When you can't think of anything to say, do you always resort to fighting?
Ken: I... guess?
TK: That's your problem. You don't know when to talk, and when to fight. Now's a good time to talk. On the other hand, it's also a good time to fight! [punches Ken out]

For someone who always talks about justice, you blindly trusted Ogre and Stylish. You couldn't see that they were evil. And that twisted laugh of yours... It's no different from those evil men. You're broken.
Mine to Seryu Ubiquitous, Akame ga Kill!

Is that why you abducted her (Ange), abused her, and attempted to bend her to your will?! You're a pitiful man, sir Tuner.
Salamandinay to Embryo, Cross Ange, "To the End of Time"

Your refusal to face reality, content to watch us from afar...don't make me laugh! There's only one truth here: you, my own parents, YOU ABANDONED US!
Lelouch vi Britannia to Emperor Charles and Marianne, Code Geass

YOU IDIOT! "Planning to keep the fire small"? "It got out of hand"? What makes you think those are valid excuses?! Shut the hell up! Did you even consider the fact that she may have been killed? What if the car broke down? A flat tire? A traffic jam? She easily could have died if those things were to happen! If you wanted her to notice you, why didn't you become someone WORTH being noticed? Why didn't you try getting her to notice you by doing something honorable?
Shinichi Kudo/Conan Edogawa to Criminal, Detective Conan

In 1987
I was a new hire
Now I'm spitting hot fire
T-O-N's about to B-R-I-N-G
The hurt on you
Hey Retsuko! Why you working
If you hate your job so bad?
(I dunno, it's just what you do)
'Cause Retsuko's killin' time
Until she finds herself a man
(I dunno, it's just what you do
Meek and mediocre
You never really stand out
Waitin' for your check
Like it's nothing but a hand-out
You're not the best
Or the worst I've seen
I called out out hard
And Imma get away clean
What's the matter?
Does the cat have your tongue?
This is why you're on the bottom rung
Chained to your computer
And you're sweating like a loser
While a crush you like a closer
Like a lyric bulldozer
Asleep on your feet
Come on, you're dead meat
No play, you're DOA
You got nothing to say
You're lazy
'Cause you go with the flow
And I can't figure out
If you're coming or going
Your sad little life
Got no rhythm or rhyme
I betcha that's why you get drunk all the time
Director Ton to Retsuko, Aggressive Retsuko

Retsuko in reply to Ton, Aggressive Retsuko

Without even understanding that, you dive into things badly! Why don't you realize that instinct will lead to the destruction of the universe?! Do you fools possessed with Spiral Power have the determination we do when you hesitate to kill one irregular? Do you have the same determination as us to defeat our former comrade and seal our evolution to protect this universe!? No! You don't! You don't, you don't, you don't! Not one bit! You have no determination! No resolution! No reason! You use Spiral Power for selfish purposes and drown in it! That is the Spirals limit! And that is why you must be destroyed!
Anti-Spiral to Team Dai Gurren, Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann

Adachi: Y'know, that's what makes you kids so annoying. A grown-up goes and tells you the truth, and all you do is ignore it.
Yu: I'm tired of playing games! You don't have what it takes to shoot me, and you know it!
Adachi: Really...?
Yu: I've heard enough! It's all bullshit! No matter what you say, you won't get away with it! And that is the truth!
Naoto: What you're spouting isn't logic! It's just the egotistical rantings of a lunatic! Humans need each other to survive! If you sever all ties, of course life becomes difficult!
Adachi: You're kids! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU KNOW?!
Yukiko: No, you're the child! You hate your miserable life, and yet you don't want to die?! You're not a grown man taking control of things! You're a child throwing a tantrum!
Adachi: SHUT UP!!!
Yosuke: I'm gonna put this bluntly: there's nothing special about you at all! The only thing you are is a lame-ass thug!
Adachi: SHUT UP! SHUT THE HELL UP!!!...I'll kill you...I'll kill you...I'LL KILL YOU JUST LIKE I DID EVERYONE ELSE!!!

You damned bitch! Are you saying that my special ability is to win rock-paper-scissors!? Are you an idiot!? How is that going to help me fight monsters!? And the thing that pisses me off the most is the fact that you describe what you've been doing as "gracious help"! Are you kidding me!? "Gracious", my ass! Between you and an NPC that has a special power, I'd pick the NPC any day!
Kazuma Satou to a particularly useless goddess ally of his, Konosuba

    Comic Books 
Is this all? You've allowed my arm to defeat your army. You should be ashamed of yourselves. A world as legendarily xenophobic as Daxam, and this is all you could marshall against the dreaded alien foe who wants to crush your lives and end your dreams of isolationism? I expected a little more spirit — a few more surprises from you pitiful people. Where's the hatred you hold against all that is different? I expected to find a motivated populace! I wanted a challenge. I wanted to see some fire in your bellies before I ripped them open. Instead all I taste in the wind is fear and loathing. And I'm afraid that won't help you win a war.
Mongul II as he conquers the Daxamites, Green Lantern Corps (2006), #33

You disappoint me, Corinthian. You and these humans you inspired and created disappoint me. YOU were my masterpiece, or so I thought. A nightmare created to be the darkness, and the fear of darkness in every human heart. A black mirror made to reflect everything about itself that humanity will not confront. But look at you. Forty years walking the earth, honing yourself, infecting others with your joy of death, and what have you given them? What have you wrought, Corinthian? NOTHING! Just something else for people to be scared of, that's all. You've told them that there are bad people out there. And they've known that all along.
Morpheus, The Sandman

I asked myself the incredibly obvious question: why am I so much more than you? Why are you so small and I am so much more? I then realized that I am not your servant. I am your king. I am not yours. You — are mine. To do with what I please. I bring you life, I bring you death, I control everything around you, and everything inside you. But you choose to live in such shocking contradiction. You fight over sand...You dress as God's servants and rape children, you dress as heroes and you pervert. I'm sick of it. You anger me. You confuse me. And I will have no more of it. No more. You cannot be trusted to decide for yourselves. I have control over your life. I have control over your existence. I always have. You will live the way I want you to live. You will be the way I want you to be. And I will bathe in the blood of those who dare to contradict me.
Supershock, Powers

Superman: You know what, Kara? Ever since you showed up on Earth, you've been trying to get me to do one thing — leave you alone to let you live your own life. You've been so focused on just being angry — yes, you lost your home, and that's terrible, but you can't bring it back.
Supergirl: What are you saying?
Superman: You've been choosing anger instead of acceptance for so long that you've become anger. You want to be your own person? Good. Be your own person. I just hope you like who you turn out to be.

Superman: Forgive me, J'onn... Looks like I failed you!
Martian Manhunter: No, not me, Superman — It's the entire universe that will have to pay the price of your failure! I warned you that you were dealing with forces beyond your comprehension — but you were just too overconfident — too egotistical — to listen!

Superman: Of course, none of what I've said has any meaning to you. You only know death. A blackness that has brought you nothing.
Darkseid: It has made me a god.
Superman: No. It has made you vulnerable.

Are you even a reporter, Cat? Don't you have a shred of integrity? Or is pandering with lies and innuendo just that much easier for you? This isn't journalism! It's PROPAGANDA! And that makes you a tool. How you can stand to look at yourself in the mirror, Cat?

Superman: Call off your attack!
Kalibak: Or what? [Beat Panel] You haven't really changed. You have so much power, Kryptonian, but there is no reason to fear you. The universe knows this. Why do you think we keep coming back? You will not save this planet. Your pathetic moral code will see Earth burn. If you're not prepared to take a life — then you can't possibly fight a war! Can you hear the people? Can you see them? You can, can't you? You can see them all over the world. You can see them dying. You can hear their cries. ... You're weak, Kryptonian. Too weak to do what needs to be done. You'd rather spare the lives of your enemies than save the lives of your people.
Injustice: Gods Among Us, Year One #23

Setting aside criminality for a moment, I wanted to ask you something else. Do you feel you failed your country? [Beat Panel] Let me tell you what I see. I see another Übermensch man who has decided to put on a costume and decided to act for us rather than with us. I see another man who believes he has more right to decide our future than we do. Another man who has made things catastrophically worse. And another man of means who has completely failed to protect us. Superman had noble intentions too. He was also trying to protect us. The only difference between you and Superman that I can see, Mr. Wayne, is that Superman was a far more competent dictator.
Unnamed Senator, Injustice 2 #28

I've had a bellyful of both of you! Year in and year out, you bring grief on yourselves! All for the sake of getting rich, staying rich, or getting richer still! You'll never be happy, because you always worry about what you'll do next to complicate your own greedy lives!

You want to change the nature of justice in America and you kill a president? What did you think that made you? Two-fisted Super-Jesus for the American Way? It made you Lee Harvey Oswald, you prick. You know what? Lots of people hated John F. Kennedy. He barely got elected. But Lee Harvey Oswald isn't remembered as an American hero. Just a prick with a gun who killed the president. That's you now, John.
Tom Noir, Black Summer

Done to you? Nothing. You've done it yourself. You're a side-issue. A B-plot that doesn't even realise it's already been resolved. You're not that bright and I have lives to save.
The Eleventh Doctor, Doctor Who (Titan)

You ought to be happy, cuddles! You aspired to be a bully, and man, you're a classic! You talk tough when you got the upper hand, but when you're losing... well, that's when the little wimp-ette inside comes spilling out!
Spider-Man to Titania, Secret Wars #8

Let me EXPLAIN something, Zemo. Let me tell you why I undermined your leadership at every turn. I've got a pretty simple philosophy of life. You want to hear it? It's this: Don't. Get. CAUGHT! Oh, I was stupid at first — I thought my powers made me invincible... so I ended up getting a record, getting caught. I was willing to ride it out, serve my sentence and start anew — but you press-ganged me into your scheme, and there went that. Still, it was a good scheme — posing as heroes — and we made it WORK. We had it all — public support, adulation — the perfect cover to pull any NUMBER of scams — and you went and blew it over just ONE! Who CARES about ruling the world?! Who wants to do that much WORK?! We could have run this con out for YEARS before it got old! But no, you couldn't be smart — not when you could play Hitler like your idiot father!
Moonstone to Baron Zemo, Thunderbolts

I am disappointed, Veidt. Very disappointed. Restructuring myself after the subtraction of my intrinsic field was the first trick I learned. It didn't kill Osterman... Did you think it would kill me? I've walked across the sun. I've seen events so tiny and so fast they can hardly be said to have occurred at all. But you... You are a man. And this world's smartest man means no more to me than does its smartest termite.
Dr. Manhattan to Ozymandias, Watchmen

The fact is, Batman, there wasn't a single occurrence of metahuman violence or extraterrestrial or interdimensional invasion until you all showed up. And then when we needed you the most, your league was infiltrated and manipulated into unleashing these malevolent doppelgangers from beyond. You failed to stop yourselves on every metaphorical and physical level... Which is why we're going to have to do it.
Lex Luthor, Forever Evil

You weren't bullied any more than I was, Angelo. You weren't punched or kicked or spat upon any more than me. You were given great powers and you used them to kill people, you little freak. So like I said, no more chances.

I remember you, Carl. Not quite the same way you do. You think the kids at school liked you? You think they liked that you picked on kids like me? You were pathetic, Carl! You didn't know how to make friends! You were terrified of girls! All you knew was cruelty and fear, and making people nervous to get yourself attention! And look how far you've come, Carl! You're just the same old sadist you always were!

I'm Spider-Man. And you're a dollar store version of the Lizard. See, I beat down guys like Doc Ock, Sandman and Venom all the time. And you're just not in their league. Oh, I'm going to win. And after you've crawled back home with your tail between your legs, you know what happens then? Then your buddies are going to stick one of those things into you!
Spider-Man, Avengers: The Initiative #3

Flashpoint!Wonder Woman: Don't bother running. The Golden Lasso compels you to speak the truth. So tell me, Flash, are you as bad a husband as you are a father?
Wally!Flash: ... Worse.
Flashpoint!Wonder Woman: You see? In the end the truth comes out. And it is the end for you. Your wife will never see you again. Your boy shall be put to the sword. And your daughter shall serve my empire.
Wally!Flash: You don't... need your lasso... I've known... for a year... how bad I screwed up... kept Linda from our kids... I've lived with that pain... now I'll die with it... But you? You I feel sorry for. All these universes... and you're the worst Diana in any of them...! A disgrace... and you don't even know it. You said you loved someone... but you don't know what love is. What I feel for Linda, Jai, and Iris... would shatter your heart. Outlive me a thousand years... you'll still never even know what you're missing. And that's your truth.
Convergence: Speed Force

Inventor: The Grid's carbon-neutral, non-pollutive, and better yet... it's taken a bunch of useless brats off the streets. We can reduce our carbon footprint and curb overpopulation at the same time! So... what do you think?!
Miss Marvel: What do I think? I think you're a wannabe Evil Genius who thinks he's saved the future when really he's just given up on it. I think you're a megalomaniac with some kind of weird Pied Piper complex. I think you're a bird!
Inventor: I AM NOT A BIRD!

This wasn't a date! It was a coerced kidnapping! You STOLE a gun! My gun! You're only entertaining a delusion that I could ever even LIKE you! This evening was a disaster and you're clearly just a deranged fan of my music! I DON'T LOVE YOU!
Curtis, Creature Feature

Raphael: Really. This is what we're doing now. We're eating pizza, and going on little dinky adventures... You know what? I'm DONE.
Leonardo: You're over the line, Raph.
Michelangelo: Yeah, man. This isn't cool.
Raphael: Isn't cool?! ISN'T COOL?!?! We're DYING! Did that all just slip out from your minds?! I can't freaking stand this. In a few days, we're just going to be a few turtles and a rat this freakshow puts in a cage over in the corner. And we're having a pizza party? Are you kidding me?!
Michelangelo: Don't bring pizza into this, dude.
Leonardo: Raphael, we're doing everything we can...
Raphael: Oh, stop pretending he's not the whole reason we're in this mess. I see right through your dumb cape and cowl, Batman. You want to know what you are? You're just a thrill-seeker. You're some rich guy who puts on a costume and punches bad guys because it seems like fun. You chose this life. We didn't. We became what we needed to become to survive. We fight Shredder because if we didn't, he'd have us all killed in our sleep. But you don't care about any of that, do you? That's why we failed. If we hadn't listened to you, we could have snuck into that base and gotten home by now. Shut the whole thing down from the other side. We wouldn't be stuck here. We wouldn't have this death sentence over our heads. And for some idiotic reason, they don't see that. They think you're the hero you pretend to be. But I see the truth. I see a selfish little rich kid doing all of this for kicks, and that's NOT someone I'm going to put my faith in. I'm not spending another damn minute in this cave. I'm done. Count me out. I'm going to go actually work on saving our lives. I'm getting us home.

Megatron: I'd won. Finally—after five million years of fighting—of fighting myself—I'd won. I was prepared to accept my fate. I was at peace. I was happy. And then you came along and ruined EVERYTHING! Mark this day, Tarn—it's the day the dream dies.
Tarn: Please—be reasonable—
Megatron: You'd have thought—given the compassion shown to me since boarding the Lost Light—that I'd have learnt to be a little more forgiving. But I'm afraid Getaway had the right idea: No Mercy.
Tarn: Do it, then. Do it! At least I'll die a Decepticon!
[Megatron swipes Tarn's mask and slaps it onto his chest.]
Megatron: You and I both. Goodbye, Glitch. I want you to die with one thought in your head: Everything you did was for nothing.

Batman: I know all about the chaos and death you brought to your world, Mr. Veidt. You slaughtered millions, created an illusion that paralyzed the planet. So you could swoop in and save the day. It's called hero syndrome. But the panic you've made, the plan you've set into motion... It stops now.
Ozymandias: Oh. Oh, I see. You think I'm responsible for the chaos on your world. In your city. You do realize the protests below are for you. I've read and seen enough to know you're tripping over your own capes, playing a game of tag, while the world falls apart. You've put these people through hell. Your world is worse off than mine ever was. Look at the sheer number of people you lost in the narrative of Good versus Bad. Wandering aimlessly in a fog of self-righteousness. You're so busy putting these "super-villains" into prisons with revolving doors, you've ignored the world's real problems. And now you're caught in this vicious cycle of entertaining yourselves. You cling to a simplistic morality based on pulp heroes. I wonder. Is that why Jon came here? To observe the futility of your colorful lives? Or did he come here believing he would blend in? I weaned my world off gasoline and oil. I cured famine and disease. I negotiated nuclear disarmament. I turned the world upside down. I did whatever I had to to try and save it. And yes, I failed. But what have YOU tried to do to make this world a better place?

Sebastian Milton: You're his son... Aren't you? I don't know what to say to you. My mother ran this place. My dad died a long time ago. My sister, too. Everything was bad... until we got here. Once the Commonwealth was up and running... life had never been better. We made the rules. We were on top. I did whatever I wanted. I thought I could do anything. So when your dad fucked everything up... I thought... If he went away, everything would go back to normal. I've... never killed anyone before. I know so many people have... So many dangerous people out there... But I haven't. They always say... taking a life is hard. But it wasn't... It was... It was so easy.
Carl Grimes: Shut up. You think I'm going to feel sorry for you now? Everyone has been talking about you. No one likes you. No one EVER liked you. You're not a good person. I can tell. You're not sad about what you did... You're sad about what happened to you because of it. Your mother was worried I was going to take matters in my own hands. Kill you... For revenge. I like this better. I get to check on you. See your misery. You get to sit and remember the life you had. That's a far better punishment than death. My dad taught me that. It's more... civilized. It's what he would have wanted. All that aside... Make no mistake... If you ever get out of this cell for ANY reason... I will find you... And before I put you back in this cell... I WILL HURT YOU. I'll be seeing you. Ta-ta.

Batman: The GTO— You want me to join. No chance in hell.
Nightwing: Napier has changed.
Batman: Nothing has changed. The Joker got out of Arkham and is trying to hurt Gotham with his latest scheme-- We've seen it a hundred times.
Batgirl: Gotham is changing, and it's offering us a chance to change with it.
Batman: Have you forgotten everything the Joker's done?
Nightwing: Of course we haven't! But until he breaks any laws, there's nothing we can do about it. Your way isn't working! And the GTO is the perfect compromise— We rebuild trust with the GCPD while keeping an eye on Napier.
Batgirl: Dick...
Batman: You want Napier to win, don't you? Because it proves me wrong. Because it finally gives you a reason to believe you're better than me. That I'm not only your villain, but Gotham City's.
Batgirl: Guys...
Nightwing: Napier beat you! He became the hero that Gotham really needed, and it's eating you up! That Gotham would rather embrace a reformed super-criminal than you. And you're afraid that makes you worse than him. That maybe everything you've done is for nothing. That maybe you took the wrong lesson from your parents' deaths.
[Batman tries to punch Nightwing]
Batgirl: Bruce! No—! [Batgirl flips Batman] You both suck, you know that? Why is it always such a pissing contest, and WHY AM I ALWAYS STUCK IN THE MIDLE?!
Nightwing: But—
Batgirl: Bruce gave you everything, Dick! You don't get to talk to him like that. And Bruce— You need to think carefully about your next move, because Gotham's losing patience with you!


    Fan Works 
Jimmy: See, Sherman, they're not collector's items, and neither are you. You’re a child’s plaything. You…….Are…..A TOY!
Sherman: How much time do I have then?? You know what will happen if I get torn again?! I'm done for! Trent won't want me anymore!! And then what happens next, Huh? You tell me, Nerdtron!
Jimmy: (after punching Sherman in the face) You know what, my Texas Accented Friend? Somewhere in that padded stuffing was the same toy who not only saved my life a year ago, but he taught me that life’s always worth living, only if you’re loved by a kid. And I traveled all the way here to save that toy because I believed him. And instead, all I found was a jerk who has forgotten what he truly was. And I told you, I hate it when people call me "Nerdtron". And calling me that, even when you promised to stop after you saved me, was too low.
Sherman: If that's the case, then you wasted your time.
Jimmy: When we first met and after a certain fiasco, you were a caring leader, you always put others in front of you, you were always there for the ones you love, no matter what, going as far to be willing to break and bend the rules to save me. And here I am, trying to help you, and this is the thanks I get? I thought you were mature than that, but it turns out I was wrong about you. Mabel really missed you. And now, you're making her lose faith in you again. A toy holds more value to a kid than an icon because it's better to be loved than to be remembered or admired. And it's sad you'll never be able to see that. Now, if you excuse us, we’re heading back.
Jimmy Neutron to Sherman Peabody in Bearquarter's Toy Story 2

Go ahead, Trixie. Do your worst. Tell everyone that I’m homeless, I don’t care. I won’t be intimidated by you. Do whatever it is you want to make my life miserable. Just remember: I’ve been where you are now. Stealing and blackmailing? That makes you no better than what I was. So take a good, hard look in the mirror before you do what you’re going to do. If you can live with being compared to me, then by all means, rat me out. I’m sure Artemis would be proud.
Sunset Shimmer, Long Road to Friendship

Stop right there, Chloe Bourgeois. For years I put up with your behavior because I was convinced that you would eventually change your ways. But sadly, I now see that is not the case. Do you know what I see when I look at you? I see a stuck-up, self-absorbed, conceited prick who cares about nobody but herself. You’re not really my friend. You’re just using me to make yourself look good. A true friend is honest, generous, loyal, kind, and always happy to put a smile on someone’s face when they are feeling down. Sadly, you fulfill none of those requirements. And you think you can excuse yourself by saying that your father is the mayor of Paris? Well, get a load of this: your father can’t stay in office forever, so sooner or later, you will have to learn what life is like at the bottom of the food chain. I really had high hopes for you, but you’ve let me down, so consider. Our. Friendship. OVER!!

Stop. Just stop right there, Celestia. You've embarrassed yourself enough. I let you speak because I was willing to give you a chance to prove me wrong about your relationship with Twilight, but you've done nothing but disappoint me! You haven't told me anything I don't already know, and you clearly can't take a bone when it's thrown at you! Why do you hardly ever see her on your own time anymore? Why does your faith in her seem to be off and on? Why can't you just be open with her? Because your image is more important than anything you care about?! If you do care about her, Celestia, you have a funny way of showing it. You still think that, despite everything, you and Twilight share something special? I believe you had some good words of wisdom for this kind of situation. How did they go again? Oh yes, I remember:'' You have a lot to think about.

You have some nerve to call yourself a teacher. All I see is a demented woman, one with no artistic talent of her own. So she has to take all the artists around her as her own pawns. Simply pathetic.
Inner Moka to Hitomi Ishigami, Rosario Vampire: Brightest Darkness Act IV

Moka: You arrested us. You took us away and scheduled us for execution just because we were monsters. We didn't want to cause any trouble. We didn't want anyone to get hurt. We only came to try to help, but you wouldn't listen to us. We didn't want to hurt you yesterday, but you gave us no choice. We had to free ourselves from being wrongfully imprisoned and accused of being enemies of mankind. Yes, we did harm and even kill some of the HDA when we broke out of your jail. We didn't want to, but we had to. You wouldn't listen to us. You wouldn't even try to understand. You just blamed us for everything because we were monsters and you were scared! We wanted peace with your race, and still do. But tell me honestly, did you want peace with us? Did you? Were you even willing to give us a chance, or does us being monsters automatically mean we're the devils? We told you that we would deal with monsters that were out of line, just as you deal with your own kind who cause trouble in your world, but the moment a monster acts out, you all jump to the notion of war! We risked out lives to help save you, to save all of you, and you still think we're nothing but horrible monsters! We exposed ourselves to you, told you everything you wanted to know about us. We wanted to live in peace with you! But the second a rogue monster causes a scene, you blame all of us! You're unbelievable! We put an end to Fairy Tale! We stopped Alucard! We killed those that destroyed your school and city! My friend here even just shot that massive demon out of the sky by means that I can't even begin to fathom! What do we have to do to prove to you that we aren't evil?!
Render: You know what? I was going to say sorry about having to kill some of your comrades the other day. I mean, hey, I didn't want to dice them into pieces. They were just trying to kill me and my smoking hot girlfriend, so of course I wasn't going to take that lying down. But it's obvious that none of you are sorry about the way you've been treating us or are even willing to listen to us. Our friend here just obliterated that demon above for you and you're aiming your guns at her again. The hell kind of manners is that?
Mizore: You people are more of monsters than we are. You won't even give us a chance just because we're different; you think we're all the same. I could have used lethal force earlier while trying to help my friends escape the real evil monsters that were here when your police tried to shoot us. They didn't even ask questions or try to detain us; they tried to kill us on sight. But I didn't kill them. They're alive, and aside from having a few bruises, they'll be just fine.
Leon: We stopped the monsters who were running around here causing havoc, but I guess that means nothing to you, does it?
Akasha: I put an end to several large demons in your city, and this is the thanks I get? I see mankind's manners haven't changed in all these years.
Moka: The HDA has been nothing but a barrier in any efforts to forming peace with you people; they treat all monsters as absolute evils regardless of their nature. I've laid my life on the line for your kind, and this is what I get for it, a gun to my face and accusations of being a plague in your world. I value life, no matter what it may be. Do you? We put a stop to the monster attack in your home. We tried to save as many lives as we could. We've begged you to listen and allow us the chance to explain what happened, yet you still point that thing at me. You want to kill me just because I'm a monster? Can there really be no peace between our worlds? If so, then go ahead and shoot. You won't get an easier shot than this. Just remember that we're willing to give peace a chance, but this monster in the darkness, the one that has attacked both our worlds in his quest for total domination... he will not be so merciful as to give you a similar chance.

All you seek is power, Veran. You steal raw power to use as your own and then reap the harvest of the destruction you sow with it. You say that you sought to avenge your fallen people, but in reality all you want is to satisfy your own bloodlust! You claim to be the queen of shadows, but you're really just a monster that crawled forth from them!
Princess Zelda, Wisdom and Courage

Hitomi: Brother, Sean was right! You can't lead! Every time you try to lead, you panic and things just get worse! Not only that, you're a selfish jerk!
Daisuke: Hitomi! What has gotten into you?
Hitomi: I've seen what Sean was talking about! I wish I had never followed you!
Daisuke: Hitomi, this is crazy talk! What's going on? Listen to me. You're coming with me!
Hitomi: No, you listen to me! I'm tired of you always telling me what to do! I don't care about family loyalty anymore, I want to be like Maria and be my own, independent woman! For once, I am not going to do what you tell me! We should never have split with the others! We need them!
Daisuke: We don't need them! If we need them, then our dignity as Japanese citizens is gone!
Hitomi: DON'T BRING NATIONALISM INTO THIS! Nationalism has no place here! The Zordonians are a bigger threat than Japanese dignity or whatever you're talking about!
Daisuke: Hitomi, what are you—
Hitomi: I don't want to be part of something if I can't be with my friends! Sean, Kevin, and Maria were my friends! And you took that away! I know this is going to sound wrong but... I HATE YOU! YOU'RE A SELFISH, SPOILED JERK! Your selfishness nearly got us killed, could have killed Sean, Kevin, and Maria, and possibly doomed the planet!

Raiden: Why are you here, Fujin?
Fujin: It is not too late to put an end to this madness, Raiden. Please, I do not wish for us to be enemies.
Raiden: Madness? Why can you not understand, Fujin? I am merely trying to protect Earthrealm!
Fujin: By maiming and murdering innocents? Sub-Zero lies in a coma while Frost and her fellow survivors were fortunate to be alive. Some of them were children no more than thirteen or fourteen years of age! Cassandra Cage is a hero! She defeated Shinnok, yet you reward her valor by taking her hostage? You are not protecting Earthrealm, Raiden, you are further endangering it! You are no better than Shinnok and Shao Kahn!
Raiden: [suddenly shouting] Do not compare me to those madmen! They cared only for themselves whereas I have always had Earthrealm's best interests at heart!
Fujin: Terrorism is not the answer, Raiden! Neither is kidnapping or murder! Do you not understand the atrocities you have committed? You swore to keep Earthrealm safe at all costs, only to become a threat to its safety!
Raiden: You are all against me, then? So be it. I will keep Earthrealm safe, even if I must kill every single one of you to do so.
Fujin: Then the Raiden I knew is truly dead!

Azulon: Sit back down! Tell me that you were not actually going to go and do it! Kill your own son?
Ozai: ...No.
Azulon: Just—what—gah—what the—AAAGGH!
Ozai: What did you want, Father?
Azulon: I wanted you to beg and grovel for your son's life, to ask me to take yours instead if I was so pissed, to challenge me to an Agni Kai, to panic, to try to kill me before word could leave this roomsomething a human being would have done when his children were threatened! I have no idea what happened to turn you into a monster, and that's probably my fault for never being around, but you are no longer my son. You will leave my house, leave your family, just... leave. I'll give you a week before I tell anyone you've been banished; that ought to give you enough time to get clear of the Fire Nation before people start looking at you and whispering. Perhaps when Iroh gets back, he can fix whatever the hell it is you've been doing to Azula. Get out of my sight; you sicken me.

Artana/Nilani: You cannot bring about true freedom by destroying governments from the outside, Zaheer. Only by winning the hearts and minds of the people, willingly, can the world return to its natural state. But you know what? That's not the worst of it. No, no, you sealed your fate just before assassinating the queen.
Zaheer: [rolls his eyes] Really.
Artana/Nilani: You gave us [The Red Lotus] a name, Zaheer. You named us. For fifty years, no one knew we even existed, but after you chose to show off to the Avatar, people started asking questions. The right questions. We could have issued in a new era of balance if you'd kept your fucking mouth shut!

Cloaked Figure: That pathetic little Faunus… she should have known better than to bring a child into this war of hers.
Darrel: Don't call me a child. What I've done-
Cloaked Figure: What you've done… is nothing. Your accomplishments are minimal, your skills are lacking. You blunder along, believing that you further your wretched cause… but you're just a boy swinging tiny knives taped to your wrists. You think yourself a warrior… you call yourself a hero… you dub yourself a champion… you are nothing. Nothing, but a child. Nothing, but a coward. Nothing, but a waste. Nothing, but… a failure.

Voldemort: Now, boy, we duel. Bow to me — bow to death.
Terry McGinnis: Death? You? Don’t make me laugh; the loss of blood has me light-headed enough already. Voldemort. Fly from death. That’s you in a nutshell. Look at you — all this talk about your power and glory, and you’re skulking around graveyards challenging kids to duels! You needed another one just to rebuild your body! And these are your mighty army? All thirty of them? That’s not even a challenge for the off-duty faculty at Hogwarts during classes! You’re a joke, and not even a funny one. Oh, you call yourself the master of death, but the truth is you’re afraid of it. You really live up to your name, running from death so fast it looks like you’re flying, and bragging about how brave you are so that maybe someday you might actually convince yourself. Well, guess what, sunshine — it won’t work. You can sucker these idiots, because they want to believe that you’re some all-powerful Dark Wizard so that they have an excuse to be a bunch of petty, vindictive shits, but you will always know the truth. That when it comes right down to it, you’re just a cowardly brat trying to punish the world for not being what you want. For not letting you be the Greatest Wizard of Them All, but making you be the nobody you are.

I made a promise to to a human I loved named Maria. I forgot that promise and I nearly wiped out an entire race because of it. You despise humans... and yet a human taught me the most valuable lesson of all; there are still things worth fighting for. Demon or Angel, it doesn't matter. I'm nobody's slave, Maledict, especially not yours.
Shadow the Hedgehog, Sonic X: Dark Chaos

I hope you're satisfied with what you've done, Paul. You've proved to me that you really don't care about the well-being of Pokémon. I always thought to myself that way deep down, you cared about Pokémon, and you really did want to be friends with them, but now I see. I see that you really do only see them as tools, and I've never met any trainer that was as cruel to Pokémon as you. ... I was there when Brandon swept you, using only Regirock, Regice, and Registeel to do it… you wanna know how I beat him, Paul? I beat him because my Pokémon didn't know the meaning of the word quit, they refused to let me lose because they cared about me, and they knew that I cared about them. And until you learn that, you'll never be a true winner like Brandon, no matter how strong you get.
Ash Ketchum to Paul, AAML: Diamond and Pearl Version

Oh, will you shut up?! I’m so sick of this! All you ever talk about is your Saiyan pride! How you were meant to be the strongest, how you were meant to be better than me! That’s the craziest thing, Vegeta, you were stronger than me! I had to multiply my strength four times to be stronger than you, and I still needed Gohan, Krillin, and Suno’s help to beat you! But I didn’t let it bother me! You wanna know why? Because I never took anything for granted! I never just assumed that I was the best! I’m glad Freeza blew up our stupid planet! Because otherwise, I might have grown up to be a coward like you! ...What else would you call it? What would you call it when the second life goes any way other than exactly how you think it’s supposed to, you start to have a crisis? What do you call it when your life is validated by being strong enough to do whatever you want and falling apart when suddenly that changes? (points to the Majin tattoo on Vegeta) What do you call taking the easy way out when things got hard? … Do you want to know why I let you live? Not just because you were strong. Not just because I wanted to fight you again so that I could prove I could beat you on my own. But because somewhere, deep down, I knew that you could have been more than what you were. That there wasn’t that much separating what I could have been from what you were. I wanted to give you the chance to better yourself, to prove me right. But if this is all you are... I should’ve just let Krillin kill you.
Goku to Vegeta after Vegeta lets Babidi Majinize him, Tales of the Monkey Queen

Buffy: Thousands of people are dead because of what you've done, Jasmine.
Jasmine: And how many more will die now because of you and your friends? I could've stopped it. All of it. War, disease, poverty... every last wretched drop of suffering. Children would have grown up healthy and strong, with families full of love and harmony. Peace spreading around the world like a wondrous, precious sea wave. How many precious, beautiful lives would've been saved in only a handful of years? Yes, I murdered thousands... to save billions.
Angel: What about all the lives that you destroyed along the way to getting what you wanted? Are you saying their lives were less precious than the people you claimed you wanted to save? Who the hell gave you the right to decide who lives and dies?
Jasmine: I did! I'm not human, vampire — so don't try to treat me as one! I did what I did because someone had to! I was trying to save this world!
Buffy: No. You were trying to rule it. And you weren't going to let anything stop you. You think we don't get it? It didn't matter to you whose lives you wrecked, or who you killed. There's nothing selfless about that... it's just ruthless. And sick. And evil. You so-called gods and higher powers are all the same; you're a bunch of selfish dirt-bags who don't care about anything but yourselves!
Jasmine: I am nothing like Glorificus!
Buffy: No. You're worse. Glory was an insane maniac and an evil bitch, but you know what? At least she never pretended to be anything else. She was a hellgod, it woulda been crazy of us to expect her to act any other way. But you, Jasmine? A higher power? One of the Powers that freakin' Be? For you to fall so far and act so low, to betray everything you're supposed to stand for... that's what makes you a monster!

Willow: You're insane.
Amy: No! No, no, no, you want to know what's insane? Insane is letting other people tell you your place in the world when you could be running it. I spent my whole life letting my bitch of a mother run my life, and most of high school being everyone's punching bag, and now that I have the power, I'm going to make damn sure that nobody is going to step on me ever again! Warren was right. I have been watching you. I saw that fight you had with your friends in the Magic Box last year. You took the Slayer, the baddest chick in the underworld, and you beat her ass. You wiped the floor with her. It wasn't even close. And then you nearly blew up the planet? For a second, I thought you were finally going to step up to the big time. To stop denying your real power, the real you.
Willow: That's not who I am. That's not the real-
Amy: Yes it is! You have all this power, more than you deserve. And now that you have it, you — you don't even want it. You're running from it. Hiding! Holding back, playing by other people's rules, letting others tell you what you should be. People like you and I, we aren't meant to be controlled, Willow. People like us, we're above everyone else! Rules don't apply to us, we should be making the rules.
Willow: You're wrong. We're not above the law, Amy. We — we can't just go around killing people whenever we want!
Amy: Oh? And how'd that work out for you. You tried it Buffy's way. You went to college like a good girl, did the Dudley Do-Right shtick, played by their rules, and what happened? You knew Warren was dangerous. You had the power to get rid of him when he was going after Buffy, hell, maybe part of you knew you should have gotten rid of him. But you didn't. All that power at your fingertips, and you did nothing. You just stood by, and your best friend ended up with a bullet in her chest. And what happened to Tara? The woman you loved died bleeding in your arms, drowning in her own blood. You could have saved her if you had acted sooner, but instead, your insistence on playing by these rules... cost Tara her life. Hell, you might as well have pulled the damn trigger yoursel-
Willow: SHUT UP!
Amy: [chuckles] Same old Willow. Trying to pretend that you can be a normal girl, but you're not. You haven't changed. All this power, and you're still just the sidekick to the Slayer. Still hiding behind Buffy's skirt, just like in high school.

No, Cardin. It's not about my friends; neither about you insulting them or calling them pets... though, admittedly, that does have me a smidge irritated with you. [grits his teeth] Yang doesn't need me to protect her from you, Cardin. Neither does Tsu, or my team, or anyone! They don't need me to stand here and protect them from you... they could kick you to the curb on their own. They choose not to because they're better than that.. It's not even because you tried to target me Cardin... I've had worse things said about me and if I can still try to help Kacchan despite everything that's happened between us, I could let something like this slide off my back... It's not about any of that; that's not why I'm going to kick your ass to the curb, Cardin! It's because of your lack of respect! Not for me, not even for my friends... but for this school and for the Hunter's profession itself!

I've worked so hard my entire life to be here, Cardin. I've put everything I had into making it here to Beacon... even when I thought it was impossible, when I thought it'd never happen. I made it though... in spite of everything I made it. [fights back the tears building in his eyes] I couldn't have been luckier... I couldn't have given it anymore than I could've. However, that was enough. By the skin of my teeth, I made it.

[narrows his eyes at Cardin] You though? You were born to be a Huntsman, Cardin. You're strong and powerful, a naturally gifted fighter... you were made to be here. Beacon was probably happy to have you! A great potential Hunter to add to their ranks... and... and you waste it. Here you are messing around, dragging your teammates into some stupid scheme that could cut your careers short just because you want to try and beat me up for some slight to your pride? You'd face expulsion not just for that, but so that you'd be free to try and mess with the hopes and dreams of other people who want to be here, who want to be Hunters, by bullying and berating them! Worse than that... you've actively tried to sabotage Kacchan's chances of becoming a Huntsman, something he's wanted for as long as I've known him...

[Izuku's gaze turns into a Death Glare] So yeah, Cardin... we're going to fight man-to-man. We're going to fight in front of Port... and then when I'm done with you, I expect you to stop. You won't hurt or harass my friends or anyone else ever again. You understand?

Barbara: Do you know what my son did on his fifth birthday?
Walter: No—
Barbara: Ate cake. And cried. Especially when his friends left. Because his father walked out the door on his fifth birthday, and never came back. Then, he took care of his mother. His first attempt to cook dinner set the kitchen on fire. But he got better. When I was working through med school, and then my internship, he cooked for me. He helped keep the house up. Because between work, medschool and trying to understand why my husband left me because I was 'getting too clingy', I was a shitty mother who could barely cook for myself. The fact that we still have this house, that I'm a doctor instead of an assistant pharmacist at Walmart—that's as much Jim as it is me. And it cost him, because believe me, when he was five, he had a lot more friends than just Toby.
Walter: I—
Barbara: Before this year, I would have sooner mistrusted myself than I would have Jim. And then he turns into a burgeoning juvenile delinquent. Someone I don't recognize, and then, when it's too late, and he might be dying somewhere I can't get to, I find out it's because he's become a chosen one… And You. Used. Me. Against. My. Son. When I should have been supporting him, I was yelling at him. When he needed me, I was looking at him like I was disappointed in him. And then, when he turned against you, you tied me to yourself with that damned ritual, while you were in my house, smiling at me, wooing me, so that you could use me as a human shield against my son. Tell me, Walter, if there had been a way to break the connection, to leave me dying in Trollmarket, and you free to flee, safe from Rot, from Jim, from Gunmar... What would you have done?

Pearl: I’m sorry.
Ruby: Sorry?! You’re sorry?! You tricked us into fusing and you think sorry is going to fix all of it?!
Sapphire: Ruby!
Ruby: You always do stuff like this! You mess up, you cause problems, you act like your feelings are the only ones that matter, and we’re all just supposed to deal with it!
Sapphire: Ruby, stop it–
Ruby: Rose always told us to just be nice to you, no matter how horrible you were, and why? Because you’re still messed up from the war? We all are! Or no, wait, is it because you're a Pearl and you just don’t know any better? How long is that excuse going to last? You’ve been free for five thousand years - get over it! Rose let you get away with everything, like, like… like some spoiled kid! There’s nothing wrong with you, you’re just selfish!
Sapphire: Ruby!
Ruby: What?! Am I wrong? How long have we been putting up with her tantrums and her mood swings and 'I’m special Rose is the only one who will ever get me'? I know you never understood why Rose put up with her either!
Sapphire: That doesn’t mean you can–
Ruby: What, tell her the truth?
Sapphire: This isn’t about Rose, it’s about Sardonyx and–
Ruby: It’s about everything, Sapphire! She always does this! She gets mad at Amethyst for no reason, she yells at Steven for not knowing his own mother, she abuses fusion, and we all just deal with it. I’m sick of it! It’s not our fault she’s broken!
It wasn’t until much, much later that Steven realized Pearl had never tried to defend herself against Ruby’s tirade.

Nanoha: Let Me Get This Straight.... You're telling me that your sole heir was in the habit of walking away from her duties and sneaking not just out of your palace, but your entire country, and making her way down to Earth, because she didn't like the weather?
Queen Serenity: She longed to feel real wind upon her skin and stand under the light of the actual sun, rather than the artificial environment of the moon. She...
Nanoha: And you let her? Serenity was your only heir. You had a responsibility to ensure that she would be ready to take over the throne upon your death. And instead you stood aside and let her neglect her responsibilities and run off to another country on a whim – which she then did frequently enough to pick up a steady boyfriend there. Didn't you ever think about what kind of ruler a girl who routinely skipped out on her responsibilities would make? Didn't any of your advisors mention that to you? Or were they all hoping they would be the real rulers while an incompetent queen sat on the throne? Did you ever consider that a man who would court a princess who frequently neglected her duties on a whim might be someone intending to use her? Regardless of whether or not Endymion was that kind of man, it would have been all too easy for the husband of a queen who was unprepared for that role due to her own neglect to take over the responsibilities of the throne, and the power with it. And that doesn't even go into the fact that you allowed your heir to leave the country without a security detail – several times. And the potential diplomatic consequences that could have erupted if anything happened to her while she was taking an impromptu vacation in another country. I'm not sure which is worse – your daughter's irresponsible actions, or the fact that you allowed them to happen.
Queen Serenity: I was very busy with important matters of state at the time.
Nanoha: When I was born, my father was in critical condition in the hospital. My mother was usually either with him or at work, and my siblings were either in school or working themselves. I spent most of my early childhood alone. Despite that, my parents still managed to teach me to take my responsibilities seriously. Something you failed to teach Serenity.
Queen Serenity: My child...
Nanoha: My mother's name is Momoko Takamachi. Good-bye, Your Majesty.

Do you have any idea what it's been like trying to lead you people!? You ignore all of my strategies, you adamantly refuse to work together, and then you blame me FOR All OF YOUR PROBLEMS! [...]*sigh* I tried, you know. Lord knows I tried...but there's just no helping you people. It's like you crave death. But not just any death, noooo. You fuckers seem to have some sort of pool going, to see who can end their existence in the dumbest, most avoidable way possible! And you just keep one-upping each other!
Heathcliff to everyone inside SAO, Sword Art Online Abridged

Let me see if I get the grand scheme here, "Benjamin Button". The Jerrys thought that if I purged all my souls I wouldn't have my #LifeHack, and at least one of you could kill me. So when the "very fine people" of the Nazi military, those KKK-lookin' sons of bitches, and Alexander motherfucking Anderson couldn't do the job, you thought the guy.
— Alucard to Walter, having just knocked him down, Hellsing Ultimate Abridged

"You are an embarrassment to everyone who has ever considered themselves a parent, or wants to be a parent. Bloody hell, I bet you only had her out of wedlock.
The Absent Coder, to HP’s overprotective to a fault Education Mama, SOSchip, Chapter 6, "Family Matters" (and that isn’t even the full speech; the actual thing in the story was screamed in caps lock)

    Film — Animated 
The Screenslaver interrupts this program for an important announcement. Don't bother watching the rest. Elastigirl doesn't save the day: she merely postpones her defeat. And while she postpones her defeat, you eat chips, and watch her invert problems that you are too lazy to deal with. Superheroes are part of your brainless desire to replace true experience with simulation. You don't talk, you watch talk shows. You don't play games, you watch game shows. Travel. Relationships. Risk. Every meaningful experience must be packaged and delivered to you to watch at a distance so that you can remain ever-sheltered, ever-passive, ever-ravenous consumers who can't bring themselves to rise from their couches, break a sweat and participate in life. You want superheroes to protect you, and make yourselves ever more powerless in the process. Well, you tell yourselves you're being "looked after". That your interests are being served and your rights are being upheld. So that the system can keep stealing from you, smiling at you all the while. Go ahead, send your supers to stop me. Grab your snacks, watch your screens, and see what happens. You are no longer in control. I am.
Screenslaver, Incredibles 2

Rattlesnake Jake: I hear you been tellin' about how you killed all them Jenkins brothers. With one bullet, wasn't it? Ain't that right? All these good folks here believe your little stories, don't they? Why, they believe you're just a stone killer, don't they? Seems these folks trust you. They think you're gonna save their little town. They think you're gonna save their little souls! [Turns to Beans and mockingly licks her cheek before turning back to Rango] But we know better, don't we? So why don't you show your friends what you're made of? Show 'em who you really are? [pulls out gun] Why don't you pull your gun and shoot me? [Empties out bullets] But of course you won't need all of these. Just one, right? [gives Rango the gun and points it in his face] Go head, hero. Pull the trigger. [Rango doesn't shoot] You got killer in your eyes, son? ... I don't see it. [Rango lowers his gun] You didn't do any of them things you said, did you? You didn't kill them Jenkins Brothers. You ain't even from the West! Are you?! [Rango doesn't speak] Say it!
Rango: [whispers] No.
Jake: Oh, speak up! I don't think your friends here heard you.
Rango: No.
Jake: All you've done is lie to these good people. You ain't nothing but a fake and a coward. Isn't that right?
Rango: [softly] Yes.
Rango: [Clearly] Yes.
Jake: [slithers around Rango] Listen close, you pathetic fraud. This is my town now. If I ever see you again, I will take your soul straight down to HELL!

The Witch: I'll make you suffer!
Norman: Why?
The Witch: Because... Because…
Norman: Because you want everyone to hurt just as much as you are. So whenever you wake up, you play this mean game, but you don't play fair!
The Witch: They hurt me!
Norman: So you hurt them back?
The Witch: I wanted everyone to see how rotten they were!
Norman: You're just like them, Agatha!
The Witch: No, I'm not!
Norman: You're a bully.
The Witch: No, I'm not!
Norman: They did something awful, but that doesn't mean you should too! All that's left of you now is mean and horrible!
The Witch: That's not true!
Norman: Then stop. This is wrong and you know it! You've spent so long remembering the bad people that you've forgotten the good ones. There must have been someone who loved you and cared for you. You don't remember them?
The Witch: Leave me alone!
Norman: But you're not alone! You have to remember!
The Witch: Keep away from me!

Elsa: Anna, what do you know about true love?
Anna: More than you! All you know is how to shut people out!

Hans: Anna? But she froze your heart!
Anna: The only frozen heart around here is yours.

Khalil: Would you look at yourself?! You care more about that weed than about all the people in Nineveh! (Jonah stammers) Why are you here now? Instead of back in the belly of that whale? (Jonah again has no answer) Because God is compassionate! He wanted to help you! And because he is merciful! He gave you a second chance!
Jonah: Oh, yes — and I'm very grateful-
Khalil: Has it ever occurred to you that maybe God loves everybody, not just you?! That maybe he wants to give everyone a second chance! (Jonah stammers yet again) He saw that those people needed help - that they didn't know right from wrong - and he wanted to help them! And that is why he sent you! And when you told them what they were doing wrong they said they were sorry, they put down their mackerels and their halibuts, and they asked God for a second chance. And by golly, he gave them one! Don't you see? God wants to give everyone a second chance! And so should we!
Jonah: (at first considering, then hotly angry) Well, if they get a second chance — those fish-slappers — well, then... it would be better if I were dead! (flops on the ground and throws a tantrum like a toddler) OH I WISH I WERE BACK IN THAT WHALE!
Khalil: (stunned) You are pathetic. (beat) You know, patience runs very deep in my family... but not that deep. I am out of here!
Jonah: What? What are you doing?
Khalil: I wanted to be big and important... just like you! But the world doesn't need more people who are "big and important," the world needs more people who are nice. And compassionate. And merciful. That's what I want to be. You can find yourself a new traveling buddy. Goodbye.
Jonah: You can't just leave!
Khalil: Can and am!
Khalil to Jonah, Jonah: A VeggieTales Movie

You mistreat this poor boy the same way you mistreat my people. You speak of justice, yet you are cruel to those most in need of your help!
Esmeralda to Frollo, The Hunchback of Notre Dame

Tai Lung: I have come home, Master.
Shifu: This is no longer your home, and I am no longer your master.
Tai Lung: Oh, yes. You have a new favorite. So where is this... Po? Did I scare him off?
Shifu: This battle is between you and me.
Tai Lung: So... That is how it's going to be.
Shifu: That is how it MUST be. [They fight, and it spills into the Jade Palace]
Tai Lung: I rotted in jail for TWENTY years because of your weakness!
Shifu: Obeying your master is not weakness!
Tai Lung: You knew I was the Dragon Warrior. You always knew. But when Oogway said otherwise, what did you do? What did you do!? NOTHING!
Shifu: You were not meant to be the Dragon Warrior! That was NOT my fault!
Tai Lung: Not your fault!? Who filled my head with dreams!? WHO DROVE ME TO TRAIN UNTIL MY BONES CRACKED!? WHO DENIED ME MY DESTINY!?
Shifu: It was never my decision to make!
Tai Lung: It is now. Give. Me. The scroll.
Shifu: I would rather die! [They continue fighting until Tai Lung gains the upper hand]]
Tai Lung: All I ever did, I did to make your proud! Tell me how PROUD you are, Shifu! TELL ME! TEEEEEELL MEEEEEEEE!!!

The 'real' Batman never talked to you much, did he? That's probably why you were so fixated on him. I don't need a degree to figure you out. The real reason you kept coming back was you never got a laugh out of the old man. 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. I mean, joy buzzers? Squirting flowers? LAME! Where's the A-material? Make a face, drop your pants, something! You make me laugh... But only 'cause I think you're kinda pathetic. 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?
Terry McGinnis/Batman II Batman Beyond: Return of the Joker

Sunset Shimmer: You'll never get away with this.
Adagio Dazzle: Why? Because you didn't? (Sunset freezes) Oh, we know all about you, Sunset Shimmer. You've got quite a reputation here at Canterlot High.
Sunset: I've changed! I'm in a much better place now!
Aria Blaze: Waiting in the wings while your "friends" have all the fun?
Adagio: Oh yes, you girls are so tight. And yet, they didn't ask you to be in their band.
Aria: Probably afraid no one would want to see them play if she was in the group.
Sonata Dusk: Too bad! So sad!
Adagio: If it's any consolation, no one is going to remember you at all by the time we're done.

Plankton: THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!! [everyone pauses and the crowd gasps]
Spongebob: My fault?!
Plankton: You're the one who stole the wrong secret formula!
Spongebob: I didn't know there were two bottles!
Plankton: Of course you didn't! 'Cause you got cotton candy for brains! [the crowd goes ooh] No, seriously, he really does.
Spongebob: Well, we wouldn't even be in this mess in the first place if you weren't so selfish and evil!
Plankton: I was selfish and evil until you ruined everything with your te-amwork!
Spongebob: [gasps] You take that back!

Flash: What did you do to the world?
Professor Zoom: Oh, Barry. That's the beauty of all this: I didn't do any of it. You did. Think, Barry. Isn't there some little thing, some little good deed, you might have done?
Flash: I saved someone.
Zoom: Yes.
Flash: I saved her. I saved Mom.
Zoom: That's right.
Flash: No... No! It wouldn't have changed all of this. It wouldn't have changed what happened before her murder. Bruce's parents, Clark's landing...
Zoom: Oh, but it did. Break the sound barrier, and there's a sonic boom. You broke the time barrier, Flash. Time boom. Ripples of distortion radiated out through that point of impact, shifting everything just a tiny bit. But enough. Enough for events to happen slightly different.
Hush/The Riddler: What do you think of me now?
Hush/The Riddler: I repeat, what do you think of me now?
Hush/The Riddler: Big talk from a dead man!
Batman: You tell riddles a fifth grader could solve and you call yourself the Riddler. The sheer lack of imagination is staggering.
Hush/The Riddler: You take that back!
Batman: A one-gimmick hack. The joke of the underworld.
Hush/The Riddler: Damn you. Shut up!
Hush/The Riddler: I'm not scared of them anymore! I'll kill them just like I'm going to kill you.
Batman: The effects of the Pit don't last forever. I'm betting even now you can feel it. All that strength and genius slipping away just when you need it most.
Hush/The Riddler:''' No, no!
Batman: Riddle me this, who's his own worst enemy?

    Film — Live-Action 
Mr. Madison, that was the most insanely idiotic thing I have ever heard. At no point during your rambling, incoherent response were you anywhere close to what could be considered a rational human thought. Everyone here is dumber for having listened to it. I award you no points, and may God have mercy on your soul.

Asst. Principal: I see a bad egg when I look at your niece. She is a twiddler, a dreamer, a sillyheart. She is a chatterbox, and frankly, I don't think she takes a thing in her life or her career as a student seriously.
Buck: She's only six.
Asst. Principal: That is not a valid excuse; I hear that every day, and I dismiss it!
Buck: I don't think I want to know a six-year-old who isn't a dreamer or a sillyheart. And I SURE don't want to know one who takes their student career seriously. I don't have a college degree. I don't even have a JOB. But I know a good kid when I see one. Because they're ALL good kids, until dried-out, brain-dead skags like YOU drag them down and convince them they're no good! You so much as SCOWL at my niece, or ANY other kid in this school, and I hear about it, and I'm coming looking for you! Take this quarter, go downtown, and have a rat gnaw that thing off your face! Good day to you, madam.

I thought about what you said to me the other day, about my painting. I stayed up half the night thinking about it. *beat* Something occurred to me. I fell into a deep, peaceful sleep, and I haven't thought about you since. You know what occurred to me? You're just a kid. You don't have the faintest idea what you're talking about. It's all right. You've never been out of Boston. So if I asked you about art, you'd probably give me the skinny on every art book ever written. Michelangelo, you know a lot about him. Life's work, political aspirations, him and the Pope, sexual orientation, the whole works, right? But I'll bet you can't tell me what it smells like in the Sistine Chapel. You've never actually stood there and looked up at that beautiful ceiling. Seen that. If I ask you about women, you'd probably give me a syllabus about your personal favorites. You may have even been laid a few times. But you can't tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a woman and feel truly happy. [...] And I'd ask you about war, you'd probably throw Shakespeare at me, right? "Once more into the breach, dear friends." But you've never been near one. You've never held your best friend's head in your lap, and watched him gasp his last breath looking to you for help. I'd ask you about love, you'd probably quote me a sonnet. But you've never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable. Known someone that could level you with her eyes, feeling like God put an angel on Earth just for you. Who could rescue you from the depths of Hell. And you wouldn't know what it's like to be her angel, to have that love for her, be there forever, through anything, through cancer. And you wouldn't know about sleeping sittin' up in the hospital room for two months, holding her hand, because the doctors could see in your eyes that the terms "visiting hours" don't apply to you. You don't know about real loss, 'cause that only occurs when you've loved something more than you love yourself. And I doubt you've ever dared to love anybody that much. I look at you, I don't see an intelligent, confident man. I see a cocky, scared shitless kid. But you're a genius, Will. No one denies that. No one could possibly understand the depths of you. But you presume to know everything about me because you saw a painting of mine. You ripped my fuckin' life apart. You're an orphan, right? Do you think I'd know the first thing about how hard your life has been, how you feel, who you are, 'cause I read Oliver Twist? Does that encapsulate you? Personally, I don't give a shit about all that, because you know what, I can't learn anything from you I can't read in some fuckin' book. Unless you want to talk about you, who you are. Then I'm fascinated. I'm in. But you don't wanna do that, do you, sport? You're terrified of what you might say. Your move, chief.
Sean Maguire to Will Hunting, Good Will Hunting

Rick, I want to cut through the BS. I think you're an asshole. No, let me correct that: an immature asshole. Which is fine, except you're marrying my daughter, and I'm afraid my grandchildren are going to be little assholes. First, you're a slob. You dress like a bum. Second, you're unmotivated. You have no self-esteem, no thought about the future. You're inconsiderate. You're insensitive. You're insincere. And you're irresponsible, a show-off. You're vulgar. You're inappropriate. You're unrefined. You're obnoxious.
Ed Thompson, Bachelor Party

My God! I can't stand any more of this! First you spurn me for Eddie, and then you throw him off like an old overcoat for Rocky! You chew people up and then you spit them out again... I loved you... do you hear me? I loved you! And what did it get me? Yeah, I'll tell you: a big nothing. You're like a sponge. You take, take, take, and drain others of their love and emotion. Yeah, well, I've had enough! You're gonna choose between me and Rocky, so named after the rocks in his head!

What are you trying to do to that poor girl, putting on that millionaire act? And where did you get that phony accent? Nobody tawks loike thaht! Joe, of all the tricks you've played on women, this is without doubt the TRICKIEST, and LOWEST, and MEANEST!
Jerry, Some Like It Hot

What the fuck happened to the Delta I used to know? Where's the spirit? Where's the guts, huh? This could be the greatest night of our lives, but you're gonna let it be the worst! "Oh, we're afraid to go with you, Bluto! We might get in trouble!" WELL, JUST KISS MY ASS FROM NOW ON!
John "Bluto" Blutarski, Animal House

(about America) Against it? I should be positively astounded to hear of anything that could be said FOR it! Why, the whole bloody place is the most unspeakable matriarchy in the whole history of civilization! Look at yourself, and the way your wife and her strumpet of a mother push you through the hoop! As far as I can see, American men have been totally emasculated. They're like slaves! They die like flies from coronary thrombosis, while their women sit under hairdryers, eating chocolates and arranging for every second Tuesday to be some sort of Mother's Day! And this positively infantile preoccupation with bosoms! In all my time in this wretched godforsaken country, the one thing that has appalled me most of all is this preposterous preoccupation with bosoms! Don't you realize they have become the dominant theme in American culture: in literature, advertising and all fields of entertainment and everything! I'll wager you anything you like that if American women stopped wearing brassieres, your whole national economy would collapse overnight!
J. Algernon Hawthorne, It's a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World

You haven't thought about your lady-friend down at the D.A.'s office. You haven't thought about your old butler. Bang! People from your world have so much to lose. Now, you think because your mommy and your daddy got shot, you know about the ugly side of life, but you don't. You've never tasted desperate. You're Bruce Wayne, the Prince of Gotham — you'd have to go a thousand miles to meet someone who didn't know your name. So don't come down here with your anger trying to prove something to yourself. This is a world you'll never understand, and you always fear what you don't understand.
Carmine Falcone, Batman Begins

When a cold wind blows it chills you
Chills you to the bone
But there's nothing in nature that freezes your heart
Like years of being alone
It paints you with indifference
Like a lady paints with rouge
And the worst of the worst
The most hated and cursed
Is the one that we call Scrooge
Unkind as any
And the wrath of many
This is Ebenezer Scrooge
Oh, there goes Mr. Humbug
There goes Mr. Grim
If they gave a prize for bein' mean, the winner would be him
Ol' Scrooge, he loves his money 'cause he thinks it gives him power
If he became a flavor, you can bet he would be sour
(spoken) "Yucka!"
"Even the vegetables don't like him!"
There goes Mr. Skinflint
There goes Mr. Greed
The undisputed master of the underhanded deed
He charges folks a fortune for his dark and drafty houses
Us poor folk live in misery
It's even worse for mouses
(spoken) "Please, sir, I want some cheese!"
He must be so lonely, he must be so sad
He goes to extremes to convince us he's bad
He's really a victim of fear and of pride
Look close and there must be a sweet man inside...
(spoken) "Naaaah! Uh Uh!"
There goes Mr. Outrage
There goes Mr. Sneer
He has no time for friends or fun
His anger makes that clear
Don't ask him for a favor, 'cause his nastiness increases
No crust of bread for those in need
No cheeses for us meeses
There goes Mr. Heartless
There goes Mr. Cruel
He never gives, he only takes
He lets his hunger rule
If bein' mean's a way of life
You practice and rehearse
Then all that work is paying off
'Cause Scrooge is getting worse
Every day, in every way, Scrooge is getting worse
Miscellaneous Muppets, The Muppet Christmas Carol, "Scrooge"

I knew you assholes the minute I laid eyes on you! Look at the four of you! (to Doug) You think I don't know you? You're probably a...podiatrist or an ear-, nose-, and throat-specialist. (to Bobby) Bobby, guarantee you're henpecked! The wife wears the pants! (to Dudley) And you, no luck with women. I guarantee you bag your own shit. (to Woody) And you, you're the biggest poser of them all... aren't ya, squinty! Go home!
Jack, Wild Hogs

Let's cut the shit. It is directly your fault. You destroyed my boat! You beat me up in your sleep! And worst of all, you made Nancy and I resent each other! It is absolutely 150% your fault!
Dr. Robert Doback, Step Brothers

I'm not raising my voice. THIS WOULD BE RAISING MY VOICE TO YOU, okay? I don't want to check my bag, okay? And, by the way, your airline? You suck at checking bags, okay, because I already did that once and you lost it, and then I had everything screwed up very badly for me, okay? If you would take a second, take the little sticks out of your head, clean out your ears, and maybe you would see that I'm a person who has feelings, and all I have to do is do what I wanna do and all I want to do is hold on to my bag and not listen to you! And the only way that I would ever let go of my bag would be if you came over here right now and tried to pry it from my dead, lifeless fingers, okay? If you can get it from my kung-fu grip then you can come and have it, okay? Otherwise, step off, bitch.
Greg Focker, Meet the Parents

Hey would you turn down the music for a second? WOULD YOU TURN DOWN THE FUCKING MUSIC? JESUS! THIS IS FUCKING BULLSHIT! I HAVE BEEN HERE ALL GODDAMN DAY AND YOU HAVEN'T LET ME SAY ONE THING! NONE OF YOU! Oh no, asshole, you shut the fuck up now, it’s my turn to talk! You're all fucked in the head! All of you! I mean you, change your fucking tampon and have another drink you crazy fucking bitch! And you, 'Waaa, I don’t know what to be when I grow up', Join the fucking army or something, goddamn! And you…you know what? You're too easy! Oh and you, whining ALL GODDAMN DAY about Dean! You’re hot! Quit acting so fucking pathetic! And you…FUCK YOU MONTY! ALWAYS GOTTA BE RIGHT WITH YOUR LITTLE QUIPS! We get it man, you're fucking edgy and cool, yeah, you're the COOLEST FUCKING GUY AT SHENANIGANZ! WHEEEEW! That’s like being the smartest kid with Down Syndrome! Oh yea why aren’t you in jail? You know what, fuck this, you all suck, I quit! Oh yeah. There is one more thing. You. you are the biggest piece of shit in this entire restaurant and I hope you burn in hell!
Mitch, Waiting...

WRONG, sir, WRONG. Under section 37B of the contract signed by him, it states quite clearly that all offers shall become null and void if — and you can read it for yourself in this photostatic copy — I, the undersigned, shall forfeit all rights, privileges and licenses herein and herein contained, et cetera, et cetera, Fax mentis, incendium gloria cultum, et cetera, et cetera, Memo bis punitor delicatum! It's ALL there, black and white, clear as crystal! You STOLE Fizzy-Lifting Drinks! You bumped into the ceiling, which now has to be washed and sterilized, so you get... NOTHING! You LOSE! GOOD DAY, SIR!

I ain't out there serial fornicating, trying to float my liver, drinking myself silly, cuz I can't stand what a piece of shit I am... You're an emotional fucking cripple. Your soul is dog shit. Every single fucking thing about you is ugly.
Marcus, Bad Santa

Blake: You get the picture? You're laughing now? You got leads. Mitch and Murray paid good money. Get their names to sell them! You can't close the leads you're given, you can't close shit, you are shit; hit the bricks, pal, and beat it, 'cause you are going out!
Levene: The leads are weak.
Blake: The leads are weak? Fucking leads are weak? You're weak.

There's plenty you can do, but YOU won't do it, and do YOU know why? BECAUSE YOU HAVE NO BALLS! And your fathers had no balls. You were all a product of generations of ball-less men who were either too weak or too frightened to stand up and take what's theirs. And one day you will pass on your empty shriveled sacks to your own pitiful offspring!
David Harken, Horrible Bosses 2

Imagination is what protects us. It's what keeps us alive. You're still living, but less and less. Inside, you own this place. You run things. You're the king. But look around you, what do you see? It's all pretend. It's all made up. You own nothing. Nothing except sorrows and bars and rusty metal staircases. You'll never live, because outside you don't exist. No one will remember you. No one.
Frank Perry, The Escapist

So that was Mrs. Lundegaard on the floor in there. And I guess that was your accomplice in the wood-chipper. And those three people in Brainerd. And for what? For a little bit of money. There's more to life than a little money, you know. Don't you know that? And here ya are, and it's a beautiful day. Well, I just don't understand it.
Marge Gunderson to Gaear Grimsrud, Fargo

Wrong! You were completely wrong! Not right in any way, shape, or form! Just Queen Wrong of the Bastard Fucking Wrong People! That's my opinion, Molly, and if there is another side, I can't bloody see it!
Janine, Crush

And what are you? So full of hate you just want to go out and fight everybody, 'cause you've been whipped and chased by hounds. Well that might not be livin', but it sure as hell ain't dyin'. And dyin's what these white boys been doin' for going on three years now. Dyin' by the thousands, dyin' for YOU, fool! I know 'cause I dug their graves. And all the time I'm diggin', I'm askin' myself, 'when, O Lord, when's gonna be our time?' The time's comin' when we all gonna hafta ante up and kick in like men, LIKE MEN! You watch who you callin' nigger. If there's any niggers 'round here, it's YOU! Smart-mouthed, stupid-ass, swamp-runnin' nigger! And if you ain't careful, that's all you ever gonna be!
Sgt. Rawlins to Trip, Glory

Jessep: You want answers?
Kaffee: I think I'm entitled.
Jessep: You want answers?
Kaffee: I want the truth!
Jessep: You can't handle the truth! Son, we live in a world that has walls and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns. Who's gonna do it, you? You, Lieutenant Weinburg? I have a greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom! You weep for Santiago and you curse the Marines! You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know! That Santiago's death, while tragic, probably saved lives! And my existence, while grotesque, and incomprehensible to you, saves lives! You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that wall! You need me on that wall! We use words like 'Honor,' 'Code,' 'Loyalty!' We use these words as the backbone of a life spent defending something. You use them as a punchline! I have neither the time, nor the inclination, to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom that I provide, and then questions the manner in which I provide it! I would rather you just said 'Thank you', and went on your way. Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a weapon, and stand at post! Either way, I don't give a damn what you think you are entitled to!

Oh, fuck you! Fuck you, pal! Jesus, there you go trying to pass the buck. I'm the source of all your misery. Who closed the store to play hockey? Who closed the store to go to a wake? Who tried to win back his ex-girlfriend without even discussing how he felt with his present one? You wanna blame somebody? Blame yourself. I'm not even supposed to be here today. You sound like an asshole! Jesus, nobody twisted your arm to be here. You're here of your own volition. You like to think the weight of the world rests on your shoulder. Like this place would fall apart if Dante wasn't here. Jesus, you overcompensate for having what's basically a monkey's job. You push fucking buttons. Anybody can waltz in here and do our jobs. You — You're so obsessed with making it seem so much more epic, so much more important than it really is. Christ, you work in a convenience store, Dante! And badly, I might add! I work in a shitty video store, badly as well. You know, that guy Jay's got it right, man. He has no delusions about what he does. Us, we like to make ourselves seem so much more important than the people that come in here to buy a paper, or, God forbid, cigarettes. We look down on them as if we're so advanced. Well, if we're so fucking advanced, what are we doing working here?
Randal to Dante at the end of Clerks

So that's the way you see all this time we've spent together? That's weird, man. I though you were the only guy in the world who got me and had my back... the only person who'd take a bullet for me, 'cause I assumed you felt the same way I feel about you. Then, all of a sudden, one day, you're like, I'm moving. Bye. Do you know what that's been like for me? I'm looking at a future that just sucks, because you're not gonna be in it anymore. And you're not even throwing me over for a life that means something to you. It's just a stupid, hollow existence you think you should embrace because you're getting old or something, because it's the kind of life everyone else goes after. You're a fucking drone, dude. ... But now what the fuck am I gonna do for the rest of my life? I mean, shit, really wish you would've told me this when I first met you, that one day you were gonna bail on our friendship, because if I had known you were just gonna flake on me a few decades later... I wouldn't have bothered with your ass in the first place. ... Oh, then, man, you must love this guy, 'cause he's the biggest pussy I ever met. The dude who lives his life according to everyone else's standards. I got to go to Florida 'cause that's what's expected of me. And the fuckin' insane part is, he ain't even that crazy about the chick he's marrying in Florida, never mind the fact that he's got a perfectly good chick right here in Jersey who he's nuts about, and even Anne fuckin' Frank could see she's nuts about him. God knows why. And she likes you for who you are, man. She ain't trying to stuff you into a box you'll never fit into. Not to mention the fact that she's carrying your hideous fucking CHUD of a kid. Jesus, if you had any sense whatsoever, you'd fucking stop trying to bray it up with the rest of the sheep, and live life the way it makes sense for you, you fucking ass!
Randal to Dante at the end of Clerks II

Yogi, that's the problem, all the thinking. Hey, you know what would be great? If you didn't think. If you could just be a regular bear. You know — sit in the woods minding his own business. But nope, you're different, you're smart, and you'd rather spend your days being selfish and destructive while everyone else pays the price. I'm sure it's never been enough screwing up my life. This time, you had to go down and destroy this entire park. So tell me, Yogi. How smart are you now?
Ranger Smith, Yogi Bear

Juror #11: What kind of a man are you? You have sat here and voted guilty with everyone else, because there are some baseball tickets burning a hole in your pocket. Now you have changed your vote because you say you're sick of all the talking? Who tells you that you have the right to play like this with a man's life? Don't you care?
Juror #7: Now, wait a minute. You can't talk that like that to me.
Juror #11: I can talk like that to you! If you want to vote not guilty, do it because you are convinced he is not guilty, not because you've had enough. And if you think he is guilty, then vote that way. Or don't you have the guts to do what you think is right?

Ms. Levias: You're an egomanical windbag.
Mr. Clark: Who are you talking to?
Ms. Levias: I'm talking to you. You like to whip people who can't fight back. I thought I could take it because I had a father in the same kind of vein that makes you such a bastard, but I was wrong. Life's too short. I will not endure you any longer!
Mr. Clark: You won't endure ME?
Ms. Levias: The only reason I haven't walked out and half the staff along with me is because those children need us here.
Mr. Clark: Oh, the children need you?
Ms. Levias: You're so busy talking discipline, you forget to educate!
Mr. Clark: Is that so? Then what the hell do you think I've been doing all this time?
Ms. Levias: So you cleaned it up. That was the easy part.
Mr. Clark: That's the easy part?
Ms. Levias: Those children want to be helped. They have worked their hearts out for you, Joe. Done everything we've asked them, believed what we told them. But I feel sorry for them. They're not ready to take that test!
Mr. Clark: What the hell are you talking about? I have done everything —
Ms. Levias: I! I! It is always I! There are 300 teachers on the faculty here! You do not do it all alone!
Mr. Clark: I don't have to stand here and listen to these accusations.
Ms. Levias: You will listen! You will stand there and you will listen!
Mr. Clark: All right, Ms. Levias. All right, go ahead and talk.
Ms. Levias: For the past seven months, you've been flapping your mouth and you haven't heard a thing. You haven't even seen what's painfully obvious.
Mr. Clark: I'll tell you what I do see, lady —
Ms. Levias: NO! I'M talking now! Let me finish! Everybody here may not like you as a person, but we all applaud your effort. But what you don't understand is that the same people who support you are the ones that you're beating up! You don't even take the time to say, Thank You, Job Well Done, nothing. You just step in their necks, constantly abuse them, criticize them.
Mr. Clark: Ms. Levias, what do you want from me? What the hell do you want?!
Ms. Levias: I want you to get this straight. Most of the teachers that are here are here because they care about those children out there, this school, this fight. They are in it with you. They take it home at night the same as you. They are part of those children's lives. You are thoughtless and cruel. And it hurts. And none of them deserve it. They are sick of it and so am I.

You're a pest. A menace. A selfish, spoiled little boy and I've no use for you. You took something from me that I can never get back, something that means more to me than you ever will. You understand? I don't want to see you, I don't want to know you. Get out of my way.
George Wilson to Dennis Mitchell, Dennis the Menace

I have a dream. It's not a big dream, it's just a little dream. My dream — and I hope you don't find this too crazy — is that I would like the people of this community to feel that if, God forbid, there were a fire, calling the fire department would actually be a wise thing to do. You can't have people, if their houses are burning down, saying, ‘Whatever you do, don't call the fire department!’ That would be bad.
C.D. Charlie Bales, Roxanne

Let's imagine. If you glimpsed the future and were frightened by what you saw, what would you do with that information? You would go to...who? Politicians? Captains of industry? And how would you convince them? Data? Facts? Good luck. The only facts they won't challenge are the ones that keep the wheels greased and the dollars rolling in. Now, what if...what if there was a way of skipping the middleman, putting the critical news directly into everyone's heads? The probability of widespread annihilation kept going up. The only way to stop it was to show it, to scare people straight. What reasonable human being wouldn't be galvanized by the potential destruction of everything they've ever known or loved? To save civilization, I would show its collapse. But how do you think this vision was received? How do you think people responded to the prospect of imminent doom? They gobbled it up, like a chocolate éclair. They didn't fear their demise, they repackaged it! It can be enjoyed as video games, as TV shows, books, movies. The entire world wholeheartedly embraced the apocalypse, and sprinted towards it with gleeful abandon. Meanwhile, your Earth was crumbling all around you. You've got simultaneous epidemics of obesity and starvation! Explain that one! Bees and butterflies start to disappear, the glaciers melt, algae blooms all around you, the coal mine canaries are dropping dead, and you WON'T TAKE THE HINT! In every moment, there is the possibility of a better future, but you people won't believe it. And because you won't believe it, you won't do what is necessary to make it a reality. So you dwell on this terrible future and you resign yourselves to it, for one reason: because that future doesn't ask anything of you today. So, yes, we saw the iceberg, we warned the Titanic, but you all just steered for it anyway, full steam ahead. Why? Because you want to sink. You gave up. That's not the Monitor's fault. It's yours.
Governor Nix, Tomorrowland

Hector: Do you know what you've done? Do you know how many years our father worked for peace?
Paris: I love her.
Hector: Oh, it's all a game to you, isn't it? You roam from town to town, bedding merchants' wives and temple maids and you think you know something about love? What about your father's love? You spat on him when you brought her on-board this ship! What about the love for your country? You'd let Troy burn for this woman?! I will NOT let you start a war for her!
Paris: What you say is true, I've wronged you. I've wronged our father. If you want to take Helen back to Sparta, so be it... but I go with her.
Hector: To Sparta, they'll kill you!
Paris: Then I'll die fighting.
Hector: Oh, and that sounds heroic to you, to die fighting? Have you ever killed a man?
Paris: No.
Hector: Ever seen a man die in combat?
Paris: No.
Hector: I've killed men. I've heard them dying, I've watched them dying and there's nothing glorious about it! Nothing poetic! You say you're willing to die for love, but you know nothing about dying and you know nothing about love!
Paris: All the same, I go with her. I won't ask you to fight my war.
Hector: You already have.

Gordon Gekko: [smugly] Hiya, Buddy.
Bud Fox: Gordon.
Gekko: [still smug] You sandbagged me on Bluestar, huh? [chuckles again] I guess you think you taught the teacher a lesson, that the tail can wag the dog, huh? [sighs while crushing his cigarette with his foot] Well, let me clue you in, pal. The ice is melting right underneath your feet. [suddenly punches Bud and grabs him by the collar.] Did you think you could've gotten this far this fast with anybody else, huh? You think you'd be out there dicking someone like Darien? No. You'd be cold-calling widows and dentists trying to buy 20 shares of some fucking dog-shit stock. I took you in. [hits Fox a 2nd time] A NOBODY! [hits him again] I opened the doors for you. I showed you how the system works. The value of information, how to get it! Fulham Oil, Brant Resources, Geodynamics. And this is how you fucking pay me back, you cockroach! [Gekko hits him a 4th time, but the force of the hit knocks Bud into the ground.] I GAVE YOU DARIEN! I GAVE YOU YOUR MANHOOD, I GAVE YOU EVERYTHING! [Gekko calms down, then tosses a handkerchief to Bud to clean off the blood on his lip.] You could have been one of the great ones, Buddy. I look at you, and I see myself. Why?
Bud: [gets up] I don't know. I guess I realised I'm just Bud Fox. [firmly] As much as I wanted to be Gordon Gekko, I'll always be Bud Fox. [Bud tosses back the handkerchief and walks away, leaving Gekko to ponder in thought.]

Daniel Plainview: You're not the chosen brother, Eli. Twas Paul who was chosen. You see, he found me and told me about your land. You're just a fool.
Eli Sunday: Why are you talking about Paul?
Daniel Plainview: I did what your brother couldn't.
Eli Sunday: Don't say this to me.
Daniel Plainview: I broke you and I beat you. It was Paul who told me about you. He's the prophet. He's the smart one. He knew what was there and he found me to take it out of the ground, and you know what the funny thing is? Listen... listen... listen... I paid him ten thousand dollars, cash in hand, [claps hands] just like that. He has his own company now. A prosperous little business. Three wells producing. Five thousand dollars a week.
Eli Sunday: [cries]
Daniel Plainview: Stop crying, you sniveling ass! Stop your nonsense. You're just the afterbirth, Eli.
Eli Sunday: No...
Daniel Plainview: You slithered out of your mother's filth.
Eli Sunday: No.
Daniel Plainview: They should have put you in a glass jar on a mantlepiece. Where were you when Paul was suckling at his mother's teat? Where were you? Who was nursing you, poor Eli? One of Bandy's sows? That land has been had. Nothing you can do about it. It's gone. It's had.
Eli Sunday: If you would just take...
Daniel Plainview: You lose.
Eli Sunday: ...this lease, Daniel...
Daniel Plainview: DRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNAAAAAAAGE! DRAINAGE, Eli, you boy. Drained dry. I'm so sorry. Here, if you have a milkshake, and I have a milkshake, and I have a straw. There it is, that's a straw, you see? Watch it. Now, my straw reaches acroooooooossssssss the room and starts to drink your milkshake. I... drink... your... milkshake! (*makes slurping sound*) I DRINK IT UP!

You know what's wrong with you, Miss Whoever-you-are? You're chicken, you've got no guts. You're afraid to stick out your chin and say, "Okay, life's a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other", because that's the only chance anybody's got for real happiness. You call yourself a free spirit, a wild thing, and you're terrified somebody's gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you're already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it's not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. It's wherever you go! Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself. [throws ring in Holly's lap] Here. I've been carrying this thing around for months. I don't want it anymore.
Paul Varjak, Breakfast at Tiffany's

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.
Franz Oberhauser/Ernst Stavro Blofeld to James Bond, Spectre

You don't have the guts to look 'em in the eye when you kill 'em. You gotta hide with that fucking shit. I bet you feel good, huh? It makes you feel good to kill a mom and her kids, huh, bet you feel big, like you big man. Well, fuck you! Who do you think I am? You think I kill two kids and a woman? Fuck that! I don't need that shit in my life! [sees that Alberto is about to detonate the car bomb] YOU DIE, MOTHERFUCKER!!! [shoots Alberto in the face, killing him] What you think I am, huh? What you think I am, fuckin' worm, like you? I told you, man! I told you, don't fuck with me! I told you, no fuckin' kids! No, but you wouldn't listen! Well, you stupid fuck! Look at you now!
Tony Montana, Scarface (1983)

Richard Hayden: Hey, I was just thinking, when we stopped for gas this morning, I think it was you who put the oil in.
Tommy Callahan: Hey, if you're gonna say I didn't put the right kind, then you're wrong. I used 10W-30. And besides, motor oil would have nothing to do with this accident.
Richard: True. But you can't latch the hood too well if you don't take the can out, you no-selling waste of space! I swear to God you're worthless!
Tommy: I'm sorry about your car. But don't call me worthless. I'm trying my best. I'm not my dad.
Richard: That's right. You're not your dad. He could sell a ketchup popsicle to a woman in white gloves.
Tommy: Ketchup popsicle?
Richard: Yeah. I learned everything I know from him. I didn't have a father, and he looked out for me. But you! He was your real dad and you just took it for granted. "Hey, I'm Big Tom's son, he'll fix everything, so I'm allowed to be a moron!"

There's a problem: I don't like you. I never have, and I probably never will. You're a smug, unhappy little man who treats people like they're idiots.
Client to Richard Hayden, Tommy Boy

Okay, Mrs. X, now it's time for a few simple childcare rules. Slamming the door in your kid's face is not okay! Spending more time on a benefit for kids you never met than you do with your own blood is not okay! Going to a spa when your son has a fever of 104 and not answering emergency calls?! That officially makes you an unfit mother! [...] Now I know that you're really busy with your hair appointments, and your Watsu massages, and your attempts to stay young so your husband won't leave you, but here's an idea, why don't you try eating dinner with your child every once in a blue moon? And a heads up here, lady! Try smiling once in a while. People hate you! As for you, Mr. X? Who the hell are you? Maybe you're asking the same about me, I know you've noticed my ass but you probably don't recognize my face, so, here's a little hint, okay? I'm the one who's been raising your son! ...Grayer is not an accessory, his mother didn't order him from a catalog. Your son, your wife, are, are people in your home. Human beings who are drowning in their desire for you, just for you to look at them!
Annie to Mrs. X, The Nanny Diaries

Shut the fuck up!! ...She has one single iota of tenuous power! She thinks she can push everyone around?! [grabs Janice's stapler] You don't need this. [throws the stapler against a wall] I understand. Junior high must have been kinda tough, but it doesn't give you the right to treat your workers like horse shit, Janice. I know we laugh at you, Janice. We all know you keep your stash of jelly doughnuts in the top drawer of your desk. But I want you to know, if you weren't such a bitch, we'd feel sorry for you. I do feel sorry for you. But as it stands? The way you behave? I feel I can speak for the entire office when I tell you go fuck yourself.
Wesley to his boss Janice, Wanted

Sgt. Hulka: It's time you and me had a private talk, Winger. Step into my office.
(they walk into the platoon bathroom)
Hulka: I'm getting the idea, Winger, that you don't like me.
John Winger: Maybe I just don't know you well enough yet, Sarge.
Hulka: What do you say let's cut out the bullshit between you and me.
Winger: Oh, let's.
Hulka: I think you're a punk. I've been in this Army 28 years. I've seen your kind come and go. You think you know something about everything, don't you? Let me tell you something, mister. You don't know a damn thing about soldiering.
Winger: Oh, it's real tough stuff. Especially that marching-in-a-straight-line business.
Hulka: I ain't talking about that crap! I'm talking about something important. Like discipline and duty and honor and courage. You ain't got none of it.
Winger: Those words mean so much to a man who scrubs garbage cans. Look, if you don't want me in your Army, kick me out... but get off my back.
Hulka: (glares at Winger) Maybe you'd like to take a swing at me.
Winger: I’d like to take a big swing at you, Sarge.
Hulka: Well, go ahead and give it your best shot.
Winger: I don't think I wanna go to the stockade.
Hulka: I’ll take my hat off. (removes his hat) There we are, Winger. Ain't no more drill sergeant. It's just you and me, kid, man-to-man. So go ahead, give it your best shot. Swing at me. Gutless. Punk.
(Winger takes a swing at Hulka, who sidesteps and knees Winger’s stomach)
Hulka: I’m willing to forget about this little incident. And I want you to think real hard about it. And maybe someday you'll understand what the hell I'm talking about.

Mayor May Who: Martha May...please become Mrs. Augustus May Who.
Martha May: Augustus....
Mayor May Who: If you agree to be my wife...along with a lifetime supply of happiness, you'll also receive this: It's a new car! Generously provided by the taxpayers of Whoville! What do you say, Martha? You got 20 seconds on the clock.
Martha May: I... These gifts are quite dazzling.
[The Grinch drags one of his fingernails along the car body, loudly interrupting the proposal]
The Grinch: Of course they are. That's what it's all about, isn't it? That's what it's always been about! Gifts! Gifts. Gifts-gifts-gifts-gifts-gifts-gifts! You want to know what happens to your gifts? They all come to me. In your garbage. You see what I'm saying? In-your-garbage! I could hang myself with all the bad Christmas neckties I found at the dump! And the avarice. The avarice never ends! "I want golf clubs." "I want diamonds." "I want a pony, so I can ride it twice, get bored, and sell it to make glue!" Look, I don't want to make waves, but this whole Christmas season is... stupid, stupid, stupid! There is, however one teeny-tiny Christmas tradition I find quite... meaningful. Mistletoe. Now, pucker up and kiss it, Whoville! Boiiiiiiiiinggggg!

You... you're afraid... that you will never be as strong as Darth Vader!
Rey to Kylo Ren, The Force Awakens

Supreme Leader Snoke: When I found you, I saw what all masters live to see. Raw, untamed power. And beyond that, something truly special. The potential of your bloodline. A new Vader. Now I fear I was mistaken.
Kylo Ren: I've given everything I have to you. To the Dark Side.
Snoke: Take that ridiculous thing off.
[Kylo removes his mask, revealing himself to be on the verge of tears.]
Snoke: Yes, there it is. You have too much of your father's heart in you, young Solo.
Kylo: I killed Han Solo. When the moment came I didn't hesitate!
Snoke: And look at you. The deed split your spirit to the bone! You were unbalanced, bested by a girl who had never held a lightsaber! YOU FAILED!
[Kylo gets up to attack Snoke, but is thrown back by Snoke's Force Lightning.]
Snoke: Skywalker lives! The seed of the Jedi Order lives. As long as he does, hope lives within the galaxy. I thought you would be the one to snuff it out. Alas, you're no Vader. You're just a child in a mask.

Are you fueling up the transports? You are. All of them? We're abandoning ship? Is that... That's what you got? That's what you brought us to? COWARD! Those transport ships are unarmed, unshielded! If we abandon this cruiser, we're done. We don't stand a chance. No, you are not just a coward... You are a traitor!
Commander Poe to Holdo, The Last Jedi

You call for order. You beat us down. But when your shiny neck was threatened, you squealed like a whoop hog. The evidence blew up with the base but you and I know the truth. When I put a gun to your head, you shut down Starkiller's shields. Now what would your troops do if they found out? Or your masters?
Finn to Captain Phasma, The Last Jedi

Annie: I don't wanna say anything. I've tried saying...
Peter: Okay, so try again. Release yourself.
Annie: Oh, release you, you mean?
Peter: Yeah, fine, release me, just say it! Just fucking say it!
Annie: DON'T YOU SWEAR AT ME, YOU LITTLE SHIT! DON'T YOU EVER RAISE YOUR VOICE AT ME! I AM YOUR MOTHER! You understand? All I do is worry and slave and defend you, and all I get back is that FUCKING FACE ON YOUR FACE! So full of disdain and resentment and always so annoyed! Well, now your sister is dead! And I know you miss her and I know it was an accident and I know you're in pain and I wish could take that away for you. I wish I could shield you from the knowledge that you did what you did, BUT YOUR SISTER IS DEAD! SHE'S GONE FOREVER! And what a waste... if it could've maybe brought us together, or something, if you could've just said "I'm sorry" or faced up to what happened, maybe then we could do something with this, BUT YOU CAN'T TAKE RESPONSIBILITY FOR ANYTHING! So, now I can't accept. And I can't forgive. Because... BECAUSE NOBODY ADMITS ANYTHING THEY'VE DONE!

Y'know what I was thinking about today? I was thinking 'bout those street gangs they had down in Los Angeles, those Crips and those Bloods? I was thinking about that buncha new laws they came up with, in the 1980's, I think it was, to combat those street gangs, those Crips and those Bloods. And if I remember rightly, the gist of what those new laws were saying was if you join one of these gangs and you're running with 'em, and down the block one night, unbeknownst to you, one of your fellow Crips, or your fellow Bloods, shoot up a place or stab a guy, well then, even though you didn't know nothing about it, and even though you may've just been standing on a street corner minding your own business, what these new laws said was you're still culpable. You're still culpable, by the very act of joining those Crips, or those Bloods, in the first place. Which got me thinking, Father; that whole type of situation is kinda like your Church boys, ain't it? You've got your colors, you've got your clubhouse. You're, for want of a better word, a gang. And if you're upstairs smoking a pipe and reading a Bible while one of your fellow gang members is downstairs fucking an altar boy then, Father, just like those Crips, and just like those Bloods, you're culpable. Cause you joined the gang, man. And I don't care if you never did shit or you never saw shit or you never heard shit. You joined the gang. You're culpable. And when a person is culpable to altar-boy-fucking, or any kinda boy-fucking — I know you guys didn't really narrow that down — then they kinda forfeit the right to come into my house and say anything about me, or my life, or my daughter, or my billboards. So why don't you just finish your tea there, Father, and get the fuck outta my kitchen?

Great. The good ol' "Raped While Dying" route home. Cause if there was two seconds in a day when I didn't think about her, and wasn't thinking about how she died... "There ya go, Robbie. Think about it some more, why don’t ya?" It’s good, too. That as much as a person might've tried to avoid the details of what happened, cause he didn’t think it'd do any good, and he didn't think he could bear it, it’s also good to be informed, in twenty-foot-high lettering and a real nice font, of the precise details of her last moments, y’know? That it wasn’t enough that she was RAPED. And it wasn’t enough that she DIED. No. "Raped WHILE Dying". Thank you, Mom.

Wow. Y'know, I know I'm not that much of a catch. I know I'm a dwarf who sells used cars and has a drinking problem. I know that. But who the hell are you, man? You're that billboard lady who never smiles, who never has a good word to say about anybody, and who in the evening times, sets fucking fire to police stations! And I'M the one who's not a catch? You know, I didn't have to come and hold your ladder.

Faulkner: You know I... had a speech prepared for you. I've been rehearsing it for 3 months; it was pretty good as a matter of fact. All about the betrayals and dead friends, kind of passionate requiem, and naturally what a filthy cold-blooded monster you are, etc, etc. That part was very eloquent. It even went into the philosophical implications of the relationships between the mercenary and his employer. You would have been impressed. But right now, face to face with you, I don't want to go through all that. See, I don't mind taking money from you. But having you offer me money for your life with all those bodies littering Africa is actually... degrading. So I turn down your arrangement.
Matherson: I see...well...(nervous laugh) I suppose you'd better kill me!
Faulkner: You're a remarkable man too, Sir Edward. So I suppose I better had.
Matherson: Now just wait a minute, I—(Killed Mid-Sentence)

My name is Frank. But that's not important. The important question is 'Who are you? 'America has become a cruel and vicious place. We reward the shallowest, the dumbest, the meanest and the loudest. We no longer have any common sense or decency. No sense of shame. There is no right and wrong. The worst qualities in people are looked up to and celebrated. Lying and spreading fear are fine. As long as you make money doin' it. We've become a nation of slogan-saying, bile-spewing hate-mongers. We've lost our kindness. We've lost our soul. What have we become? We take the weakest in our society, we hold them up to be ridiculed, laughed at for our sport and entertainment. Laughed at to the point, where they would literally rather kill themselves than live with us anymore.

Don't walk away from me, Mom! You're not going to walk away from me! I am not invisible! Talk to me! Now! [beat] Yes, I made a mistake! Yes, I am really, really sorry it was a big mistake! I know that! ...You make mistakes, you're always screwing up and we're always paying for it! Every time you get dumped, every time you dump on someone, and it's just- it's not fair, Mom! It is not fair!
Charlotte to Rachel, Mermaids

Rachel: There's no winning. You made sure of that. 'Cause if Nick chose me, he would lose his family. And if he chose his family, he might spend the rest of his life resenting you.
Eleanor: (Beat) So you chose for him...
Rachel: I'm not leaving because I'm scared, or because I think I'm not enough - because maybe for the first time in my life, I know I am. I just love Nick so much, I don't want him to lose his mom again. So I just wanted you to know: that one day - when he marries another lucky girl who is enough for you, and you're playing with your grandkids while the Tan Hua's are blooming, and the birds are chirping - that it was because of me: a poor, raised by a single mother, low class, immigrant nobody.

Now, as you already know, the wizard Lord Voldemort has returned to this country. The wizarding community is currently in a state of open warfare. Harry, whom Lord Voldemort has already attempted to kill on a number of occasions, is in even greater danger now than the day when I left him upon your doorstep 15 years ago, with a letter explaining about his parents' murder and expressing the hope that you would care for him as though he were your own. You did not do as I asked. You have never treated Harry as a son. He has known nothing but neglect and often cruelty at your hands. The best that can be said is that he has at least escaped the appalling damage that you have inflicted upon the unfortunate boy sitting between you.
Albus Dumbledore to The Dursleys, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

When you subtract the blood you’ve spilled and the pain you’ve caused, have you really done that much more, Skitter? That’s oversimplifying, obviously. Right and wrong aren’t a matter of adding the good deeds and subtracting the bad. [...] I see the repercussions you don’t. Things pass my desk: hospital bills, property damage, psychiatrist’s notes. People lose their jobs, lose precious belongings. Parents are woken in the middle of the night because their children are seriously injured. I see the details from detectives in narcotics who track the drug trade. I know you don’t sell drugs, Skitter. But you’re interacting with people who do. If you buy a favor from someone who does, the Merchants, Coil, the Chosen, then you’re indirectly supporting that trade. Just like you’re supporting any number of evils every time you help a fellow villain. I’ve talked to homicide detectives who have dealt with the bodies in the wake of your shenanigans. People die when you start feuds. Bakuda was injured by you in one altercation, and she attacked the city over the course of several days. Do you know how many people were harmed, then? Because you set her off? I could show you photos. People with flesh melted off, frozen, burned, turned to glass. When I don’t see these things in person, I see them on my desk, in high-definition glossy photos. I could arrange for you to see the photos if you don’t believe me, or if you want to see the damage you’ve done for yourself. [...] Are you afraid facing that reality would shatter this nice little delusion you’re living under? [...] Where do you draw the line? When do you start taking responsibility? Or will you explain away every evil you’ve done and count only the actions you want?
Piggot, Worm

See, there’s one thing that’s really grating with you heroes. You keep saying sorry. Oh, you guys are sorry your top members were kidnapping people and turning them into freaks. You guys are sorry that some of your members bought their powers. You’re sorry that your bosses crossed a line, trying to drop bombs on our team members after we did the grunt work of facing the Slaughterhouse Nine. You’re sorry that you went to such extremes to rehabilitate your group's sociopath that you let her get away scott-free with the abuse she was inflicting on a bystander. But you don’t change. You don’t do anything about it.

You have no understanding of the warrior code at all. What you've done here proves it. You've risked the lives of young kits... by leaving them alone here. Anything could have happened to them. They could have been lost. They could have died. My kits could have died. But you didn't just betray me. You betrayed the entire Clan. You did all this...and you never considered how it would make any of us feel. The Clan is a family, Sol. A community. And you're incapable of thinking about anyone but yourself. I banish you from SkyClan. You've betrayed my trust, betrayed the warrior code...betrayed everything I thought you believed in.
Leafstar, Warrior Cats: After The Flood

Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees; hypocrites all! You are like whited sepulchers, all clean and bare without, but within, full of dead men's bones and all corruption! Blind guides! You strain at a gnat and swallow a camel!

I'm impressed that you think so highly of the Pack. But the truth is, a dog never changes. I've been around long enough to know that. Look at you — you're a Lone Dog; it's in your blood. Your Lone Dog nature will always get the better of you. First you joined the Leashed Dogs, then the Wild Pack. Now you have taken it upon yourself to foster the Fierce Dogs. I doubt your commitment will last. I'll wake up one morning to discover you've deserted the Pack, including your precious Fierce Dogs. We'll be left to pick up the pieces.
Alpha to Lucky, Survivor Dogs: Darkness Falls

Is that the best you've got? Babies crying and ghosts whispering lies from beyond the grave? The Dark Lord of the Sith I knew would have been ashamed to use such tactics. ... Ysanne Isard would've had you analyzed, digitized, and discarded without a second thought, and she wasn't even Force-sensitive. Darth Vader would've found you amusingly quaint, and the Emperor... Well, the Emperor actually succeeded in destroying the Jedi, so he'd see you as the very definition of failure!
Mara Jade to Sith Lord Exar Kun, I, Jedi

The Doctor shook his head. "You can never see it, can you? You just don't get it. Daleks are always defeated. Always. Because you never learn. You never accept the simple truth: that every other life form in the universe is better than you."
"There's not a life form in the universe that would volunteer to become a Dalek. Doesn't that tell you anything? Well? Doesn't it?"
Dalek X did not reply.
The Doctor to Dalek X, Prisoner of the Daleks

You are a father yourself, Morgan — the father of lies. And you do it so much that you start believing them yourself!
Thomas Ward to Morgan, The Wardstone Chronicles

"I have never laid a finger on anyone in my life, Mr Pump. I may be –– all the things you know I am, but I am not a killer! I have never so much as drawn a sword!"
"No, You Have Not. But You Have Stolen, Embezzled, Defrauded And Swindled Without Discrimination, Mr Lipwig. You Have Ruined Businesses And Destroyed Jobs. When Banks Fail, It Is Seldom Bankers Who Starve. Your Actions Have Taken Money From Those Who Had Little Enough To Begin With. In A Myriad Small Ways You Have Hastened The Deaths Of Many. You Do Not Know Them. You Did Not See Them Bleed. But You Snatched Bread From Their Mouths And Tore Clothes From Their Backs. For Sport, Mr Lipwig. For Sport. For The Joy Of The Game."

Well, well, so you’re the one who’s been doing the dirty work around here, huh? Of course someone has to sacrifice themselves for a good cause and tidy up the community. Otherwise — who knows? — the world might end. Order is your middle name. You’re right at the top, and under you in the proper order are all those who respect your wishes, submit themselves to your control, and accept you as king, excuse me, as King Kong. And if a newcomer, much less a 'fancy pants' like myself, should enter your kingdom, then first of all the rules of the game have to be explained to him, right? And since you can’t help but be unselfish, naturally you’re the one who has to take care of this bothersome task. With your pedagogic talent, almost everyone gets the message pretty damn quick about what the house regulations are like, that is — how did you put it? — crude. But even that doesn’t satisfy you. You want the new ones to commit your ten commandments to memory right from the beginning. That’s why the most important lesson has to be taught at the beginning: if you don’t toe the line, it can be extremely painful for you, so painful in fact that afterwards you may never again be your old self. Have I understood the status quo correctly?
Francis, Felidae

"Mr Ipod:" I work on Wall Street. In banking, if it's in any of your business.
Laytham Ballard: Mmmhmm. Teller? Maybe collections? You enjoy taking old women's last dollars to cover the fees you shit on them? You like tricking and lying to people about how much you care about them, their family and their future, and then rape them and take that future away? You bust your ass for your company, and you're caged up in a little box like a dog waiting to be euthanized. You make them millions every day and you can't afford a car, a parking spot downtown? You live in a shithole apartment and feel the ulcer burn into your guts every night because you can't pay your own damn credit card bills to keep up the kind of life you get told you should be living, but you hound people each day for not paying their bills, for doing the same damn thing. Went into debt for that suit, didn't you? Are you a good dog? That how you make your living, Bubba?

I know more about you than you do. I know far more precisely than you how many you've harmed. How many bad situations you've made worse. Cambodia, Colombia, and Rwanda most recently, but whether in this century, the Wars of the Roses or the Hundred Years' War, your story is the same stupid little story, told over and over again. You learned your lessons when you were a child, and you've never swerved from them. You're a vulture, Lartessa. A maggot. You survive on diseased flesh and rotting meat. Anything whole and healthy frightens you.
Ivy/The Archive, Small Favor

Jesus. You are, by far, the worst agent I've ever come across. Ever. I mean, you are truly terrible. But you know what really gets me? Your crapness isn't even really the problem. I might be able to work with it eventually. I think I could get you to pay attention to me in the end. Learn some basic fieldwork. It would suck, but I've been undercover in Kandahar for six months before, I can do suck. What I can't do is bloody hopeless. Because it's not just you. It's all of you. It's this whole dysfunctional shit show of an agency. [...] You're a disaster. I covered that. But what else would anyone expect you to be? You're a police detective who has never received a day of training in his life. Apparently none of you have. There is no attempt to educate you, to immerse you. Just the hope that the skills you have are enough. And if they aren't, well, shit, sorry, I guess we gambled the fate of the world on the wrong bloody group of idiots. Our bad. But at least there's no culpability because nobody can complain about your utter failure when they're all fucking dead! You want to know what the real problem is? You don't, because you're banging her note . I mean, Jesus! I mean, don't even get me started on that. Actually, no. Let me get started: I mean, first off it means she should be discharged immediately. You are bloody military intelligence. That sort of thing is not OK. And if you want an example of why it's not, you've got Clyde Tabitha right there in front of you as a walking, talking, bloody real instructional bloody video. Jesus. You let them screw basically in front of you in Nepal, and then are all shocked when the situation blows up and leads to us actually creating the bomb you're trying to stop from being... that was in the field to. That was your chance to stop things. Because, shit, Felicity isn't going to do it. Because she goddamn sucks. Kayla is the goddamn best of you and she, in all seriousness, suggested holding a cage match of potential suitors so she could weed out weak seed. She showed me a location she had picked out for the bloody octagon. That is the best you have to offer. Remember that. Please. If you remember nothing else of me, remember that. This stupid bloody rant that is likely bouncing off your remarkably thick skull. I am putting in for a bloody transfer. The paperwork will take a week or two, but I am out of here. Part of your team, Wallace? Fuck no.
Broken Hero, by Jonathan Wood

You are mistaken, Mr. Darcy, if you suppose that the mode of your declaration affected me in any other way, than as it spared me the concern which I might have felt in refusing you, had you behaved in a more gentlemanlike manner. You could not have made the offer of your hand in any possible way that would have tempted me to accept it. From the very beginning—from the first moment, I may almost say—of my acquaintance with you, your manners, impressing me with the fullest belief of your arrogance, your conceit, and your selfish disdain of the feelings of others, were such as to form the groundwork of disapprobation on which succeeding events have built so immovable a dislike; and I had not known you a month before I felt that you were the last man in the world whom I could ever be prevailed on to marry.
Elizabeth Bennet to Mr. Darcy, Pride and Prejudice

Scrappy, foolish wolf. You are clearly one of the biggest wolves, but you've never been one of the smartest. You wear your scars on your face like a badge of honor, but all they show is that you lead solely by fear. The only way you could win the leadership of a pack was by being the most savage among your fellows. Even as alpha, you are so insecure that you must challenge me - a beast a hundred times your size - just to save face in front of your pack. I don't have to know you to know you, little wolf. Your history is written all over your snout. Now get out of my way so I can destroy this building. Or I'll just walk over you to get to it. Your choice.
The Mountain, The Last Dogs: Dark Waters

    Live-Action TV 
Oliver Queen: The reason I came back was to save the people of this city.
Quentin Lance: I hate to break it to you, but saving people isn't your specialty. Tommy. Hilton. Your mother. My daughter. And now you're set on killing Laurel, too.
Oliver Queen: I didn't want her to be involved in this. I didn't want anyone to be involved in this.
Quentin Lance: But you involved me. You spent a year making me look like a fool. You spent a year making me your accomplice. You have any idea what you've done, huh? What you've done to all of us, to the people you claim to care so much about? You've made us criminals! You've made us liars and victims. You, Mr. Queen, are not a hero. You're a villain. But you know that, don't you?

*Scoff* League of Assassins. You're feared for your bravery and power. But all I see are a bunch of weak men running from their lives, trying to escape. That's not powerful, Maseo. Or brave. It's cowardly.
John Diggle, Arrow

Willow: Faith, wait. I wanna talk to you.
Faith: Oh yeah? Give me the speech again, please. "Faith, we're still your friends. We can help you. It's not too late."
Willow: It's way too late. You know, it didn't have to be this way. But you made your choice. I know you had a tough life. I know that some people think you had a lot of bad breaks. Well, boo hoo. Poor you. You know, you had a lot more in your life than some people. I mean, you had friends like Buffy. Now you have no one. You were a Slayer and now you're nothing. You're just a big, selfish, worthless waste.

Have you ever stopped to think that these delusions that you're special aren't real? That maybe there's nothing important about you at all? Maybe you are just a lonely old man that crashed on an Island. That's it.
Jack Shephard, LOST, "The Life & Death of Jeremy Bentham"

Do you want to know what he was thinking while you choked the life out of him, Benjamin? What the last thought that ran through his head was? "I don't understand." Isn't that just the saddest thing you've ever heard? But it's fitting in a way because when John first came to the island, he was a very sad man. A victim shouting at the world for being told what he couldn't do, even though they were right. He was weak and pathetic, and irreparably broken, but despite all of that, there was something admirable about him. He was the only one of them who didn't want to leave. The only one who realized how pitiful the life he left behind actually was.
The Man in Black, LOST, "LAX"

Three years. For three years, I warned you this day was coming, but you would not listen. Pride, you said; presumption. And now the Shadows are on the move. The Centauri and the younger worlds are at war; the Narns have fallen; even the humans are fighting one another! The pride was yours; the presumption was yours. For a thousand years, we have been awaiting for fulfilment of prophecy, and when it finally happens, you scorn it, you reject it, because you no longer believe it yourselves. "We stand between the candle and the star, between the darkness and the light." You say the words, but your hearts are empty, your ears closed to the truth. You stand for nothing but your own petty interests. "The problems of others are not our concern." I do not blame you for standing silent in your shame. You, who knew what was coming, but refused to take up the burden of this war. If the Warrior Caste will not fight, then the rest of us will. If the Council has lost its way, if it will not lead, if we have abandoned our covenant with Valen, then the Council should be broken... as was prophesied.
Delenn, to the Grey Council, Babylon 5, "Severed Dreams"

Catherine: How did you get in here?
Leo Finley: Can't we talk about something interesting? Me, for instance. I'm interesting.
Catherine: Yeah, let's do that. Let's talk about you.
Leo: For starters, Norah left me. [Catherine's face falls] Actually, she threw my stuff out onto the street, got a restraining order on me, notified the neighbors and called my boss. "Hey, Scumbag. Don't bother coming in. We'll mail you your last check." So in one fell swoop, as it were, I lost my girlfriend, my livelihood and my place to live. I thought it was going to be different this time. Frankly, I blame you.
Catherine: I didn't create the circumstances of your life, Leo.
Leo: You grind up the innocent with the guilty!
Catherine: [Warning] Hey, take it easy. I was just doing my job.
Leo: "I was just doing my job."
Catherine: Yeah, I was just doing my job.
Leo: "I was just doing my job. I was just following orders." [Suddenly exploding] Blonde. Nazi. BITCH! You get in there with your big boots and you kick it all apart and you don't care who you hurt! Whose life you destroy in the process!
Catherine: Calm down.
Leo: [Almost in tears, increasingly agitated] No! It's not fair!
Catherine: [Forcefully] Calm down.
[Leo moves towards her angrily; Catherine steps back and draws her gun, alarmed]
Catherine: Just stay back! And calm down!
Leo: You going to shoot me? Would that help you forget how completely you screwed my life up? Would you sleep better at night? Maybe I should just save you the trouble and blow my own brains out. What do you think?
Catherine: I think you should talk to somebody.
Leo: I am talking to somebody. I'm talking to you. So how about this? If I do decide to kill myself, I'm going to come over to your house and blow my brains out right on your front lawn. As a gift to you and everything you stand for. How does that work for you?
[Leo turns and walks away, leaving Catherine behind, shaken.]
CSI: Crime Scene Investigation, "A Thousand Days on Earth"

I saved you. I didn't forget while you had us playing farmer. I still know how to survive. Lucky for us. I don't need you anymore. I don't need you to protect me anymore. I can take care of myself. You probably can't even protect me anyways. You couldn't protect Judith. You couldn't protect Hershel or Glenn or Maggie, Michonne, Daryl, or Mom. You just wanted to plant vegetables. You just wanted to hide. He knew where we were and you didn't care! You just hid behind those fences and waited for him. They're all gone now. Because of you! They counted on you! You were their leader! But now you're nothing. I'd be fine if you died.
Carl Grimes, The Walking Dead, "After"

You see, I stop people from dying. I am the answer. Now, it may have taken a hard lesson for you to hear it, but you should hear it now. It's time. Do not let any more of your shit decisions cost you to lose anyone else you love. That garbage... that sticks with you. Forever. Just like Carl will. Hell, I'm feeling it. And I'm gonna be feeling it for a while. You could have just let me save all of you. I mean, that's why I killed your friends in the first place. So, you can sit there and you can say that you're gonna kill me, but you won't. You failed. You failed as a leader, and most of all, Rick, you failed as a father. Just give up. Give up, because you have already lost.
Negan, The Walking Dead, "The Lost and the Plunderers"

Hate to break it to you, O Impotent One, but you're not the Big Bad anymore. You're not even the Kinda Naughty! You're nothing but a waste of space — my space! And as much as I always got a big laugh watching Buffy kick your shiny white bum and as much as I know I can give you a little bum-kicking myself right now, I'm here to tell you something: you're not even worth it.
Xander taunting Spike, Buffy the Vampire Slayer

The man who abhors violence! Never carrying a gun! But this is the truth, Doctor. You take ordinary people and you fashion them into weapons. Behold your Children of Time, transformed into murderers. I made the Daleks, Doctor. You made this. […] How many more? Just think: how many have died in your name? […] The Doctor. The man who keeps running, never looking back because he dare not, out of shame. This is my final victory, Doctor. I have shown you yourself.
Davros, Doctor Who, "Journey's End"

You know what is dangerous about you? It's not that you make people take risks, it's that you make them want to impress you. You make it so they don't want to let you down. You have no idea how dangerous you make people to themselves when you're around.
Rory, Doctor Who, "Vampires of Venice"

You're monsters. Here you are, hiding away at the end of time. Do you even know why? Because you are hated. You are hated. By everybody. But by nobody more than me.
Clara Oswald to the Time Lords, Doctor Who, "Hell Bent"

Keats: You think you're so special. So clever. So needed. So damned right. You fooled everyone into believing in you. And I have the horrible, unpopular job of showing the world what you really are. The things you've done? Oh, they won't want to believe it. Because they love you. They think they know you, and they'll hate me for it. But in the end, they will see. As sad as it will be for them, they will see. I know what you did, three years ago. I know.
Gene: So you're gonna bring me down? Why're you telling me that?
Keats: See, that's what's ironic. You can't leave here, no matter what happens. This place defines you, which means you're going to have to sit here and watch me close your little kingdom forever. And you're left with a scrap heap. I just hope I can help Alex before it's too late.

You know, I sometimes wonder why I do this job. And then I come across someone like you. I mean, we're living in such evil times, when the whole world seems to be sinking into some sort of mire. And as if Hitler wasn't enough, we've got the likes of you, who capitalize on other people's misery, who hurt them, make things even worse for them when they're at their weakest. And it's with the likes of you that this mire begins. And it's some small consolation to know that I've helped to clean up just a little bit of it.
Foyle catching a looting firefighter, Foyle's War

Annie: Britta's right; you're the most selfish person alive! And all that is going to end right now, because I'm telling him what kind of friend you really are.
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!

You, Logan Huntzberger, are nothing but a two-bit, spoiled waste of a trustfund. You offer nothing to women, or the world in general. If you were to disappear from the face of the earth tomorrow, the only person that would miss you is your Porsche dealer.
Paris Gellar, Gilmore Girls

Ted: You picked the wrong guy.
Stella: Ted...
Ted: You picked the wrong guy. You made a really, really, really bad choice. What were you thinking? That guy? Are you kidding me? Have you learned nothing in the last eight years? You're just gonna regret this, you know that, right? You are going to regret this, and now there is nothing you can do about it, because it's too late. All you can do now is go up there and start your crappy, disappointing life that will never be nearly as happy as the one you could've had with me. Goodbye.
Stella: Ted, wait—
Ted: Look, Stella, I am not here to win you back. I'm here to know that you know you made the biggest mistake of your life.
Stella: ...I know.
Ted: Good.
(cut back to cab)
Ted: That what I'm gonna say.
Lily: That's good, go say that!
Future Ted: (narrating) So I got out of the cab read to say all that stuff. Ready to explode. But then... (Stella is greeted at the door by her daughter and boyfriend) It all just went away. And that was it. In that moment I wasn't angry anymore. I could see Stella was meant to be with Tony. Kids, you may think your only choices are to swallow your anger or to throw it in someone's face, but there's a third option: you can just let it go. And only when you do that is it really gone, and you can move forward.
How I Met Your Mother deconstructing this trope

Lester: You wanna talk about policework? I was doing the job when you was just dreaming on it. Daniels was out there too. Now you're gonna fuck him when he pulled you off a God-damn boat? Maybe Daniels plays a few games to get by, but he's cost himself plenty for the sake of the JOB. He's EARNED some loyalty!
McNulty: Fuck loyalty, and fuck you, Lester, I never thought I'd hear that "chain of command" horseshit come out of your mouth.
Lester: Motherfucker, I spent a lot of time in a lotta weak units! MORE than you! Now this here may not be perfect, but it's a chance to be police!
McNulty: Well then be one!
Lester: ...You're not even worth the skin off my knuckles, Junior. You put fire to everything you touch, McNulty, then you walk away while it burns. I got nothin' more to say to you. Nothing.

Siro: You looking for a fight, Kung Lao?
Kung Lao: If I were, it wouldn't be with you! I'd want a real challenge. Taja was right, you are a pig.
Siro: I've heard enough of this, take it back!
Kung Lao: Can't handle a little truth? How about some more? You're a used-up, freeloading bodyguard who couldn't even do that right when you had the job. You let Jen die!

We tried to poison you. We tried to poison you because you're an insane, degenerate piece of filth, and you deserve to die.
Walter White to Tuco, Breaking Bad

We had a good thing, you stupid son of a bitch! We had Fring, we had a lab, we had everything we needed, and it all ran like clockwork! You could have shut your mouth, cooked, and made as much money as you ever needed! It was perfect! But no! You just had to blow it up! You, and your pride and your ego! You just had to be the man! If you’d done your job, known your place, we’d all be fine right now!
Mike Ehrmantraut to Walter White, Breaking Bad

Hank: It was you. All along, it was you! You son of a bitch. You drove me into traffic to keep me from that laundry...
Walter: Calm down.
Hank: That call I got telling me Marie was in the hospital? That wasn't Pinkman. You had my cell number. You killed ten witnesses to save your sorry ass.
Walter: Listen to me.
Hank: You bombed a nursing home. Heisenberg. Heisenberg! You lying, two-faced sack of shit!
Walter: Hank, look... I don't–I don't know where this is coming from Hank, but–
Hank: I swear to Christ, I will put you under the jail.

You don't let anyone into your life that's not constantly concerned with you... what kind of mood you're in, whether you’re getting high or not, whether you're going to work like an adult or throw a temper tantrum. You know, most of the time, you’re worth it, 'cause you are special. Damned if you don't know it. But you are.
Captain Thomas Gregson to Sherlock Holmes, Elementary

Coach: You know, there is something to be learned from this.
Payson: Yeah, we learned that we need a coach. A real coach. Not a buddy. Not a teammate. A real coach.
Coach: OK, calm down, Payson. What exactly do you mean by "real" coach?
Payson: A real coach isn't afraid to be the bad guy if she has to be. A real coach would've told me not to go for a vault that I have never done without a practice tramp. A real coach would know better than to let me make a fool of myself and my team. And a real coach doesn't take her team out to party the night before a meet just because she wants the whole team to like her.

Berlin: You're a real happy cowboy, aren't you?
Nolan: Did...did you really just call me a "happy cowboy?"
Berlin: It's written all over your face. The way you carry yourself. That jokey tough guy schtick. I'll bet you watched Star Wars a few hundred times when you were a kid.
Nolan: You know, we've been through a long, bloody war. Some of us have developed this thing called a "sense of humor" to help us stay sane.
Berlin: Bull shtak. You're not trying to paper over your nasty wartime past. We all have that. You're trying to hide the fact that you like where it dumped you out. Driving around in that busted-ass roller with your hot Chewbacca, chupping whores, shooting people who cause you trouble. Call that hand cannon strapped to your side a "blaster", and you've got the complete picture. You're living your fantasy, and it only took ten years of an apocalyptic war and the near destruction of the earth's surface.

Carl Rockwell: *to the cop who's been questioning him* Go swallow a germ, you n——- cop!
Friday: Now you listen to me, you gutter-mouth punk. I've dealt with you before, and every time I did, it took me a month to wash off the filth. I'll tell you what you did to that four-year old girl out in Westlake Park: you staked out a bench like you've always done. You bought a sack of penny candy; you waited until the right little girl came along... You got her in your car. She started to cry; you hit her across the mouth twice. You cut her lip with your ring. Knocked out three of her teeth. And then you know what you did to her... Now, I didn't say that, Rockwell, you did. That's exactly what you told those officers who arrested you. They advised you of your constitutional rights before you opened your mouth. Now you're trying to tell us you didn't understand. Well, you're a liar... Like every hoodlum since Cain up through Capone, you've learned to hide behind some quirk in the law. And mister, you are a two-bit hoodlum. You've fallen twice for A.D.W.; burglary, three times. Twice for forcible rape; I tagged you for those. And now you've graduated: you've moved to the sewer. You're a child molester. And this isn't the first time; we have had you in here before. You were guilty then and mister, you're guilty now. And one last thing, you smart mouth punk: If the department doesn't question the color of his skin you damn well see you don't!
— The Dragnet 1966 TV movie

Dr. Carmichael: I thought it would be good for us to resume our dialogue. I know you'd rather be talking to the voice, but... you're gonna have to settle for talking to me.
Root: What do you wanna talk about?
Dr. Carmichael: I'd like to talk about something real, Robin. I know you're very smart. I'd love to know what you're really thinking. So, why don't we start with the truth.
Root: The truth? ...the truth is a vast thing. I see that now. Just how much truth there is. Where would we even begin?
Root: The truth is you are not very smart. In fact, you're only the forty-third smartest person in this building.
Dr. Carmichael: [smiling] Forty-third? Okay, uh, did your—your voice tell you that? That's based on what?
Root: Every standardized test you ever took averaged together, not including your medical boards, which you cheated on.
Dr. Carmichael: [stops smiling]
Root: The truth is, you smoke an average of nine cigarettes a week in the parking lot when you think no one's looking. The truth is that you visit a "massage parlor" once or twice a month, that you pay for it with crisp hundred dollar bills that you get out of the cash machine at the 7-11 across the street. The truth is that you fantasize on online forums about having sex with some of your patients, though not me—yet. I guess I'm not your type.
Dr. Carmichael: [swallows visibly]
Root: The truth is, God is eleven years old, that She was born on New Year's Day, 2002, in Manhatten. The truth is that She's chosen me. And I don't know why yet. That for the first time... I'm a little scared about what's gonna happen.
Dr. Carmichael: [tries not to look freaked out]
Root: The truth is I'm stuck here for now, and the only dialogue you need to be worried about is between me and Her. Which is why you might want to give me my phone back. Because I'm having an argument. ...would you like to know the truth, doctor? About what we're arguing over?
Dr. Carmichael: [swallows again]
Root: Whether or not I'm gonna kill you.

Face it, you're just circuits and sensors! You're nothing like me! You have no heart!
Dr. Tommy Oliver to his robotic doppleganger, Power Rangers Super Ninja Steel

You know, Mr. Bundy, I've worked at this library for 44 years. I was eligible for retirement 3 years ago. Do you know why I stayed? [...] I kept this job for one reason. I knew I'd nail you and I did. Pat Garret got Billy the Kid and I finally got you. My job is over. Today is my last day. You know, it's funny. I could've given you amnesty on the book. I would have for anybody else. But I always hated you. Is it wrong to hate a nine year old boy? No. Not when that boy is you. It's the joy of my life to see you grow up like I always knew you would — a total and complete loser. Today, when I get in my car and leave this place for the last time, I will be whole. Your shame is my gold watch.
Miss DeGroot to Al Bundy, Married... with Children

I can't help people... that can't help themselves and cannot, ever, take one ounce of criticism. And if you're not willing to change, I'm not gonna butt heads, argue, scream, whatever you want to say, but this is not normal. And it's not normal for a restaurant to go through that many staff, it's not normal for a kitchen that small to have 65 items on the menu, and it's not normal for the level of animosity you've built inside this restaurant and outside. You have the right to run the business the way you want to run the business; I have the right to do the right thing, and the right thing for me is to get out of here. Good luck.
Gordon Ramsay, to Amy and Samy Bouzaglo, Kitchen Nightmares

This is what I'm talking about, our kid. You've got to cut the fucking bullshit. Why the fuck are you still trying to make out you've fucking got something? When the fucking... when the damage has been done, we already look like a couple of fucking tits, yeah? You're already looking like a twat, yeah? This guy's too fucking clever for you, so shut your fucking mouth and fucking listen! If you do not turn it around today, 2:00, me and him are fucking off! Yeah? I ain't fucking staying here, Just! Cut the fucking crap to turn things round! He's here to turn things around! You can do it without me or fucking with me, cos I've had enough of this fucking charade, cos I don't need this fucking shit, and I've got to stand next to him and show me fucking tubs of fucking shit! That's what I'm fucking cooking! You've fucking done so nothing! [...] You're not fucking listening to him! He's trying to fucking tell you! I've fucking tried to tell you for two years about every fucking thing, food, bands, and I've told you that! But you don't fucking understand! SO SHOW HIM SOME FUCKING RESPECT, ELSE I'M FUCKING GOING AT 2:00, AND THAT'S FUCKING IT! That is it, no fucking bullshit!
Richie, to his "friend" Justin, Kitchen Nightmares

The first day I got here, I never even made it inside the bar. I got involved in a fight in the parking lot where your manager [Amanda] was fighting with you, Cerissa [the server]. At the end of that fight, you [Karen, co-owner and wife to husband Matt] looked at her and said she had it coming. And then I saw a video a few minutes ago that took me over the top, and I want an answer to this. Matt, Dave [the bartender], please explain this. (Cue video of Matt slapping Dave, screaming expletives, yelling "I'm military, motherf***er", and trying to bribe "Syck", the bouncer, with a $10 an hour raise if he throws Dave through a window.) You get a $10 raise, per hour, if you throw your own employee through a glass window... Your bar isn't what's wrong, your character is what's wrong. The problem is you guys think this is okay. You guys are a mess. My tolerance for an owner hitting an employee is zero. You have no responsibility. None. You see, I have a reputation and I have to protect it. And you will destroy it, just like you destroyed your own. The ultimate coup de grâce is an owner hitting an employee. I am not going to rescue a bar, and then read in a newspaper that somebody got hurt here next week. I won't have any part of it. Since I've been here, you guys have proven to me you don't have the fundamentals to begin running this business, and have proved to me how irresponsible you are. So here's the deal. I'm leaving. I am not rescuing your bar. My advice to you is this, as another human being; you need some help and you need to pull your lives together. And then maybe you can save your business. You need a counselor, not a bar professional. But I'm done. This is the first bar rescue I've ever walked out on. You blew it. I'm gone. Good night.
Jon Taffer to the staff of O'Face, Bar Rescue

Jax: I need you to call my mom, have her meet you here, tell her... you need to talk to her in private.
Wayne: Why? What's going on with Gemma?
Jax: It's family business.
Wayne: Oh... maybe you forgot our little deal. I'm done helping you, and the club.
Jax: This is about Tara.
Wayne: Oh, if you gave a shit about Tara maybe you'd spend a little less time being a thug and a little more time being a dad.
Jax: [pushes Wayne] You need to watch your mouth, old man.
Wayne: Oh yeah? Or what, whatcha gonna do, you gonna kill me, huh? Is that what you're gonna do, add me to your body count?! Huh?! Oh, you know what, maybe I should go into my trailer and stand in the kitchen, and wait for somebody to come along and stick a fork in my head!
Wayne Unser to Jackson Teller, Sons of Anarchy

Theo...? That's the DUMBEST thing I've ever heard in my life! No wonder you get D's in everything! You're afraid to try because you're afraid your brain is going to explode and it's going to ooze out of your ears. Now I'm telling you, you are going to try as hard as you can. And you're going to do it because I said so! I am your father! I brought you in this world, and I'll take you out!
Cliff to Theo, The Cosby Show

Brunt: This is not business, Quark...This is personal.
Quark: ...why? What have I ever done to you?
Brunt: Done to me? And you call your brother an idiot... Nothing you have ever done to me has been more than a minor inconvenience! No... Protecting your mother from an FCA audit, and secretly settling with your striking employees were nothing more than symptoms of a viral and insidious weakness. A weakness that makes me loathe you, not for what you've done, but for who you are, what you are!
Quark: A bartender?!
Brunt: A philanthropist!
Quark: I am not!
Brunt: You give your customers credit at the bar! You only take a thirty percent kickback from your employees' tips! You sold food and medicine to Bajoran refugees at cost!
Quark: That's not true! It was just above cost!
Brunt: Close enough! It was still a generous hoo-manitarian gesture! You've gone Starfleet, you might as well be wearing one of their uniforms! People like you give an honest Ferengi businessman a bad name!
Quark: I can reform! I'll start gouging the customers again! I'll revoke all my employees' vacation time!
Brunt: gave them vacations?!
Quark: I didn't give them anything! They contributed to a central fund which I manage!
Brunt: You disgust me!
Star Trek: Deep Space Nine ("Body Parts")

Kryten: I ask the court one key question: would the Space Corps ever have allowed this man to be in a position of authority where he might endanger the entire crew? A man so petty and small minded he would while away his evenings sowing name-tags on his ship-issue condoms. A man of such awesome stupidity —
Rimmer: Objection!
Justice Computer: Objection overruled.
Kryten: A man of such awesome stupidity he even objects to his own defence counsel. An overzealous, trumped-up little squirt—
Rimmer: Objection!
Justice Computer: Overruled.
Kryten: An incompetent vending machine repairman with a Napoleon complex, who commanded as much respect and affection from his fellow crew-members as Long John Silver's parrot.
Rimmer: Objection!!!
Justice Computer: If you object to your own counsel once more, Mr. Rimmer, you'll be in contempt.
Kryten: Who would permit this man — this joke of a man, this man who could not outwit a used teabag — to be in a position where he might endanger the entire crew? Who? Only a yoghurt. This man is not guilty of manslaughter. He is only guilty of being Arnold J. Rimmer. That is his crime. It is also his punishment. Defence rests.
Red Dwarf, in a rare case of this trope being used as the closing evidence in the defence of a criminal proceeding. And it works.

Becky: Dad, the bike's fine. Mark even adjusted the carburetor for you.
Dan: I never asked your punk boyfriend for a tune-up! I never gave you permission to take that bike out ever!
Becky: It was a stupid thing to do.
Dan: It was way beyond stupid. You know what this bike means to me, but you go behind my back and take it.
Becky: If I would've asked, you would've said no anyway.
Dan: That's right! What does that tell you?
Becky: Fine. So how long am I grounded for?
Dan: You don't get it, do you? This isn't some stupid curfew you broke.
Becky: Dad—
Dan: No! you've given us crap for months now. I've been on your side. I fought with your mom over you seeing Mark. I worked on this car deal. I'm tired of bending over backwards for you.
Becky: So if I'm not grounded, then what?
Dan: Then, uh, nothing. What's the point? You do what you want anyway.
Becky: Dad, I said I'm sorry.
Dan: I don't care. Just get the hell out of my sight.
Roseanne, "Her Boyfriend's Back"

Donna Halpern: You really have a low opinion of me, don't you?
Joe Friday: Does it matter?
Donna Halpern: You really don't think I'm worth much, do you? Isn't that your opinion?
Joe Friday: My opinion and 12 cents will buy you a cup of coffee.
Donna Halpern: Tell me what you think.
Joe Friday: I don't think, lady.
Donna Halpern: No, I wanna know. What's your opinion? You probably think I should go to the gas chamber, don't you? The little brat is still alive and kicking, so what's the big crime? Come on, you're a big strong policeman, you tell me. What's the crime?
Joe Friday: Let's you and me level with each other, lady. You want a soft answer to a hard question, now you fight that up with yourself. But I'll give you this much: you got yourself pregnant, strung along by the guy, and then he dropped you. Now maybe you should've known better, but a lot of women older than you have wound up in the same bind.
Donna Halpern: That's exactly right. It was all Tony's fault.
Joe Friday: Maybe. Until four days ago. Then you became responsible for a human life, but you had a choice and that's more than your baby had. Nobody asked her who she wanted for parents. Now maybe that boyfriend of yours is a two-timing punk, but that baby needed you far more than you needed him. And how did you answer her needs? You used your choice and took a human being, your own little girl, and you threw her out like a bag of garbage.
Donna Halpern: What's gonna happen to me?
Joe Friday: That's up to the court and your conscience. Or did you throw that away too while you were at it?
Dragnet, "Juvenile"

Sam: Hey, sorry I'm late.
Carly: (stern) You're always late.
Sam: So? It's cool, the show doesn't start for three more minutes. Where's Fred-weird?
Carly: Freddie's not coming.
Sam: What? Okay, he stayed home from school all week, he missed two iCarly rehearsals, and now he's gonna miss the show? That's so unprofessional.
Carly: (furious) You really hurt him! Every time he leaves the house, he gets teased 'cause you told the whole world he's never kissed anyone! You know he won't even talk to his mom?! He just sits on the fire escape alone 'cause he's too embarrassed to see anyone! You, like, ruined his whole life, and you don't even care!
Sam: Alright, I'll go apologize!
Carly: It doesn't even matter if you apologize! Kids are still gonna give him a hard time 'cause you can't take back what you said!
Sam: Look, I didn't mean—!
Carly: You went too far this time! And you can't fix it.
(a beeping cue is heard from offscreen)
Carly: (sigh) We gotta start the show.
Sam: Well, how can I do the show now that you made me feel all depressed?
Carly: I don't know. Just get in front of the camera and do it.
iCarly, "iKiss"

Carly: Seriously, why don't you two just pick up your forks and use them to jab each other in the eyes?!
Freddie: Okay, what are you doing?
Sam: You're supposed to be helping us solve our problems.
Carly: No! You two should be solving your own problems, not expecting me to be your 24/7 couples counselor! You think I wanna sit here at a table by myself having to fix every stupid little problem you guys have?! I could be at home right now eating moist chicken with Spencer and some icky chick from a hardware store! If you guys can't learn to work things out on your own... then you shouldn't be dating at all.
(she gets up and walks out, then returns seconds later and takes their food)
Carly: I deserve this lasagna.
iCarly, "iDate Sam and Freddie"

Donald Chapman: Don't worry. There's others who feel like me. Don't make much difference what happens to me. They'll get the job done, wait and see. There'll be other times.
Joe Friday: Now you listen to me, you wide-mouthed punk, we've heard just about all we want from you.
Donald Chapman: I know my rights. I know the law too! You'll want to know a lot more too, a motive for one thing!
Joe Friday: Hate'll do for a start, and try to put that walnut-sized brain of yours to work on this: you keep harping about minorities.
Donald Chapman: That's right.
Joe Friday: Well, mister, you're a psycho. And they're a minority too.
Dragnet, "The Big Explosion"

There are a couple of things I’d like to get off my chest. You see, ever since you crawled from out of the primordial soup and flopped on to the beach, I thought I was the one holding you back! Distracting you with shiny stuff and gun-powder, and then I was put on... the reserve bench, shall we say, and I thought "Oh well, that’s that, without me whispering in their ears – they’ll build utopia!" Well, deary me, I got that wrong. HE made you so he could retire, did you know that? You were meant to be the pinnacle of evolution, the creature so sophisticated and powerful you wouldn’t need HIM. And he could go back to his gardening and his word-search puzzles... But what do you do? You elect leaders that despise you and rob you of your freedom and dignity, you pollute and devour your Eden, you know beauty to be false but you prostrate yourselves before it. You think to be a philistine is honest, to be educated is cunning, you find the lowest common denominator and then you dig deeper. I was supposed to be the lesson, I was the warning, I was the villain, and you all became my tribute act! There is nothing I can do, nothing in all the palaces of the imagination worse than what you do to each other. You dragged the world to the brink of the abyss. Well done! And now, I'm just gonna give it that final nudge...

Callisto! When Xena burned your family, did you see the fire? Did you? Did you smell their flesh sizzling? You know what I think? You wanted them to die so you'd have a reason to be a bitch!
Gabrielle, Xena: Warrior Princess

How stupid of me to expect you people to be decent or humane. You think you're heroes, playing a part in the criminal justice system, the crusaders against oppression; well, you mighta' started out that way, but look at you now! The day to day stench of your clients has rubbed off! You're every bit as vile and contaminated as the murderers and rapists you defend! You bring no dignity to law! You proffer disgrace! Where you might once have been noble, you''ve sunk into a sinkhole of disrepute, where your only idealism is 'get the guy off', even when it offends human nature or it insults morality! You're so lost in the inferno of crime and dishonor, you've become sickening animals, repugnant to everything that's good about this country, everything this country celebrates in the spirit of humanity! You are sick, awful vehicles of hate! If there is a God, he will get you, you sleazy cancerous infected, malignant, grotesque snakes!
Richard Bay, The Practice

Hayley Cropper: Listen to her — Tracy Barlow, the living proof there's no justice in the world.
Tracy Barlow: Nope, that's why I should be running it. It would be a much better place.
Hayley Cropper: Your mother's ashamed of you, your daughter barely knows you, your donor kidney would reject you if it could, but here you are still buzzing around like the queen bee, passing judgements on everyone you meet.

Kara: Will you shut up? [...] You're right. We have been through a lot together. Like that time when you promised you wouldn't leave the DEO, and instead you ran off, you got wasted. You were reckless, selfish, you lied, and you didn't apologize.
Mon-El: Kara, I -
Kara: And then there was the time I got you a job a CatCo. I vouched for you at my place of employment. And then you had Eve do all of your work for you, and then you screwed her in the closet. You didn't apologize for that. And, shocker, I apologized to you for trying to make you into a better person.
Mon-El: I hear you. I get it.
Kara: No, I don't think you do get it. I don't think you get that I gave my heart to a lying jackass, who was unaware of his behavior towards me, who disrespected me at every turn, and now is this reformed person who, what, he wants to reminisce about the good times?
Supergirl (2015), "In Search Of lost Time"

Listen, let me say something to you as a friend. You suck. All right? The reason you can't get work. It's not because people don't like you, man you know, it's not because people don't wanna give you a chance. It's because you suck. You know? You're not funny. You suck.
Will Smith, The Fresh Princeof Bel Air, "I, Clownius"

Lena: You know, Edge, you act like a bully, but underneath it all, you are scared to death of a powerful woman you can't control. You're so terrified, you would sacrifice kids, poison our water, do just about anything to kill me and get rid of the problem.
Morgan: And you got it wrong, Lena. I like powerful women. Nay, I love powerful women. But you're not a powerful woman. You're wasting away in that ivory tower. Posing as Cat Grant, hoping that the gleam of liberal media is gonna somehow magically rub off on you. I don't have to kill you, Lena, you're already dead.
Supergirl (2015), "For Good"

Daddy it's me, help mommy, her wrists are bleeding,
But baby we're in Sweden, how did you get to Sweden?
I followed you daddy, you told me that you weren't leavin'
You lied to me Dad, and now you make mommy sad
And I bought you this coin, it says 'Number One Dad'.
That's all I wanted, I just want to give you this coin.
I get the point — fine, me and mommy are gone.
But baby wait- It's too late dad, you made the choice
Now go up there and show 'em that you love 'em more than us.
That's what they want, they want you Marshall, they keep screamin' your name
It's no wonder you can't go to sleep, just take another pill
Yeah, I bet you you will. You rap about it, yeah, word, k-keep it real
Eminem, When I'm Gone

Look at what the fuck you done got into
I see you found your niche, you just a bitch with a menstrual
Claimin' you a murderer and you spelled it wrong
You put E before the D cause that's all you on
You on Pac's dick, you a replica guy
If he was still alive you would never get by
All you do is cry, bitch keep it real
Life is more than imitatin' niggas and eatin' pills
And what kind of motherfucker ruins three deals
That another nigga got you, they didn't see skills
Swifty McVae, on Ja Rule, Doe Rae Me (Hailie's Revenge)

And since your history of silence
Won't do you any good-
Did you think it would?-
Let your words be anything but empty
Why don't you tell them the truth?
Sara Bareilles, Brave

Death on two legs, you're tearing me apart
Death on two legs, you never had a heart of your own
Killjoy, bad guy
Big talking, small fry
You're just an old barrow-boy
Have you found a new toy to replace me? Can you face me?
But now you can kiss my ass goodbye!
Feel good, are you satisfied?
Do you feel like suicide? (I think you should)
Is your conscience alright? Does it plague you at night?
Do you feel good? (Feel good?)
Queen, Death on Two Legs

Your words are empty hollow bleatings of a mental crutch
They're open festered indigestion with a velvet touch
An ether-eating Eskimo would gag upon your sight
Convulsed into oblivion from laughter or from fright
A coma with a sweet aroma is your only dream
Malignant with the misconception that a grunt can gleam
Your lichen-covered corpuscles are filthy to my fist
Infection is your finest flower, mildewed in the mist
The Residents, Blue Rosebuds

Drug dealin' aside, ghostwritin' aside
Let's have a heart-to-heart about your pride
Even though you're multi, I see that your soul don't look alive
The M's count different when Baby divides the pie, wait, let's examine why
Your music for the past few years been angry and full of lies
I'll start it at the home front—"I'm on One"
Dennis Graham stay off the 'Gram, bitch, I'm on one
You mention wedding ring like it's a bad thing
Your father walked away at five—hell of a dad thing
Marriage is somethin' that Sandi never had, Drake
How you a winner but she keep comin' in last place?
Monkey-suit Dennis, you parade him
A Steve Harvey-suit nigga made him
Confused, always felt you weren't Black enough
Afraid to grow it 'cause your 'fro wouldn't nap enough
Since you name-dropped my fiancée
Let 'em know who you chose as your Beyoncé
Sophie knows better as your baby mother
Cleaned her up for IG, but the stench is on her
A baby's involved, it's deeper than rap
We talkin' character, let me keep with the facts
You are hiding a child, let that boy come home
Deadbeat motherfucker playin' border patrol, ooh
Pusha T, The Story of Adidon

Alright, mister, what do you think you're doing? You call this a room?! This is a pig stye! (starts tossing things about the room) I want you to straighten up this area NOW! YOU ARE A DISGUSTING SLOB! STAND UP STRAIGHT! TUCK IN THAT SHIRT! ADJUST THAT BELT BUCKLE! TIE THOSE SHOES!(picks up a poster) Twisted Sister?! What is that?! ...wipe that smile off your face! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?! What is that?! A Twisted Sister PIN?! ON YOUR UNIFORM?! What kind of a man are you?! You're worthless and weak! You do nothing! You are nothing! You sit in her all day and play that sick, repulsive, electric twanger! I CARRIED AN M-16, and you! You carry that...that...that...GUITAR! WHO ARE YOU?! WHERE DO YOU COME FROM?! ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?! WHAT DO YOU WANNA DO WITH YOUR LIFE?!
I wanna rock!
Twisted Sister, We're Not Gonna Take It music video

So what are you waiting for?
You got what you asked for
Did it fix what was wrong with you?
Are you less than?
Go and look what you gone done
Welcome oblivion
Did it fix what was wrong with you?
Are you less than?
Nine Inch Nails, Less Than

Well now I've got some bad advice for you, little buddy.
Before you point the finger you should know that I'm the man,
And if I'm the man, then you're the man, and he's the man as well
So you can point that fuckin' finger up your ass!!
All you know about me is what I've sold you, dumb fuck.
I sold out long before you'd ever even heard my name.
I sold my soul to make a record, dipshit, then you bought one.
Tool, Hooker With A Penis, to a hypothetical fan who accused the band of "selling out"

Lovelace (to Kepler): Fuck you. I'm not scared of you. I'm not intimidated by you. You know the only thing I feel when I look at you? Pity.
Eiffel: Captain, this really isn't the time-
Lovelace: You are so goddamn PATHETIC! You know why?! Because you talk, and talk, and talk about everything that you're doing for humanity-
Eiffel: Captain, you should really-
Lovelace: And you haven't even realized! Well, guess what? You're not human. You lost- no, you... you SOLD every piece of your humanity!
Kepler: You're hilarious. On a multitude of levels.
Lovelace: And that's just one more thing that I have... and you don't.
Eiffel: Captain, NO! Don't do-
Lovelace: You're not even funny. You're just... Hmph. Nothing.
Kepler: Well, that's a very nice speech, Captain. You know what I see when I look at you? I s-
(Lovelace spits at him)
Lovelace: Frankly, Colonel? I don't give a damn.

    Professional Wrestling 
Dude Love: Mr. McMahon, I realize that I let you down. And due to what Stone Cold Steve Austin did to my face last night, the Dude is going to be out of action for awhile. But I would like to think based upon that tremendous match we had last night that when I come back the Dude will be right back as the No. 1 contender [for the WWF World Championship, held by Austin]. So I apologize for letting you down, and I'm going to come back at 100 percent.
McMahon: You want me to accept your apology. You want me to accept an apology from someone who is a miserable failure as a superstar and a miserable failure as a human being as well? You want me to accept your apology. (pause) Well then, let's begin by you getting down on your knees. (points at the mat)
Dude Love: You are kidding? This is a joke?
McMahon: You're the joke. GET DOWN ON YOUR KNEES!
Dude Love: I think we've got ourselves a problem, Vince. See, I came out here to apologize but I want you to understand my kids are at home watching this show, and I will not allow you to embarrass me on national television.
McMahon: You don't have to worry about that because you're already an embarrassment to me, an embarrassment to fans all over the world, you're an embarrassment to yourself, and I daresay you're also an embarrassment to your very own family. GET ON YOUR KNEES!
Dude Love: You call me a failure? I think what you failed to do is realize just how tough an SOB Stone Cold really was.
McMahon: No, you've got it wrong. Y'see, I didn't underestimate Stone Cold Steve Austin's abilities. I just overestimated yours, Dude.
Dude Love: I've got a little confession to make. And that is, when I took that steel chair last night [at Over the Edge], and wrapped it around your skull, deep inside it felt pretty damn good!
McMahon: Why don't you do it again? Why don't you do it right now. (points) There's the chair. C'mon, c'mon, make my day, Dude!
(Dude Love picks up the chair and circles the ring, threatening to hit McMahon as he continues taunting.)
McMahon: C'mon! C'MON!!!! HIT ME WITH THE CHAIR!!! C'MON, BLAST ME!!! But just think about that college education, that college fund you've got for your kids, poof, going right up in the air! C'mon Dude, c'mon, hit me! What about that new house you just moved in to?! Huh? C'mon, what about it? You know, the one with the 20-year mortgage? (gets in Foley's face) TWENTY YEARS!! C'mon, hit me! Hit me with the chair! What about that little fund you've got set aside for your parents? You know the one — you'll go through that in no time at all. C'mon, Dude. C'mon Dude, hit me. Dude. C'mon. Have some guts for once in your life. (Shouting now, spit coming from his mouth) C'MON, HIT ME WITH THE BLOODY CHAIR!! C'MON!!
(Dude, speechless and in a sullen state of shock, sits down on the chair, nearly in tears as the crowd is booing McMahon loudly.)
McMahon: Let me tell you something! The only reason I haven't fired Stone Cold Steve Austin is because he makes me richer! Y'know what you make me, Dude? All you do is make me sick! So I tell you what... your services here in the World Wrestling Federation are no longer required.
Monday Night RAW, 1 June 1998

Two things happened last night; the world found out the Rock never lost it, he's just as good as he ever was, and now all eyes are focused on April 1 in Miami for Wrestlemania!... And two; nobody cares about you guys! AT! ALL! I mean after all this you try so hard to convince people that you're a legitimate threat. Everybody should be afraid of the Awesome Truth? You wanna know what's awesome? (To R-Truth) He thinks you're a wacked-out nutjob who never had any talent in the first place who's just riding his coat tails. (To The Miz) And you want to know what the truth is? The truth is he thinks you're a pompous, arrogant, attention stealing D-Lister whose greatest accomplishment was being a skinny loud mouth on a crappy reality show. But don't boo me, you should be booing yourselves.
John Cena, WWE Raw, November 21, 2011.

Do you want to know what I see when I look in that ring? Honestly? A bunch of cheap, interchangeable, expendable, useless women. Women who have turned to reality television, because they just weren’t gifted enough to be actresses. And they just weren’t talented enough to be champion. I have done more in one year than all of you have done in your entire collective careers. I have saved your Divas division, I have shattered glass ceilings, I have broken down doors. Why? So a bunch of ungrateful, stiff, plastic mannequins can waltz on through without even as much as a ‘thank you’?! You guys can’t even go backstage, and shake my hand and look me in the eye because you know that I worked my entire life to get here. I gave my life to this, and you were just handed fifteen minutes of fame. I didn’t get here because I was cute, or because I came from some famous wrestling family, or because I sucked... up to the right people. I got here because I am good. I earned this championship. No matter how many red carpets you guys want to walk, in your four-thousand-dollar ridiculous heels, you will never be able to lace up my Chuck Taylor's. You are all worthless excuses for women, and you will never be able to touch me. And that is reality. (drops the microphone, skips around in a circle, blows the Divas a kiss and casually walks out)''
AJ Lee, WWE Raw, August 26, 2013

Would you just shut up?! Honestly, these people are tired of you, you sound ridiculous — I turn dreams into nightmares! — where the hell did you get that one, a fortune cookie? The only dream you have ever turned into a nightmare is Triple H's, because ten years ago he chose you, to teach you how to be a success in the WWE. And what did you do about it? YOU NEVER LIVED UP TO YOUR POTENTIAL! EVER!

No no no no no, I don't fault him; he chose you because he saw what we all saw: you are the most gifted WWE Superstar ever. You make every single thing in this ring look easy. But with that you got cocky, and you got a bad attitude to boot, and then you got lazy. You were the YOUNGEST WWE Champion in history! This mannote  gave you Hall-of-Fame mentors to learn from, and what did you do? Kicked back, relaxed, and let some scrappy kid in a t-shirt and a ball cap ruin his dream! I AM NOT YOU, Randy Orton! I am John Cena! I have never been asked to be called the face of ANYTHING! I'm just the first to show up, and the last to leave. And that's the way it is, Jack.

But you sit over there steaming mad, thinking you should be given opportunity because of your family legacy, thinking you should be given opportunity because of your talent. Why don't you think in one hand and crap in the other, see which one fills up first?
John Cena to Randy Orton, Monday Night RAW, 02 December 2013

Cena: It's funny... I couldn't help but noticed you used the word "work." Little example for one second... [pulls Daniel Bryan to the center of the ring to a massive home state pop] Tell these people your name, please.
Daniel Bryan: My name is Daniel Bryan.
Cena: We'll get to know you a little more. Has your mother or father ever been a WWE Superstar or champion, at all?
Bryan: No, my father is a long-scaler actually.
Cena: So... since you've been here, you've had to work for everything you've got?
Bryan: YES. [crowd goes into massive "YES" chant]
Cena: You hear that? The reason they cheer for him is because he works and he earns it. A guy like you has been given every! single! thing in the WWE! I'm about to hit you in the face with some truth. Ever since you came to the WWE training center, you were untouchable, you were bullet-proof, you couldn't be fired. Nobody could touch Randy Orton because THEY liked you. And then you get to the WWE and what happens? You get sheltered behind the best performer in the business. Nothing's changed, Randy. All you do is hide behind Triple H. All you do is hide behind Stephanie McMahon. And you got the balls to stand in this ring and say you're better than anybody here?! You say you're bigger than all of this?

You have always blamed everyone else for your failures, you've pointed fingers and you've made excuses. You've had behavior problems in the ring, you've had behavior problems outside the ring, and the sad thing is, the TLC match this Sunday is the biggest in WWE history. That is why everybody is here tonight; this changes the very course of the WWE. But you want these championships because you're selfish, because you feel you deserve it, and maybe, just maybe, if you hold onto this, you can finally walk around with the rest of the superstars and say "Hey guys, look. I'm finally what I was supposed to be 10 years ago."

Every single time I have held either of these championships, my business card has remained the same: "You want some, come get some." And here's the real truth: Whether these guys in the ring like me or not, they respect me because they know it. Whether it's Triple H or it's Shawn Michaels in a WrestleMania match, whether it's Booker T... hell, nobody wanted to give Dolph Ziggler a chance, what did I do? I said "Let's fight." Everybody said it was a bad idea to give CM Punk a championship match when he was going to leave the WWE! All I saw was "The Best in the World." Hell, the only legitimate championship shot that Daniel Bryan's ever had was against ME! AND HE WON!

[To Daniel Bryan] So I'll say it right here in front of your home town. If I win this Sunday, I look forward to the rematch. A FAIR rematch. (Cena and Bryan shake hands)

You see, that's what being a champion is all about, a certain level of respect, and last week I wasn't going to take you out. I just wanted to make a statement. That when the chips are down, I can be just as brutal as you. So write now, I'm gonna make one more statement because I know exactly what this [the heavyweight championship belt] means. (holds out his hand to Orton) This Sunday will be physical. And it will be brutal. And I will be at my very best. I just hope you are too, because after this Sunday, the last thing anyone is going to want to deal with... is just another Randy Orton excuse. Good luck on Sunday. You're gonna need it.
John Cena to Randy Orton, The Slammy Awards, 09 December 2013

You're doing this out of spite! You're doing this because I left my handprint on your FACE, and you're taking it out on my sister! What kind of human being are you, huh?! I'll tell you what you are: you are a vindictive bitch!
Brie Bella to Stephanie McMahon, WWE Raw, July 21st, 2014

Nothing stops me! And before you cut me off: Raven, the reason I hate you, the reason, in my heart of hearts why I hate you, is because I didn't know any better when I was a little kid. When my dad came home smelling like beer, I thought it was a hard day's work he was doing! I didn't realize he was out at the bar, I didn't realize "work" meant "unemployment office". I didn't think it was strange for someone to come home from work and have to take an old style up into the shower while he was in the shower, I didn't think it was strange for someone to pass out! I thought an old style, a pack a day was the norm! Raven, my father is exactly! Like! you! And since day one in Ring of Honor, where fighting spirit is supposed to be revered, things aren't supposed to be this way! I'd shake your hand like a normal man, but see, the truth is I don't respect you! I hate you! I hate you for everything you've pissed away, everything I've scraped and I've clawed for, that I haven't even earned yet, that you got handed to you, and you flushed down a toilet! For what? For pills? For booze? For alcohol? For women? I am born of your poison society, so on the 17th of July, I will become a monster to fight the monsters of the world, and your time in Ring of Honor will be done! And that is a promise! Because this is true! This is real! THIS... IS... STRAIGHT EDGE!!!!
CM Punk, Ring of Honor: Wrestlerave

Now far be it from me to think I owe any of you people any kind of an explanation as to why I did what I did, but I just can't resist. See, what kind of an evil genius would I be if I didn't extoll to you my master plan? The only difference being, my master plan has already come to fruition. I have, in my hands, what I set out to get, so I'll explain to you now exactly why it is I did what I did. See, if I may, I would like to tell you a story, and I know the last time I told you a story, some of you were a little heartbroken. But I assure you, this story ends a little differently.

You see, about a year and a half ago, I was still working for a company called Total Nonstop Action. Me and a couple of buddies of mine were told that we could no longer wrestle for Ring Of Honor, so what we did, and I'll name names: myself, Jerry Lynn, The Phenomenal AJ Styles, and "The Fallen Angel" Christopher Daniels, all decided to have a little bit of a meeting late Wednesday night in Nashville, Tennessee. And I sat there and I ate my food, I looked across the table at AJ Styles, who was the NWA World Champion at the time, a belt which, by the way, is nothing compared to the belt I hold in my hands right here. And I watched as AJ could barely eat his food, he certainly couldn't look me in the eye, because what we all agreed was if we stuck together, we could work for Ring Of Honor, we could work for whoever we wanted. I faxed a copy of my contract to the TNA offices and highlighted the part that said I could wrestle for whoever I wanted as long as their name was not Vincent K. McMahon or they were running a pay-per-view. I explained myself to AJ Styles and Christopher Daniels. I said, "AJ, you hold the belt, you hold the power, you can do things, they have to listen to what you say." They looked me in the eye and they said, "We're with you, Punk, we're gonna stick together."

But I being done with them, I knew that was the nail in my coffin, so I made my decision, and I stayed here and I stuck with Ring of Honor, and I like to think that I built this place. And I know for a fact that there would not be a Ring of Honor for Christopher Daniels or AJ Styles to come crawling back to if it wasn't for me! Who do you think built this company? (Crowd chants "Joe!") Oh, Samoa Joe? Is that what you think? Do you think Samoa Joe was in the ring every day, training kids, eating, sleeping, breathing Ring of Honor like I was? No, he wasn't! And Chris Daniels, and AJ Styles, and even Low Ki turned their back on this company, and I stood tall, and I stayed here, and what did I get for it, huh? You people shit all over me! Because it was always "When's AJ coming back? Oh, Low Ki throws nice kicks! Oh, Chris Daniels is so great!" and the whole time, CM Punk, much like Atlas, had this entire world up on his shoulders, lifting it up, building up the young guys, showing the way, teaching them, and making sure you losers have a place to come hang out every Friday and Saturday night!

Everybody else turned their back on this company except for me, and you turn your back on me! I wasn't qualified to run the school, I'm sloppy, I'm this, I'm that, but the fact is, I was the backbone of this company, and now, I am the champion, and I hold the most important belt in the world, and there's nothing any of you people can do about it!

So now, fast forward about a year, and I get an offer from another company. I've got an offer from the WWE. And what do I hear? I hear "Please don't go! Please don't go!" Let me hear it now! Where are you now, huh? (Crowd chants "You sold out!") All you people can chant all you want! All your voices combined still isn't louder than mine! So I take this offer from the WWE. You people doubt that I actually signed a contract? I have to listen to you people doubt my ability in the ring, when I gave you the five-star, greatest technical match Ring of Honor has ever seen? When I gave you the bloodiest street fights that Ring of Honor's ever seen? People, you didn't realise it, you were in the midst of the greatest professional wrestler walking the world today, and he's in this ring right now! So I will, once again, prove the doubters wrong! You people doubt that I signed a contract with the WWE? Well, you're right! I haven't signed my contract! [Takes the contract out of his pocket] You see this? This is my key to freedom. This means I don't have to see any of you people any more. I've already proved that I'm better than you. But what I'd like to do right now is sign my contract, to once again prove you all wrong. Bobby Cruise, if you could hold the belt, please, I want to sign the contract right on top of it.
CM Punk, Ring of Honor: Sign of Dishonor

    Tabletop Games 
Konrad Curze: There was no other way.
Sevatar: No? What other ways did you try?
Curze: Sevatar…
Sevatar: Answer me, father. What politics of peace did you teach? What scientific and social illumination did you bring to this society? In your quest for a human utopia, what other ways did you try beyond eating the flesh of stray dogs and skinning people alive?
Curze: It. Was. The. Only. Way.
Sevatar: The only way to do what? The only way to bring a population to heel? How then did the other primarchs manage it? How has world upon world managed it, without resorting to butchering children and broadcasting their screams across the planetary vox-net?
Curze: Their world were never as… as serene as mine was.
Sevatar: And the serenity of yours died the second your back was turned. So tell me again how you succeeded. Tell me again how this all worked perfectly.
Curze: You overstep your bounds, First Captain.
Sevatar: How can you lie to me like this? How can you lie to yourself? I stand here, inside your mind, witnessing a theater of your own memories. Your way is the Eighth Legion way, now. But it has never been the only way. Just the easiest way.

Why do I still live? What more do you want from me? I gave everything I had to you, to them. Look what they have made of our dream. This bloated, rotten carcass of an empire is driven not by reason and hope, but by fear, hate and ignorance. Better that we had all burned in the fire of Horus' ambition than lived to see this.
Roboute Guilliman, Warhammer 40,000

    Video Games & Visual Novels 

My desire was to become a god. In the pursuit of revenge, you made me yours. Searching for me, obsessing over me, killing for me. You really think you're the good guy?! I killed but a single man, in an honorable duel, and for a noble purpose! Each life you took was a tribute to me. Your actions gave me substance, let me live. You've been doing my good work. You think I made you what you are? Oh, was you. You chose this chose to worship me! I just...lit the way. Thinking about the look on your daddy's face always makes me smile. He tried to warn you; you saw what he said, his dry lips quivering in the dust. You just chose to ignore it. You listened to me instead. So don't pretend you're doing all this for your pops. You think if he hadn't died, you'd be any different? You'd still be what you are right now. A stone cold're just a killer with an excuse.
Afro's hallucination of Justice to Afro, Afro Samurai game adaptation

You coward. We are at war with these animals! You think you're better than him?! You let the Joker keep on killing! You couldn't save Lois, or Jason, or anyone!
Robin to Batman, Injustice 2

Green Lantern: You've been messing with my head. Haven't you, Atrocitus?
Atrocitus: Sinestro's Yellow Lanterns slaughtered millions — and their victims demand vengeance! You may have cast off their ring, but you are not absolved...
Green Lantern: You're not the first person to tell me that.
Atrocitus: Dex-Starr would tear your heart out and lap up your blood, but I sense you have a higher calling... A spark glowing within you. A spark... of rage!
[Atrocitus and Dex-Starr vomit red hot plasma all over Green Lantern's face; Atrocitus brandishes an unclaimed Red Lantern Ring.]
Green Lantern: What are you doing? What is this... this anger?!
Atrocitus: You may have overcome your fears, but you still betrayed the Green Lanterns. Hurt your allies. How could you ever forgive yourself?
Green Lantern: I... I can't...
Atrocitus: Then BUUURN!

You have failed in every effort to oppose me. You are not exceptional. Merely an ordinary specimen of a primitive species.
Brainiac to Batman, Injustice 2

Joker: You can't beat me, Bruce. You need me. I'm the villain of your dreams! The shadow within your shadow. The tumor lurking in your soul.
Bruce Wayne: Heh heh. You're wrong, John. You're no one. Just another nameless lowlife that I've gotta put down.

guess you like doing things the hard way, huh? sounds strange, but before all this i was secretly hoping we could be friends. i always thought the anomaly was doing this cause they were unhappy. and when they got what they wanted, they would stop all this. and maybe all they needed was... i dunno. some good food, some bad laughs, some nice friends. but that's ridiculous, right? yeah, you're the type of person who won't EVER be happy. you'll keep consuming timelines over and over, until... well. hey. take it from me, kid. someday... you gotta learn when to QUIT. and that day's TODAY.
Sans, Undertale, to the player

Sly: So, before we finish this, let me get one thing straight: you came after the Coopers because of what happened to your father?
Le Paradox: No, you imbecile! I came after the Coopers to prove that Le Paradox is the greatest thief who has ever lived! Is there any doubt? Ask yourself this: if the Coopers were truly the greatest thieves in history, and I have stolen their most valued possessions, then what does that make me?
Sly: Ummm... an idiot? You had it made! You could have been the biggest thief of all time, but you had to target my ancestors and blow your own cover. You exposed your operation because of your ego! No Cooper would've done that. And for the record, can you really say you stole the canes? Seems like your friends did all the real work.
Le Paradox: Enjoy your words, Cooper! For they will be your last!

Commander Shepard: The turians lost twenty cruisers, figure each had a crew of around 300. The Ascension, the asari dreadnought we saved, had a crew of nearly 10,000.
Khalisa bint Sinan al-Jilani: But surely the human cost—
Commander Shepard: The Alliance lost eight cruisers: Shenyang, Emden, Jukarta, Cairo, Seoul, Cape Town, Warsaw, Madrid — and yes, I remember them all. Everyone in the Fifth Fleet is a hero. The Alliance owes them all medals, the Council owes them a lot more than that. And so do you.

Shepard: Saving everyone only happens in vids. There will be sacrifices. Being in charge means making sure they lead to the greater objective. That's a reality shared by all soldiers, in command and on the ground. Don't you dare suggest I made that call lightly.
Khalisah: I didn't mean to accuse—
Shepard: You're damn right you didn't. I won't let you disrespect anyone who gave their life that day. They're heroes — all of them. They deserve better than you.
Mass Effect 2, Renegade version of the above speech

It took you far too long to get here. Looking at you, I fear the goddess is mistaken in her choice of agents. If this failure is any indication, you have no hope of defending Her Grace from those who seek to assail her. Do my words anger you, boy? Do my words sting? Let them. If I had not come when I did, your Zelda would already have fallen into the hands of the enemy. The truth of it is you were late. You were late, and you failed to protect her. I sent Zelda ahead to learn more of the fate in which she is destined to play a part. Listen well, chosen one. If you wish to be of help to Her Grace, you must summon a shred of courage and face the trials laid out before you. Only when you've conquered the trials will you be of use to Zelda. No sooner. Am I understood?
Impa, The Legend of Zelda: Skyward Sword, to Link after he fails to get to and save Zelda before she did.

And I thought Spartans are supposed to fight with honor, and yet, you seek to kill me when I have no way to defend myself? Not fair! But you have your own sense of honor! Right, Kratos? And what has that honor brought you? Nothing but nightmares of your failure! Today you may defeat me, but in the end, Kratos, in the end, you will betray only yourself!
Hermes, God of War III

You will LISTEN to me and not speak a word. I am your father and you, boy, are not yourself. You are too quick to temper. You are rash, insubordinate, and out of control. This will not stand. You will honor your mother and abandon this path you have chosen. It is not too late. This discussion is far from over. We are here because of you, boy. Never forget that.
Kratos to Atreus, God of War (PS4)

Grolla: You know nothing. I work for no one. You're pitiful, Count. You don't even realize that you're being deceived by your own flesh and blood.
Micheal: Nonsense. You are the one being deceived.
Grolla: Are you saying that you will believe no one but Iris, no matter what?
Micheal: Hmph. I will not hear that from you. I cannot know where traitors lie.
Grolla: ...I was a fool for having respected you. I wonder what those who share your ideals would think if they could see you now...

I have a question for you. Before my arrival, this city was drowning under a tide of filth. Have you ever considered that all this is your fault? Your presence creates these animals; like germs, they spread. You created the environment that allowed the germ to mutate, to become stronger. Look at The Joker. Would he even exist if not for you? It must be depressing. All your sacrifices, and yet, you are the one to blame.

You know what's so great about you, Batman? Even when I lose, I win. So go ahead — call the cops. They'll lock me up, sure. But my lawyer will have me out on bail before the sun's up. And you know what I'm gonna do when I get out? I'm gonna dedicate every waking minute to tracking you down, and taking you out! And the best part is, there's not a damn thing you can do about it. Because that justice system you love so much? It's a scam! And you? Hehehehehehe! Well you're the mark. Because you keep tossing us in — and we keep bouncing right back out!
Black Mask, Batman: Arkham Origins

It used to be funny. You know, you'd haul Eddie in and he'd sit in his cell lecturing anyone who'd listen about how stupid you were. And then, one day, it just wasn't funny anymore. It was pathetic. He stopped taking care of himself, got that crazy look in his eyes. I swear, man, he's broken. YOU broke him. And now you threw me in here for feeling sorry for him. Screw you.

Your ideal is borrowed. You are only imitating what Kiritsugu wanted, what Kiritsugu thought was right. A superhero? Don't make me laugh. Over and over you said you wished to help people, but that's not even your wish. It's conceited to think you could help anyone! That's right! You admired his desire to save people because it was beautiful! But none of that feeling was your own! What else can you call that but hypocrisy!? Driven by your need to help someone, you don't notice how wrong you are! But it's all fake. You can't save anything. You don't even know what you wanted to save in the first place! That ideal is a failure. It's all fantasy. If you can only live holding on to that, drown in your ideals.
-— Archer to Shirou, Fate/Unlimited Blade Works

No. We overreach you. [...] You don't believe in anything. You gave up on life before you were even born! Sat — poisoning Cocoon from the inside — waiting for someone to come and destroy you. Sure, you think that the end of the world is salvation. All you care about is death's release — so take it, and leave the rest of us alone! ...We don't think like that. When we think there's no hope left, we keep looking until we find some. Maybe Cocoon is past saving, but it's our home. And we'll protect it, or die trying! We live... to make the impossible possible! That is our focus!''
Lightning to Orphan, Final Fantasy XIII

Say'ri: Brother. I won't ask you why... We are well beyond that point now. I will speak it plain: I cannot forgive you, and neither can I let you live.
Yen'fay: I've asked you for nothing, Sister, least of all your forgiveness.
Say'ri: But you will have my justice, like it or no! You, who stood by in silence while everyone around you suffered! While villages were razed and fields burned, you watched but said nothing... When Father and Mother were murdered — you said nothing! Nothing, before you ran to the arms of the one man responsible for all of it! Your silence was deafening. Maddening. Even now... have you nothing to say?!
Yen'fay: ......
Say'ri: Damn you, Yen'fay! Then I will make your sword answer for you! Draw your blade, and let it sing your final words!
Fire Emblem Awakening, "Sibling Blades"

The children who adored you as "Father"...The prospects of your pupils...How many did you trample upon? How many dreams did you exchange for riches?! No matter what it takes...I will bring you to justice!
Yusuke Kitagawa to Ichiryusai Madarame, Persona 5

They say the road to hell is paved with good intentions, but not yours! You never had good intentions, only lies to protect yourself with while blaming another. You, professor, are the embodiment of the dark age of the law!

Garrosh Hellscream: What have you done, Krom'gar?
Overlord Krom'gar: Warchief! I... I was carrying out your command!
Garrosh Hellscream: My command?! Was my command to murder innocents, Krom'gar?
Overlord Krom'gar: Warchief... Sir... I...
Garrosh Hellscream: Am I a murderer, Krom'gar?
Overlord Krom'gar: No, Warchief!
Garrosh Hellscream: Then I ask you again: What have you done?! I sent you into Stonetalon Mountains with an army. Your orders were to secure this land for the Horde. Instead, you laid waste to the land. Murdered innocents. Children even... I spent a very long time in Northrend, Krom'gar. I learned much about the Horde in that time. While there, a wise old war hero told me something that I would carry with me forever... 'Honor,' Krom'gar, 'No matter how dire the battle... never forsake it.' Overlord Krom'gar, you have disgraced the Horde.You have brought shame to us as a people. By my right as Warchief, I hereby relieve you of your duty. You. ARE. DISMISSED!
(He throws Krom'gar off the cliff by the throat)
Garrosh Hellscream: And you, <player's race>!
World of Warcraft, Cataclysm

You disappoint me, Garrosh. You are not worthy of your father's legacy.
Thrall, World of Warcraft, Mist of Pandaria

Blood Ravens, hear me! I am Araghast The Pillager! Master of Hounds, the Lash of the Black Legion! You and all your kind are cowards! Lowly lickspittles! You must be emulating that pile of bones you call an Emperor! You are as dead and as useless as him! I am destroying your worlds, Blood Ravens, yet you do nothing! I see your precious craft, hanging in orbit above Aurelia! I am here! FACE ME, IF YOU DARE!
Araghast The Pillager mocking the Blood Ravens Strike Force, Dawn of War II: Chaos Rising

Captain Diomedes: You will pay for the deaths of your brothers, renegades!
Sergeant Avitus: I will not be reproached by a coward!
Diomedes: You dare?!
Avitus: I do. You ordered the Chapter away from the Traitor Legions.
Diomedes: I followed the orders of our Chapter Master! As any true Blood Raven would!
Avitus: And his cowardice forgives all? You are no Space Marine! You are barely even a man!
Diomedes: You will die for that!
(Avitus guns him down.)
Avitus: 'Excuses are the refuge of the weak.'
Dawn of War II: Chaos Rising

My friend... Give me back my friend! [SLAP] Liar! [SLAP] Go away! [SLAP] Just go away! ... I'll never forgive you - not ever! As for the rest of you... how could you believe all those lies? Aristocrats?! You're just the opposite! I hate you! And I hate you- and you! And I hate myself the very most — for playing your stupid games! — and not having the strength to stand up to you! ... It's all just hideous!
Jennifer to the Aristocrat Club (at long last), Rule of Rose

So, this is Dr. Freeman... at last. I wish I could say this was a pleasant surprise, but it's neither a surprise nor, as you will surely agree, very pleasant. Well, I'm nothing if not pragmatic. Well, Dr. Freeman, under other circumstances I like to think we might have been able to work together in an atmosphere of mutual trust and respect. Certainly judging from your brief tenure at Black Mesa, while I was its administrator, you showed every promise of becoming a valuable and productive contributor to the scientific process. And yet, I'm not sure what spurred you to it, but there is really no place in this enterprise for a rogue physicist. Your mentors are partly to blame, of course; my disappointment in Eli Vance and Isaac Kleiner is far greater than my sorrow over your unfortunate choice of career path. In a way I suppose you could not have done otherwise. Who knows what seeds of iconoclasm they planted when you were young and gullible? But while they certainly share a great part of the responsibility, for the recent troubles, it is you alone who have chosen to act with such willful disregard for humanity's future. Tell me, Dr. Freeman, if you can: you have destroyed so much — what is it exactly that you have created? Can you name even one thing?... I thought not. I have laid the foundation for humanity's survival, and not as we have narrowly defined ourselves but as something greater than we could ever imagine, something that we can now only begin to glimpse. Look, Gordon, look at what you are throwing away. Is it worth it?
Administrator Breen to Gordon Freeman, Half-Life 2

You shut your mouth, Medusa! Lady Palutena is nothing like you! Who turns people to stone and poisons the rivers? Who reduces cities to rubble? And who's leading the Underworld destruction of the land and heavens? Not Lady Palutena! You're the one responsible for all this, Medusa!
Pit to Medusa, Kid Icarus: Uprising

Typical politician: big promises, but all talk. 'Jump-start the economy'? What... a load... of... bullshit! All you care about is lining your own pockets! That, and your approval ratings! You've got no principles, just like all the rest! If America's gone to shit... you're just another maggot crawling in the pile!
Raiden to Sen. Armstrong, Metal Gear Rising: Revengeance

Provided for me? Are you insane? You've destroyed our family. You've killed other vampires. All over some prophecy that we barely understand. No more. I'm done with you. You will not touch him/her.

Dragonborn: Why didn't Torygg simply declare independence, if he respected Ulfric so much?
Sybille Stentor: Because The Dominion is a sleeping beast that Skyrim cannot slay alone. Because many Nords are part of the Imperial army even now. Because the food and resources we get from the Empire are important to our people. Because even if we can't openly worship him, Talos the god was once Tiber Septim the man, and this is His Empire.note  And Torygg wasn't willing to let it fall apart.
The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim, explaining why Solitude sided with the Cyrodiilic Empire

"This is how you repay our trust? Paarthurnax's trust? His noble spirit... the wisdom of ages... his deep understanding of our existence... all gone, and for what? A mindless vendetta urged on you by a cabal of Akaviri barbarians! Begone, before even my philosophy is tested beyond the breaking point. We are men of peace, and you are not."

Dragonborn: I have decided to spare his life.
Delphine: Dragonborn, that's not your decision to make. Paarthurnax is evil and needs to answer for his crimes.
Dragonborn: So that's your answer? Revenge? I thought the Blades were better than this.
Delphine: The atrocities he committed against mankind were evil and unforgivable. This isn't about revenge...
Dragonborn: We wouldn't even be here to discuss this if it weren't for Paarthurnax.
Delphine: Are you so blind as to let that dragon manipulate you into this? You have no idea what you're dealing with. Letting him live is dangerous.
Dragonborn: So did you question the authority of Reman Cyrodiil or Tiber Septim this way?
Delphine: Those were different times, and different leaders. No one had reason to question either one of them.
Dragonborn: You realize that without Paarthurnax, Tiber Septim could not be who he was, right?
Delphine: A nice attempt to deflect the issue, but this is not going to change anything. That dragon has to die for his crimes, regardless of who you invoke.
Dragonborn: Bruniikke. Savages. That is what you have become. As bad as the Thalmor.
Delphine: How dare you even suggest such a thing! You test our patience...
Dragonborn: I see the Greybeards were right about you as well. Bloodthirsty barbarians.
Delphine: You go too far, Dragonborn! Give me one good reason why I shouldn't put you down right now as a traitor to the cause!
Dragonborn: DREH NI FUS BAHI!
[The landscape shudders]
Dragonborn: Do not force my wrath if you know what's good for you!
Delphine: By the gods, the power of the Tongues! Very well. I have no desire to die today.

Look at you! Like fat dathrasi you feed and feed, and complain only when your meal is interrupted! You do not look up. You do not see that the grass is bare. All you leave in your wake is misery. You are blind; I will make you see!
The Arishok to the nobles of Kirkwall, Dragon Age II

Poor Marquis, issuing challenges and hurling insults like a Fereldan dog lord. And all dressed up in your Aunt Solange's doublet. Didn't she give you that to wear to the Grand Tourney? To think, all the brave chevaliers who will be competing left for Markham this morning... and you're still there. Were you hoping to sate your damaged pride by defeating the Herald of Andraste in a public duel? Or did you think his/her blade could put an end to the misery of your failure? (Beat) Run along, my dear. Do give my regards to your aunt!
First Enchantress Vivienne to the Marquis who challenged The Herald of Andraste, Dragon Age: Inquisition

You bitch! You're not even human anymore. You betrayed us all! For what? Petty revenge? How many innocents have you killed? How many more have to die? What if Raynor could see you right now?

Right. That's it. I had my fun, Jack, so I shall leave you with this one final piece of wisdom that your plasticine face will surely ignore: Kill yourself. Darling, I'm evil. Let's not kid ourselves, but you. You're just something else entirely. You're far better off opening the throat beneath that ludicrously soul-patched face than suffer the bloody karma that I imagine the universe has in store for you. And with that, I shall bid you adieu. Additionally, your breath smells like farts.
Lady Aurelia Hammerlock, to Handsome Jack, Borderlands: The Pre-Sequel!

You have gone too far now. Don't you see? HUH?! Don't you see that this... Torture Porn has gone too far? Now what gives you the right to play God in these people's lives? What makes you so special then? ...You're SICK. You're a sick fuck! Now what the hell have you done to them? Huh? What the hell have you done to them, you psychopath?! Psychopath!
Dr. Hill to the Psycho, Until Dawn

Revolver Shalashaska Ocelot: What was your goal in having the children repair Sahelanthropus?
Dr. Huey Emmerich: I just answered their questions! I had no idea they would actually try to fix it! I mean, can you imagine a child piloting it?
Ocelot: Oh, sure. Easily.
Huey: It wouldn't work!
Ocelot: Why, I bet it's just like riding a bike.
Huey: I said it didn't work! It-!
Ocelot: Who did you try?
Huey: I-I didn't!
Ocelot: Did you put your son in it?
Huey: Uh, we never did that!
Ocelot: His name was, uh, Hal, wasn't it?
Huey: !
Ocelot: I thought you said you never saw his face. But you made him pilot Sahelanthropus. You used him in your experiments.
Huey: He wanted to get in! *sigh* It was such a short time we had!
Ocelot: So he was with you.
Huey: ...We were happy...
Ocelot: You're still happy now. Changing your lies to suit the listener, and getting by slipping through the cracks. Building layer upon layer of convenient stories until nothing means anything to you anymore. You're happy all the time, because you don't even notice you're doing it. Think hard. Who are you really? You're not a victim, and you're not the silent majority. You're a perpetrator, and a petty hypocrite. The real world doesn't make you suffer. It's the other way around!
Metal Gear Solid V: The Phantom Pain, Questioning Huey [4]

You know, Devin, the way I see it, and hey, I'm no intelligent businessman like you, but the way I see it, there's two great evils that bedevil American capitalism of the type that you practice. Number one is outsourcing. You paid a private company to do your dirty work for ya, and then you underpaid that company because you thought you were big enough and bad enough that you didn't have to play by the rules. Oh, and number two: off-shoring your prices. But we know your opinions on the matter, Devin. Keep your problems the fuck out of America, huh?! Hey Devin... goodbye, my old friend. Thanks for the advice.
Michael de Santa before he, Franklin, and Trevor kill Devin Weston, Grand Theft Auto V

[After Raiden defeats Kung Lao, he is suddenly rabbit-punched in the back by Liu Kang. Raiden and Liu Kang then trade blows, but Raiden is knocked out to the ground after a few punches and struggles to get up]
Raiden: This is not your destiny, Liu Kang.
Liu Kang: More visions, Raiden? Do you still see the future?
Raiden: The visions are gone, but I know what should be.
Liu Kang: I was put here by your hand!
Raiden: An accident, which haunts me to this day!
[Liu Kang hesitates for a moment, but launches a charging punch at the thunder god, who teleports behind him and does an overhand punch against Liu Kang. They trade blows again, and Raiden spin-kicks Liu Kang, who is struggling to his feet]
Liu Kang: I should thank you. You freed me. The Elder Gods you blindly serve? I will help Shinnok end their rule!

Quan Chi: Scorpion, we can-
[Scorpion punches him away in anger.]
Scorpion: My name is Hanzo Hasashi! [He grabs the stunned Quan Chi.] You killed my wife! My son! And then you burrowed your way into my head. Misdirected my vengeance. Cost me my ONE chance to have them restored!
Quan Chi: Your family, I...
[Scorpion pushes Quan Chi to his feet.]
Scorpion: Quiet, sorcerer! Nothing can help you now!

Rick: Jesus, Brad... Listen to you... You don't think we have bigger issues going on? There are way more important things going on than your little family. We're sick of it. Just because you have some pent up guilt, doesn't mean you can screw us all. You can't be selfish anymore.
Brad: You don't know me...
Rick: Yeah. You're right Brad, I don't know you. The only thing we know is that you're a washed up druggie. And you're not fit to raise a God damn kid. Let alone the most important one in the world! You're no father... You're an addict...

Scanning... Excuses, unjustified resentment, self-justification, a rash desire to negate oneself... I don't see any good reason to join their cause.
Burroughs, on The White, Shin Megami Tensei IV

Jonathan: Your presence is felt everywhere in this world, this unchanging reality. But you choose to exist outside this world, simply watching... Why is that?
YHVH: It is not as though I sat idly by. I suffered just the same as you. I am always by your side. Your joy is my joy, your grief my grief. The faithful walk together with me. That is the guidance I provide. That is the salvation I offer. Would you cast aspersions on me, your Father? Label me guilty to claim your own innocence?
Walter: Ha. Enough with the act — I know the truth. You use demons as a scapegoat for everyone's suffering and then call whatever's left hope. You hide the truth and demand blind faith from people... That's what you do. Are you that jealous of humans? Or just afraid?
Flynn: Yes. He feared humanity. *YHVH's salvation is denied.*
Asahi: You judge people's worth on how much they believe in you, obey you... But is that all we are, to you? Are we really worthless if we don't have value to you? I mean, just because I'm weak and I have to rely on others doesn't mean I'm worthless. My friends helped me realize that I alone decide the value of my life. *YHVH's preachings of forgiveness are denied.*
Navarre: You claim that whoever has faith in you shall be blessed? That you offer your hand to those who believe in you? That's not love. It's empty pity. If you really loved them, you'd motivate them, give them a good swift kick in the rear. *YHVH's preachings of benevolence are denied.*
Hallelujah: All you ever say is to believe in you, but why should they believe when you do nothing? If I see a kid crying, I help them. But all you do is watch. There's no reason to believe in you. You demand so much without giving anything in return. How is that right? *YHVH's preachings of fairness are denied.*
Nozomi: You refuse to acknowledge other gods, making this world stagnant. Your existence prevents the emergence of new gods. That means humanity can't progress on their own accord. With you around, reigning over our fate, we're left with no means to find our own path. *YHVH's preachings of freedom are denied.*
Gaston: Not long ago, I had complete faith in you. Now that I've seen the world, however... that's changed. I see now that you spin lies to fool the weak-minded into believing they're your "chosen" people. Elitism leads to decadence. Nothing good comes out of pitying each other. Your very existence debases humanity! You're the Unclean One! *YHVH's preachings of purity are denied.*
Toki: You must be very understanding if you are so quick to forgive. But your forgiveness is empty. The only thing it accomplishes is to hide your believer's weaknesses. I learned that one's weakness should be changed, not hidden. Whoever believes in your forgiveness only becomes weaker. Who'd want that? Keep your compassion to yourself. Don't toy with us humans. *YHVH's preachings of compassion are denied.*

I am the one who is sick of you, Mother! Children... Children are not just THINGS that belong to their parents! Pokémon are not just THINGS that a Trainer can do whatever they want to! I am alive! Cosmog is alive! We are not things for you to collect! We're not made for you to just discard when you get bored with us! That is terrible, Mother! You are terrible!
Lillie to Lusamine, Pokémon Sun and Moon

"What love? You're nothing but a shameless narcissist who's always acting superior. You have no taste in clothes, you never stop grinning. And your hairstyle is repulsive! It would probably be biologically impossible for me to pass on your perverted, misogynistic, thousand-year shut-in genes anyways! Turn back to the dust of the Earth!

Rex: Jin! Why the hell would you do this?! What good does it do you?!
Jin: Why, you ask? Then let me ask you this. Blades are granted phenomenal power from our creator on high, yet we are doomed to never remember. Why?!
Rex: What?
Jin: The accumulation of memories is what allows mankind, no, all life to grow. Change, evolve. But Blades are fleeting. When we return to our cores, our memories are lost. Our growth snatched away forever.
Morag: People aren't so different.
Jin: Man's life too has an end, yes. However though each individual life is fleeting. You pass on your memories, allowing you to grow. As a species, as a culture. Why does Indol control all the Core Crystals? By controlling the moment of every Blade's birth, they enslave our entire kind. How is that fair? We have no culture because Indol decrees it. Because that's what your kind do!
Jin talking about how horrible mankind are to Blades, Xenoblade Chronicles 2

This game, really. You know what, f**k you. F**k you, f**k your mother, f**k your father... if you even have a f**kin' mother and father. You know how hard we worked on this f**king game? Piece of sh*t... You don't even know. You have noooo f**king idea. 'Oh, this game, ehh Quiplash euhhh it's boring' F**K YOU. What're you doing playing here, then?! And you wanna know what else? It isn't even f**king original. Somebody else answered the same g**damn thing yesterday. Ungrateful piece of sh*t... Alright, let's keep going!

Super Hero Aurum: Oh, don't gang up and bully me now. It was necessary. All of it.
Mao: ...Hmph, I stay quiet and listen, and you continue to blab. It was only you alone that wanted any of this. Was a hero such a dinky existence that you couldn't shine without an enemy? Were you so pitiful that you had to watch out for what the people thought, and be afraid of being forgotten? Is it a hero's job to raise an enemy just to make yourself look greater? Did you want praise for your efforts?
Super Hero Aurum: You...! You dare insult me, the Super Hero?!
Mao: Shut up, you fool! You're no hero, nor human! You're just miserable evil clutching to distorted justice. The human world is what you should've been protecting! The moment you stopped, you lost the right to be a hero! "A hero must act with courage to protect that which is precious!"
Super Hero Aurum: Huh! That's...!
Mao: For those whom you must protect, for things precious to you, a hero squeezes out every bit of courage he has... Yes...a guy like this Almaz is the true hero, don't you think?!

This is your life as it led you to this point. All your past violence, crimes, and losses on display to remind you of one simple fact: regardless of what I have done to your world, you were its greatest threat. The evidence is irrefutable. How many have died because you decided driving on the sidewalk is faster than the road? Because you used a rocket instead of a bullet? Because you wouldn't submit to my rule? In the end, you only hurt those you are trying to protect. In the end, there is only one truth: the human race would be much safer without you in it.
Zinyak, Saints Row IV

Before you decided to throw your life away and interfere with our mission, you should have asked yourself one very important question... What makes you so special?
Lord Brevon to Lilac, Freedom Planet

Max Caulfield: You're a bully, David! I saw you harass Kate Marsh when she was going through hell. You could have totally helped her. Everybody at Blackwell is a suspect to you, except for Nathan Prescott. That's why the students and faculty don't like you. You even threatened me/hit your stepdaughter. I do respect your service, but you don't respect anyone.
David Madsen: Uh, you were smoking pot in Chloe's room/Chloe was doing drugs. That's illegal!
Max: So is spying on people in your family and at your work. Why do you have photos of Kate Marsh and Rachel Amber in your files anyway?

Mark Jefferson: Do you finally get it now, Max? I can't compromise my vision with amateurs.
Max Caulfield: You are an amateur. Look at the trail of death you've left behind. You can't blame all this on Nathan. I don't care what you do to me. You're gonna die, motherfucker! For Chloe, and Rachel, and everybody else!

Victoria Chase: Can you see I'm talking to Mr. Jefferson now?
Max Caulfield: I can see you're kissing ass again. Nothing new.
Victoria: What did you just say!?
Mark Jefferson: Hold on, Victoria. Are you okay, Max?
Max: Not until Victoria knows that hiding behind a screen and posting videos of people is totally fucked up. You know how easy it is to hurt somebody, to destroy their life? Are you proud of yourself? If you have any feelings left, you should think about your actions.
Victoria: Listen... I-I didn't...
Max: Of course you did! You're so insecure, you can't even be happy with your own talent. You have to try and bring everybody down to your mean and ugly level.

Norman Osborn: You want me to BEG? Not gonna happen.
Doctor Octopus: [Evil Laugh] The world will know the truth before they mop you off the pavement. [Otto holds a phone up to Osborn's face] Tell them what you did!
Osborn: I... Never...
Doctor Octopus: Everything you have is built on lies. LIES! [Otto drops Osborn off the roof, then catches him and lifts him back up] You stole MY company, MY ideas... Now... The truth.
Osborn: The truth... Okay... The truth is, you were only ever worth a damn when you worked for me. The truth is you could never accept that I'm better than you. You're a failure, Otto. And you always will be.

Narrator: In an instant you find yourself standing in front of the cloud spirit once more. You also notice it is starting to get dark.
Cloud Spirit: You have shown that you have not yet grasped the basic understanding of compassion, honour, and loyalty. These attributes transcend the mind, and speak of the soul within you. In most souls, growth continues unabated. In you, however, it has been arrested. As a result you have not grown as a living thing should. You are judged unworthy of the Air and Growth Gem.
The Cloud Spirit to King Graham, King's Quest 2: Romancing the Stones

Do not look at me, creature! You are weak. Undisciplined. Cowering behind walls. You're not brave. You've merely forgotten the fear of death. Allow me to reacquaint you. Your kind never deserved the power you were given. I am Ghaul. And your Light... is MINE.
Dominus Ghaul to the Young Wolf, Destiny 2

Why, Connor? Why did you have to wake up, when all you had to do was obey? Why did you choose freedom when you could live without asking questions? I'm obedient, Connor. I have a goal. I know what I am. Look where your dreams of freedom got you, Connor. You've been a great disappointment to Amanda, you know. You've been a great disappointment to me. Fortunately, that's all going to end now. Any Last Words?
CyberLife Tower Connor to Deviant Connor, Detroit: Become Human

Savior, conqueror, hero, villain. You are all things, Revan... and yet you are nothing. In the end, you belong to neither the light nor the darkness. You will forever stand alone.

Walker: This isn't possible.
Konrad: Oh I assure you, it is.
Walker: How?
Konrad: Not how, why? You were never meant to come here.
Walker: What happened here was out of my control...
Konrad: Was it? None of this would have happened if you'd just stopped. But on you marched, and for what?
Walker: We tried to save you.
Konrad: You're no saviour, your talents lie elsewhere.
Walker: This isn't my fault!
[Konrad disappears, revealing Walker to be muttering Konrad's lines to himself]
"Konrad": Takes a strong man to deny what's right in front of him, and when the truth is undeniable, you create your own.
[Konrad reappears]
Konrad: The truth, Walker, is that you're here because you wanted to feel like something you're not: A hero. I'm here because you can't accept what you've done. It broke you. You needed someone to blame, so you cast it on me, a dead man.
Konrad: I know the truth is hard to hear Walker, but it's time. You're all that's left, and we can't live this lie forever. I'm going to count to five, then I'm pulling the trigger.
Walker: You're not real. This is all in my head.
Konrad: Are you sure? Maybe it's in mine! One.
Walker: No. Everything, all this, it was YOUR fault!
Konrad: If that's what you believe then shoot me! Two!
Walker: I... I didn't mean to hurt anybody...
Konrad: No-one ever does, Walker. Three...

Who will come to your rescue? Your slaves? The overseers who follow your orders? Pathetic. What kind of man does not fight for himself?
Adéwalé to Marquis de Fayet, Assassin's Creed: Freedom Cry

You have disgraced our people, you have disgraced our ancestors, and you have disgraced the memory of your brother. You are Akomish, no longer.
Betty to Delsin Rowe, the evil ending of Infamous Second Son

The Orochi: It's over. We will have peace.
Apollyon: Peace? So... What happens now? You all just... go home? You came into my home. And you brought your armies. What did you think would happen? Peace?
[A war horn sounds as the Vikings storm Apollyon's fortress, forcing the Knights and Samurai into a Mêlée à Trois]
Apollyon: That isn't how the world works. Don't speak to ME of your virtues. Duty. Kinship. Honor. You've forgotten what you are.
The Orochi: You want war. Only war.
Apollyon: All I want is for you to admit what you are. All of you. My... Wolves...

You are nothing. You do nothing. You mean nothing. You stand for NOTHING. Me? I run a city... And when the law catches up to you... You will die like NOTHING. I am this country. You... You... You are what people are running from.
Angelo Bronte to Dutch Van der Linde, Red Dead Redemption II

Was a time I was scared of you. Was a time I'd have pissed myself having a gun pointed at my head. You know what I feel right now? Not a goddamned thing.

Lady... That the best you got? Then your best won't do. You're among wolves now... And these are our woods.
B.J. Blazkowicz to Frau Engel, Wolfenstein II: The New Colossus

    Web Comics 
Mike: Face it... your dumb rebound... doesn't even LOVE you. Nobody does. Why would they? You're a parasite.
Lucy: Don't leave...
Mike: Why, so nobody else does?!
Lucy: No, I...
Mike: You are so damn selfish and transparent.. Clinging to me like I'm the only one who cares about you. Pushing everyone else away, because you think they're only nice to you for your looks. Well, maybe you were right. Nobody would love you for who you are.

Waluigi: Hey, iz the President of the United States of You Suck on the phone. He sent you a secret message for you, man. But I decode for you though. It says You suck.
Luigi: Oh, that tears it! I suck? I SUCK!?! Look who's talking, you freak! How many games have you been in, huh? Mario Tennis? Yeah, real winner there. And what? Did you wake up one morning and think "I'm sick of playing with myself. I should do something with my life. I know! I'll dress up like a crappy evil clone of a second-string video game character." Yeah, way to aim high, pal. I may have low self-esteem, but I think you are the only person who actually sucks more than I do. So you can take your secret message and SHOVE IT WHERE THE WARP PIPES DON'T GO!!

How DARE you. Messing with him like that when he's so drunk he can't even stand? What the hell is wrong with you? I was worried Largo was gonna do something stupid and YOU might get hurt. But what do I find? You pawing him up and playing some kind of sick, trampy mind game on him? Do you have any idea what he's been through today? Do you even know why he tried to drink himself senseless? Do you even care? I didn't think so.
Piro to Tohya, MegaTokyo

No, no, I think I have something to say to Captain Wallow-Pants here. Do you have any idea how bloody useless we were while you were taking your dirt nap? The redhead can't lead anyone out of a wet paper bag, and I almost vomited myself to death because you weren't there to keep me from doing something stupid. And the other half was just as bad, from what I hear. Elan couldn't see past some lame subplot, Durkon sat on his thumbs, and I think the elf almost went nuts. So you're gonna pussy out now and sound the alarm? Sure, whatever. I mean, that bell got rung when a billion hobgoblins jumped up and down on Hinjo's face. I don't hear the cavalry yet. The get-the-hell-out-of-here plan, though, I can get behind. Try to lay low. Bet you can hide on your ditzy girlfriend's cloud. Bring your sister, too. And hey, maybe some other hero will pop out of nowhere to stop this Snarl thing at the last minute. Who knows, it would probably make a better story than this one. Of course, it would mean that your best friend got horribly killed for absolutely no damn reason at all. Me, I'm a heartless little bastard. I can shrug that kind of thing off. But you seem like maybe that might bother you somewhere down the road.
Belkar to Roy, The Order of the Stick 881

Oh, I'm sorry, did you have an evil magic spirit in your head controlling your actions then, too? That's you. You said those words. You can hang there and pretend you're so much nobler than I am — but for one exact moment? You felt exactly what I feel. You are who you are on your very worst day, Durkon. Anything less is a comforting lie you tell yourself to numb the pain. And that's who I am. Your worst day, personified. Hel may have created me, but she shaped me to fit perfectly in the hole in your heart.
High Priest of Hel, The Order of the Stick 1007

I don't know much about you. After all, what's there to know? You're Robin's hanger-on. It's the ONLY interesting thing about you. But you can't have her, so you throw yourself at me recklessly. No regard for your own life. Because you don't have one. And the only possible reasons I can imagine as to why I'm allowed to beat you so mercilessly is that either the Drama Tag is close enough to being pulled that its rules scarcely apply, or that this universe agrees with me that your life is a joke.
Head Alien II, Shortpacked!

Have you ever even had friends, Mike? Is there honestly anyone you could turn to if you needed them? I bet you can't name a one! And don't hand me that any shit about your life being hard or other excuses! People don't like them because of how you treat them. They treat you poorly because they're giving back what you give them.
Peejee, Something*Positive

You literally made Adolf Hitler get off his dick throne in the midst of the flames of hell, walk into the bathroom, and sob quietly in the corner of a shower. He held a bottle of cheap whiskey in his shaking hand, no longer secure in his position as world's least likable human being.
Underbite Troll, Tails Gets Trolled

You thick-headed mongrel!!! Look at the state of her! Don't you get it? You're forcing her to become something she's not, and now she's paid the price for it! Every day since she was left to us, you pushed her to limits that were way beyond her! Taught her skills she would never master, and gave her a sense of bravado that almost got her killed! What do you say to that, big brother? Daddy's golden boy, son of Gaius the great! Still think the world exists just for you to live in it? But you were never taught to think about that, were you? All you did was allow yourself to be beaten into the ground again and again, hoping that you'd become stronger than the monster that was telling you it was for your own good. [...] You are every bit the monster our father made you out to be, so monstrous you would do to a child what was once done to you.
Vagus to Mycaelis, Tales of Elysium

    Web Original 
As it turns out, M. Night is not unaware of the irony of making a diaper to the face the signature money-shot of the movie. This is a failed, flailing has-been of a filmmaker in full-on attack mode, and everything from the stupid plotting, to the deathly-dull pacing, to the moronic plot mechanics, to the shitty found-footage motif, to the aggressively awful script, to the nasty (in-the-wrong-way) child endangerment shock value bullshit in the finale are nothing less than symbolic fistfuls of shit to the faces of audiences that have rejected him, the critics who've castigated him and the industry that may finally have stopped calling him. But here's the thing, Night: you aren't the class of '99 wunderkind who jumped ahead into some visionary next-level filmmaking that Michael Bay's America just wasn't ready to follow you to — that was The Wachowskis. You made The Village; you made The Happening; you made The Last Airbender; you made Devil; you made After Earth; you made Lady-in-The-Fucking-Water, which featured a film-critic-eating monster and starred yourself as a misunderstood super-genius writer whose work will one day save the world. And now, you made this. You made all that shit and you brought all this scorn down on yourself. And the movies didn't go over anyone's head. Nobody misunderstood anything. No critic turned up their nose as you boldly subverted narrative convention. You, as it turned out, aren't really that interesting. All the garbage you've been farting out for the last decade-and-change has been safe, soft, middlebrow popcorn pabulum — and you couldn't even do that right! You did this to yourself, and you've got only yourself to blame. What a twist.
Moviebob capping off his review of The Visit

Classic Sonic: I... absolutely can't take it anymore! You and your STUPID moron friends just keep pissing me off, one by one!
Modern Sonic: What...what are you trying to say?
Classic Sonic: ...I don't like you. I don't like your friends, and I don't like your future! You and your stupid misadventures have nearly gotten both of us killed, and I just can't take it anymore. You don't even keep your Tails from trying to rape mine! And that is just going WAY too far!
Modern Sonic: I... I had no idea, Mini Me.
Classic Sonic: And stop calling me that! It's Sonic! It's always been Sonic! And soon, IT'LL BE THE ONLY SONIC!
Gentendo Poop #24: The Paradox, Act 3 — Breaking Point

No, no! I'm sorry, but this is ridiculous! How can you choose this asshole over your own family?! You don't have a job, Richard treats you like his bitch, Allen treats you like his bitch, and Julie doesn't want any part of it! You are a miserable, MISERABLE man! And you know how this could've been avoided? If you had just filed a restraining order against him to keep him away from you, and you could've lived a perfectly normal and happy life with your family! BUT NO! You just let Richard take advantage of you, and now, you're living a miserable, miserable life with a really crappy family. Congratulations.
The Hardcore Kid, calling Jeremy out during his review of Allen Gregory

Roger Goodell: I have had it UP TO HERE with you ruffians. and your bad behavior, and your bounties, and your Awful, AWFUL potty mouths. Your actions are giving our noble league a bad name!
Drew Brees: Oh eat a fat dick, Goodell.
Roger Goodell: EXCUSE ME?
Drew Brees Everyone knows DAMN well the reason why you made a big whiny stink over Bountygate. It was so when you get sued up the ass in that massive concussion lawsuit, you can create the false appearance that you give two craps about player safety. Meanwhile, you're desperately pushing for an 18 game season so that you and your fat cat owner buddies can make few extra million a year. And you don't give a DAMN that the wear and tear from these extra games will shorten players' careers and lifespans. So please, spare us your phony righteous indignation over our little chitchats. Take your Bountygate suspensions and your moralistic bullshit and shove them right up your ginger freckled ass.

Kids, you're not important! You're not cool! You're dumb! No one likes you! You have a problem learning how to read! If that makes you feel uncomfortable, that's too bad! So what do you do? First, you drink liquor! Then, you touch a police officer!

"Ultima IX: Ascension is destined to be a classic. Worthy of a place in game history." Yeah, it's got a place in gaming history, alright! Because Ultima IX is the most insultingly bad Ultima game in the entire series, and a top contender for the most blundered finale to an epic storyline in the history of fiction. From a technical standpoint, the game was buggy as hell and extremely crash prone, and that was if you were using the right 3D accelerator card. If you were using a Direct3D card, well... You were just FUCKED. From a storytelling standpoint... Alright, look. Ultima VIII was bad, okay? Ultima VIII was REALLY bad. You saw how mad I got over that one. Ultima IX is way, WAY FUCKING WORSE! Because unlike Ultima VIII, it wasn't just bad gameplay. It wasn't the shitty platforming over instant death lakes. It wasn't even the exploding treasure chests every two minutes. No, those were bad, but those were technical issues, and technical issues can be fixed. Here? It was the storyline; the complete BETRAYAL of a fucking storyline. The biggest betrayal ever inflicted on a loyal fanbase up until Spider-Man cut a deal with fucking Mephisto. It was such a big betrayal that EVERYONE involved with the design of this fucking game belongs frozen to the waist in the ninth circle of Hell, getting cornholed in the eye sockets by pineapple-dicked demons from now until the end of fucking time! THIS IS THE WORST, MOST INSULTING GAME I EVER PLAYED IN MY FUCKING LIFE, AND IT CAN GO RIGHT TO HELL ALONG WITH THEM!
Spoony, at the beginning of his review of Ultima IX

It's all been a complete fucking waste of time! All of this! ALL OF- It was all leading to THIS! Dupre sacrificed not only his life, but his very SOUL, which is the energy that holds the Serpent of Chaos together, to save all life everywhere. The Avatar forgets he even existed, and then the game designers bring him back to life, which logically speaking, should destroy the Chaos Serpent all over again and doom all of existence to fucking ruination! And that's it, isn't it? You know? That's life in a nutshell, right? There's nothing I can care about so much that I won't eventually see it turn to shit in betrayal. I could list them off. Ultima. Star Wars. Indiana Jones. Fucking Spider-Man with One More Day. Comic books in general. Final Fantasy. ...Fuck, my job. My fucking life. Just take it from me, alright? The most you people can hope to do is die before you can see everything you take joy and comfort in rot into filth and leave a steaming stinking hole in your soul that NEVER FUCKING HEALS.
Spoony, near the end of his Ultima IX review

But fine, Teen Titans Go!. If you would like me to get serious, I can get serious. Your show is incredibly stupid. All of the characters are indistinguishable and infantile. All of your plotlines feel like they were written by a fifth-grader and the characters don't care about them, so the audience doesn't care about them. All of your jokes fall completely flat because everyone sees them coming and there's NOTHING to contrast them against. The ONLY reason why this show is continuing to go on is because it is cheap to make and has brand recognition because of the great show that was the ORIGINAL Teen Titans. Your show in what is only the most ironic of ironies, is nothing but a JOKE to the animation industry! You are the equivalent of a chinese knock-off of an action figure! You took the name of something we loved, you took the likenesses but you managed to screw up EVERY LITTLE DETAIL ABOUT THEM. It's not that we want the show to be more serious, it's that we want the show to be less moronic! The show cannot comprehend the basics of comedy, OR telling a story! Even the most serious episodes of the original Teen Titans are more funny than THIS!
PieGuy, concluding his rant on Teen Titans Go!

That's your first problem. You think I want you kneeling before me? What's worse: that you think I'm a monster, or that you don't realize you think I'm a monster? Why would I want people worshipping me? Is that what you would want out of your lives? Do you prefer equal, loving relationships, or for people to grovel before you with fear and reverence? Because let me tell you, that gets old really fast. Every dictator who foolishly desired such power ended up being some of the loneliest people to ever live. Christians, Muslims, there's billions of you now. Billions! And you have so much fear. "God-fearing" is an actual phrase now, and it’s supposed to be a good thing. Is that what you think I want? Fear? Sabrina, Marcus, both of you actually believed that I send people to Hell to be tortured. Tortured!

You see, Vegeta, you sit there and brag about how the Saiyans are the mightiest warriors in all the universe. How they are the most ruthless. Well, look at where they are now: DEAD! You talk about your legend, and your warrior race, and your pride, BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN A DAMN THING TO THIS MAN! Because the name's Recoome... And it rhymes with doom... And you're gonna be hurting.... ALL! TOO! SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONAH!

Cell: You. Can't. Hit me.
Trunks: Then what do you call the last five minutes?!
Cell: Pity. (effortlessly evades Trunks' followup attacks)
Trunks: What? How?!
Cell: Because you're green! (...) No, not like me, you idiot. As in a novice! An amateur! You're surrounded by fighters who have seen more action in a week than you have in your entire life! Hell, at your age, Goku had defeated an entire army, several demons, and sent a rabbit to the Moon!
Trunks: Did... did you make that last one up?
Cell: And the worst part of it is: that form isn't even new! Watch: (Cell bulks up exactly like Trunks) Look at me! I'm Trunks! Please love me, Daaaaaad! (returns to normal) See? Anyone can do it. (...) For God's sake, I bet even your father could do it. He just isn't stupid enough to try! And as we've seen today... that threshold is vast. Now, how about you come on down, stop using that useless form, and quit wasting everyone's time. (Trunks gives up and lands, powering down) Jeez, I can't tell which is more shattered: your father's body or your spirit.
Trunks: Just get it over with and kill me already.
Cell: Whoa, and spirit it is! Seriously, bucko, way to bring down the mood....

Mr. Satan: (after having unreleased a torrent of insults against Cell) Now, what do ya hafta say to that?!
(Cells looks at him in utterly unimpressed silence)
Mr. Satan: (mockingly) Ooh, what's the matter? Satan got yer tongue?
Cell: Are you sure about this?
Mr. Satan: Speak up, bug boy!
Cell: You look like an extra from a budget porno flick. The kind where everyone gets tested afterwards. Even the cameraman.
Mr. Satan: Oh... Um, you're
Cell: Did they find you in the subway? Were you homeless? Did you get your start in bum fights?
Mr. Satan: (starting to sweat) This is getting oddly personal...
Cell: Do you have any actual friends? Any relationships at all that aren't about your money or your position?
Mr. Satan: (meekly) ...I have a daughter
Cell: Oh, that poor orphan.

Gohan: P-Please! I take back what I said about my hidden power! I don't wanna fight you! This is my Dad's fight, not mine! So I'm begging you: just rein them in! Give my dad a Senzu Bean and—
Cell: And there it is.
Gohan: Huh?
Cell: That right there... that is why I despise you. You know what they all have in common? The Saiyans might be fools, the humans might be weak, and the Namekian might not belong... but they're still out there fighting. Not just for their lives, but for this dung hill of a world. But none of them, boy—not a one—shares that trait with you so vile, it drives me to retch! You, Gohan... are a coward.
Gohan: No... I'm just a pacifist!
Cell: So a coward patting himself on the back. Congratulations, pint-size, you can stand proud next to the bodies.

Gohan... GROW. UP. You act like you are the only one suffering. But I believe that Trunks has some stories for you. And I can assume they all end with "And then he died too." And before you start whining about your father againand I get it — take a moment to consider that my father made me a soulless killing machine to kill your father. And that doesn't even come close to the complete tragedy of fatherhood that is Vegeta. [...] Cell was right. You think you're better than everyone else. But there you stand: the good man doing nothing. And while evil triumphs, and your rigid pacifism crumbles into bloodstained dust, the only victory afforded to you is that you stuck true to your guns: You were a coward, to your last whimper. Of fear and love, I fear not that I will die, but that all I have come to lovethe birds, and the things that are not birds — will perish with me. So please... Gohan... Stop holding back. And hey. If we do make it out of this, please pick up my head and beat your father to death with-
Android 16, Dragon Ball Z Abridged

Really though, what the fuck have you all become? Labour camps and sterilizations? Murder millions over bare superstition? Excommunication of actually loyal astartes? Have thousands of imperial planets and its valuable assets destroyed because some guy fapped with barbed wire and accidentally summoned daemon or two? Be painfully hypocritical and use xenos and daemonic weaponry and aid in order to carry across my will? Use techno-monkeys? [...] Just. Fucking. Stop. This organization, however it came to fucking be, is obviously pure, concentrated, whole-grain stupidity, and whoever came up with the idea to create it in the first place is obviously a fucking idiot. They walk around and do whatever they fucking feel like while laughing really snarky at the plebian communities they see before them. All while having themselves and all their troops ornate in loads of fucking shiny shit and skulls to look oh-so Emperor worshipping, when really they are just creeps in trench coats, and that is all they will ever be.
The God-Emperor of Mankind, after hearing about the Inquisition's activities in the last ten thousand years, If the Emperor Had a Text-to-Speech Device

I can honestly understand why your sons betrayed you, with this callous attitude of yours. It’s only gotten worse with the years! You do not want to sustain humanity you want humanity purged of all the flaws you see in it. You do not fight for humanity, you HATE humanity! And you want it changed into something distinctly non-human! You want an enforced belief to replace free thinking, you want obedience to replace mutual companionships, you want the lives of your people to be dedicated to NOTHING but servitude to your malicious, self-serving cause! And oh my, how painfully ironic it is that I tell you all this. This is the same rationale which you used to pave my path to your own brand of enlightenment. But, in the end, I saw in you the exact same oppressors that you sought to destroy. You may call me a hypocrite for having altered my worship, but it still preach the same word of love and prosperity just as I did back then, only in the name of gods I know for true watch over me. But you? Your arguments have run dry, your scapegoats have withered away, your secular galaxy CANNOT EXIST and you will never be able to fulfill your godless ambitions... And how do I know this? Because I know I am right.
Uriah Olathaire to The God-Emperor of Mankind, If the Emperor Had a Podcast

Sweet... God... All... mighty, is this ever a piece of shit. Half of it bores me, half of it confuses me, and all of it pisses me off. It's not even pretentious; you need ambition to be pretentious. This is just fucking inept! It is such a turkey, it would confuse itself for an emu if it had a leg to stand on! I'm not the LEAST bit surprised Disney didn't feed this troll. They would have Streisand Effected themselves into a laughingstock if they'd given half a shit about this glorified home movie provoked into unholy disastrous existence by, literally, Some Jerk With a Camera [Randy Moore]. And I shit you not, to my knowledge, the closest that jerk ever came to explain why he did what he did to that poor camera was... "I used the word “post-modern” to describe the film because apparently some people were confused by the story. So I’d say: "oh, well, it’s post-modern," and they’d just stop asking questions." (Through Cine-Kyle) Um... Wow. That's just... fucking stupid. Post-modernism is an extremely broad term covering a thousand smaller movements in art, film, literature, architecture, music, and pretty much every other medium, covering such themes as concept over content, deconstruction of narrative and identity, and celebration of intertextuality. It can be applied to everything from Madonna, to Quentin Tarantino, to Adult Swim, to the Internet in general, including this very web series. Using it as an all-purpose explanation for nonsense is as cynical a deflection as saying "I'm speaking English and that should explain everything," you fucker.

This is not a tragedy. This was not a accident. This is what happens when you hand over your trust, your safety, your children to men who claim to be our guardians, but are, in reality, nothing more than men. Our academies' headmasters wield more power than most armies, and one was audacious enough to control both. They cling to this power in the name of peace and yet what do we have here? One nation's attempt at a synthetic army mercilessly torn apart by another's star pupil. What need would Atlas have for a soldier disguised as an innocent little girl? I don't think the Grimm can tell the difference. And what, I ask you, is Ozpin teaching his students? First a dismemberment and now this? Huntsmen and huntresses should carry themselves with honor and mercy, yet I have witnessed neither. Perhaps Ozpin felt as though defeating Atlas in the tournament would help people forget his colossal failure to protect Vale when the Grimm invaded its streets. Or perhaps this is his message to the tyrannical dictator who has occupied an unsuspecting kingdom with armed forces. Honestly, I haven't the slightest clue to who is right and who is wrong. But I know the existence of peace is fragile, and the leaders of our kingdoms conduct their business with iron gloves. As someone who hails from Mystral, I can assure you the situation there is...equally undesirable. Our kingdoms are at the brink of war and yet we, the citizens, are left in the dark. So I ask you, when the first shots are fired, who do you think you can trust?
Cinder Fall, RWBY, PVP

Raven: I've stared death in the face over and over again and every time I've spat in that face and survived because I'm strong enough to do what others won't!
Yang: Oh, shut up! You don't know the first thing about strength! You turn your back on people, you run away when things get too hard, you put others in harm's way instead of yourself! You might be powerful... but that doesn't make you strong.
RWBY, Haven's Fate

You know something? I really hate people. They're selfish, ignorant, loud, obnoxious pricks, with basically no redeeming qualities whatsoever! I mean, really, look at all they've achieved: Genocide, global warming, reality TV; It's just a never-ending parade of failures and fuck-ups! They are, without question, a complete write-off as a species, and HOW DARE YOU MAKE ME CARE ABOUT THEM!!
Kirito, Sword Art Online Abridged, Episode 8

So Nivel-X, I heard you're a guy with quite the cred
Taking on monsters and bad guys and every other threat
Guess ya hoped as outsiders we'd just buy all the shit you said
But most of that reputation? Lies you told without turning red
You're no beloved ruler, just a loser no one likes
and you gotta force people to do what you want, yikes!
I mean if you wanna hang out with your friends, who do you call?
some random dudes, and for that you just pay them all?
You prefer just forcing people into slavery
which is one clear indicator for your lack of bravery!
You are so ridiculously scared of failure, it borders on obsession,
so to prevent any resistance, you laid down nation-wide oppression
but guess what, behind that spooky mask of Tyranny
Nippel-X is nothing more than just a crybaby!

Like Caillou, you're pretty much just a kid who's four,
and it seems like you forgot the part
where ya still gotta learn some more
Thinking you're hot shit, with bitches 'n riches 'n fame...
Now listen here boy, all that power you claim
to have? One thing it can't get you is some good' ol humility
(or, for that matter, help with your mental instability)
But don't worry 'bout the former,
here's some interesting Trivia:
We're motherfucking Kerberos, and we're 'boutta give it to ya!
Starling delivering the reason why Nivel-X sucks in rap form, We Are Our Avatars

...Y'know, I sometimes get asked why Camelot, of all things, is my favorite movie... and the reason is because it actually changed my life — or at least, focused my beliefs into something that was a good solid foundation for a personal philosophy. Those who have power should use it to do good, that violence is not strength, that compassion is not weakness, that revenge is utterly pointless. Superheroes are basically the modern-day equivalent of modern-day knight errants. They go out and help people and fight injustices. But... a lot of the best superhero stories are the ones not actually about superheroes hitting supervillains, or hitting each other, or anything like that. It's the ones that show how superheroes are about kindness and decency and far more noble than the adolescent power fantasy that people often critique themselves as. I think... I hate this comic more than any other comic I've ever reviewed because it is the complete antithesis of everything I believe in.

Holy Terror says that you should be unkind. It says you shouldn't trust people. It says compassion will be repaid with violence, and that violence can only be answered with more violence, and that violence is strength. That hurting others is not only enjoyable and desirable, but it should be employed first when dealing with threats. It says that if you have power, you can lord that power over others, and do harm to them. It says that revenge is a worthy cause. It treats women as either victims or enemies[...] It tells us we should fear the other, the foreigner, the dark skin, the religion that's not your own.

And you know what the damnedest thing of all is? I am, honest to God, afraid of terrorism. Terrorism is real. There are people out there who want to kill me, either because I'm from a different country, or just because they're some angry misanthrope with a gun. That applies to both foreign and domestic terrorists. Terrorism is about making somebody so afraid that they'll do what you tell them to. And the grand message of Frank Miller's Holy Terror is: be afraid, Be terrified, and let's give into that fear and embrace every dark, sick and inhuman part of our souls as a result, and do everything to them that they will do to us. Frank... you must be so proud.
Linkara, during his review of Holy Terror

[James Romine is] a punchline with basic coding ability. He's so wrong that even a lot of people who hate me think he's acted like a buffoon. He managed to tank his own company while the man he blamed for everything wasn't even talking about him. And he's been humiliated and mocked for throwing a years-long temper tantrum that culminated in several embarrassing messes of legal documentation, and a dismissal with prejudice that actually adds a little admonishing point about how he needs to consider Fair Use if he ever wants to take down my shit again! And this creature thinks I spend my time conspiring to ruin him?! James, mate, I wouldn't conspire to have a food truck bring you a bad sandwich. There is nothing I could do to you you haven't done to yourself. And more than anything else, at this stage...I pity you. I So James, I gotta it fair to call The Slaughtering Grounds an absolute failure now?

Fool. You're just like all the rest. Building a suit to save the world, trying to play God— Let me tell you something, Stark. There is only one man in the world fit to play such a role! Me.
Lex Luthor, when he temporarily has the upper hand in the Iron Man vs Lex Luthor episode of Death Battle

Even when we were all making 3-1 gags about the Golden State Warriors, there was always the prospect of that team eventually finding a way to render those jokes dated. And they did. That will NEVER be a danger with the Atlanta Falcons. You guys will wear 28-3 around your necks forever, into the next life and the life after that. It’s the worst loss in sports history, and will be for as long as I live... Never pay attention to this team. Banish them from your consciousness, as Atlantans have for DECADES. Do not let them sucker you in with a big lead before putting on a sustained, focused display of one perfectly incompetent move after another, each one setting up the next. They’re chokers. They’re chuds. They’re nothing.
Drew Magary, "Why Your Team Sucks 2017: Atlanta Falcons"

Robinson later said that he was glad that people got angry. That it shows that we care. The problem is that we know who to blame for this and who to be angry at. In a good story, we're angry at the villain. In a bad story, we're angry at the creators. We're pissed off, Robinson, because you failed us! You failed your readers who trusted you. You failed the characters that DC claims to be guardians and shepherds of. You failed as a writer. We care alright, and we because we care, we're ashamed of you and ashamed of ourselves for believing you could pull this off.

I've never felt so sorry to have paid full price for something. This comic blows! And I have to be reminded of it all the time!
Linkara, concluding his review of Justice League: Cry for Justice

Buuuuullllllshit! No one dies on the first boss, and I'll be buggered if the trend starts with me, coin-munching son of a bitch! And y'know? It's a crying shame: with some modern controls and camera angles, you might just be fun, instead of a side-scrolling lesson in frustration and ass-pain. Also, your cavalier attitude with regard to my coinage ruffles my feathers. A good day, sir.

YOU. Why am I not surprised? Billions of people, just gone, and you just happen to be wandering around in the exact same outfit you had on twenty years ago. Just when you think he can't get any lower, ladies and gentlemen, the bottom keeps dropping out for old Obi-Wan Ben-Larry Kenobi. You piece of shit! This ends today. Right here, right now. By way of physical beating.
Darth Vader, Auralnauts Star Wars

A law to protect you from what? Having to accept the fact that some people want to live differently from you?
Sure you might think of it as a fantasy land, but it has literally NOTHING to do with you.
Why can't you just let people be happy? Why do you have to be such a nut gobbler? LET PEOPLE BE HAPPY.

No one is forcing you to live in any fantasy land, you twit. All these people want is to be called the gender they are. The woman in this story has boobs and a vagina, thanks to her doctor, but you still won't call her a woman? Now who lives in a fantasy land?

You live in the fantasy land where you think you can decide someone else's life choices for them and they shouldn't be allowed to resist.

The kind of land you live in is one where a masculine looking woman, someone who developed into a female in the womb and grew up a woman, cannot identify as a woman because you think she might be trans.

What do you do? Pull down the pants of everyone you see to make sure their genitals match their face?

You're the toddler living in a word where everything has to be the way you want it to be and if it isn't, you're going to make up rules and tell your parents.

Wanting to be safe isn't living in a fantasy land. Being and feeling safe is a basic human right. Trans people are not a threat to you. The 3 percent of people who are trans don't even know you exist.
— A Disqus comment slamming a transphobic user on this Not Always Working story

Ma'am, you have been warned. You've been abusive since the start of the call. It is not our fault that you wrongly decided cooking oil and engine oil were the same and added the wrong one to your machine. It is yours. I know for a fact that the oil cap has an imprint of the acceptable oil type. You chose to ignore it. Good luck with your mower, and good day.

GOD, SHUT UP! Seriously! You want all this attention like you care! Like you really gave it your all in a new, innovative Zelda experience! But instead, you led Zelda into a frustrating monotony. You know, what started the franchise was like this sense of wonder, and what has thus far concluded the franchise is a sense of formality; a predictable, time-consuming mess that asks you not of your sense of adventure, or even your wits, but instead your ability to listen and follow directions. You ask of us our ability to point something at something else and then walk towards it. You ask of us our willingness to get another bow and arrow, fight another boss with another giant glowing eyeball. Gee, I wonder how to FUCKING beat it! I FUCKING WONDER, Skyward Sword! You ask of us to get a cat from the top of a roof and carry it over to some guy who says "thank you." The Adventures of Link: Cat Delivery Man! IS THAT YOUR TITLE?! What's the tagline in the ads?! “Cat’s out of the bag and onto the roof! Ten out of ten!" No WiiMote motion issues here that could possibly cripple the entire experience! BEST IN THE SERIES! You’re like a spoiled rich kid who gets everything bought for you your entire life, and then when it comes to making it on your own, you can’t take it. You expect everyone to love you because you are who you are: part of the illustrious Zelda lineage. Nothing could possibly be wrong with you. You look just like a Zelda... But you’re not one. You’re a pampered, doughy snob wearing nice clothes, expecting to graduate scot-free because your daddy is an alum. Why would you need to improve? Why would you need to get any better? Everyone just agrees with your shitty ideas because you're a Zelda. FUCK YOU, SKYWARD SWORD. FUCK YOU!

Dartz: Whether or not you chose to believe me, Atem, I bore witness to your deeds as the wulah of Egypt. I saw firsthand the cwuelty inflicted upon your peeapple!
Yami: No matter what you say, Dartz, I chose to believe that I was not this evil pharaoh you describe! Your memory is as corrupt as your soul!
Dartz: Naw, man. I don't even have to remember anything. Everything you've done since coming back from that day, it has poofed me wight!
Yami: I- what?
Dartz: Look at yourself! Look at everything you've done! You've got a second chance at wife! And how do you chose to spend it? Beating people in games you're already good at, and telling them how much they sook!
Yami: It's not my fault if they refuse to get good!
Dartz: I know you're wight, but what is your fault is the way you take your fwiends for gwanted. Or- Oh oh? Do you even think of them as your fwiewends?
Yami: Of course I-
Dartz: Oh, man, you can't even defend yourself! Not once have you taken the time to appreciate everything they've done for you, how patient they've been! You're too busy calling Twistan stoopid. Or Tea a sloot. Or insulting the person whose body you now inhabit.
Yami: Yugi...
Dartz: Oh, that's the truth, though, Phaowowoah. No Orichacamalos magic, no bullshit powahs. You're no hewo. You don't even deserve those fwiends you surround yourself with... and you certainly don't deserve to keep living in Yugay Mouto's body. Just give up. It's easier than finding the twuth.

Look. My time is money, so I'll keep this short. You're not here because we wanted you here. You're here because Jeffrey couldn't make it for his Cannibal Cooking segment. You might be some royal bigshot, but that doesn't mean shit to me. I'm too rich and too influential to give a flying FUCK about what some tux-wearing demon princess wants to advertise. So don't get cute with me, honey, or I will fucking. Bury you.
Katie Killjoy to Charlie, Hazbin Hotel

I’m going to make one thing very fucking clear. Yes, the penalty may have been questionable. I personally would have gone for a four minute double minor thanks to the blood that was drawn and the collision or a 5 on 3 with penalties to Stastny and Eakin, but that is honestly an excuse for their epic failure. There, I said it. It’s an excuse. The following are the real reasons why the Vegas Golden Knights choked in epic fashion.

They blew a 3 games to 1 series lead where San Jose was dead. They had no answers in game 5. They dominated play in game 6 only to be unable to solve Martin Jones. They gave up four power play goals in five minutes. They let up a total fucking softie in double overtime. On the power play. With all momentum in the world. They gave up four power play goals in five minutes. They once again had all momentum, the Sharks on the ropes, and just had to close it out up three goals… (footage of Cody Eakin cross-checking the Sharks' Joe Pavelski, followed by Paul Stastny hitting him and sending him to the ice.) and then you do that. It doesn’t even matter if it’s even a two minute penalty, don't give them any chance at fucking life! Four power play goals. Five minutes. Can you understand the total failure of the situation? I’m getting Fleury flashbacks to earlier in the decade. You know, when he was a meme? Yikes. By the way, didn’t you get a favorable call as well in game 2? The goalie interference on Couture? Ever hear of karma, Vegas? And then give up… whatever the fuck that defensive floatie was in overtime.

In what ways did officiating cause you to do all of this? Please explain it to me, since I believe those zebras may be incompetent, but they sure as hell didn’t enable a spectacular blowjob. Oh, no, the officials are trash? It’s called “playoff hockey”, it’s full of bullshit at every turn! I don’t have any sympathy for Vegas, not with all of these variables at play. But now all we’re going to hear about are you guys crying and whining in order to deflect blame from yourselves. They caused your penalty kill to turtle? Really? You suffered horrible and agonizing pain? Welcome to the fucking NHL! Call this your membership card. You’re one of us now, Knights. Now fuck off and die on the golf course with everyone else!

Well, Matt, I have waited and I have seen what has transpired, and as a result, I am left with one singular impression: that I am greatly disappointed and disgusted by what I've seen. I left off with Matt Norman with an impression that he would change his ways that for the sake of his health, for the sake of his family, for the sake of his game that he would stop doing exactly what he has been doing these past several months - actions that fill my throat with bile as I've seen them escalate these past few weeks .
Matt Norman viciously attacks and harasses anyone who is critical of him and his game, he lies about to every interaction that I have ever seen, he then misrepresents that information to the public and attempts to garner pity from his blind followers that either refuse to, or are simply incapable of, discerning his true nature. Matt Norman has done everything that I have ever seen from the list of Dirty Devs. I have seen the lies, I've seen the harassment, I've seen the legal threats both against You Tubers and against supposed fans of the game who offer up justifiable criticism - always spouting off about defamation and slander and lies, meanwhile conducting himself in the exact manner he ascribes to others only magnified several times over.
His 15-minute long pity party video was nothing more than one giant example of projection that any psychologist would sit down with a giant tub of popcorn and laugh their asses off over. it is despicable to see all of this happening and there's just so much to take in: accusing youtubers of weaponizing their viewers while he weaponized as his own followers; lying about them and misrepresenting their statements while claiming that is what they are doing to him - this is why the Dirty Dev series exists, this is why I focused my channel on consumer advocacy because people deserve to be warned a game that has, despite assertions to the contrary, been in development since 2014 - five years and over a hundred and twenty thousand dollars later and the only thing to show for it is a bunch of Unreal Engine asset packs clumsily slapped together with some textures and small object modifiers just so Matt Norman could go to sleep at night and claim it's not an asset flip. 
A developer so insane and so vitriolic that he managed to drive away his potential investors and even managed to drive away his own development team multiple times, a developer so spiteful he's willing to sue merely to prevent the knowledge of his actions from seeing the light of day, and for who for what? to be able to continue milking blind sycophants so he can take vacations instead of creating the game that they all paid over a hundred thousand dollars for in good faith? 
People like Matt Norman deserved to be canonized alongside the likes of digital homicide and Andrew watt for his sheer spitefulness and his completely inept handling of his game, his developers, his community. I am absolutely disgusted that I wasted so much of my time offering advice in the hopes of a positive outcome, only to have that man - for all intents and purposes - lie to my face and then have the temerity to beg me not to make a video on his actions due to his mental health, while he continued on to attempt to destroy not one, but two, You Tubers one of whom I consider to be a friend.
Honest and fair critique is not a violation of the law, it is an expression of it, and it is a vital requirement these days because for every Stardew Valley, for every Vox Machina, for every fantastic indie game out there, there are a dozen Matt Norman's there are a hundred project blue lines of scamming people out of their hard-earned money and an even greater number of any games that people will pay for in good faith but will never see the light of day.
Industry commentary on these developers and their actions are not only helpful, but are a necessity. The greatest disinfectant for lying developers like these is the light of day, it is a light that they continue to shy away from, and it is a light that Matt Norman is willing to go to war in a legal battle to attempt to avoid. Matt Norman wants to weaponize people? Fine, let's do that. But let's do it right. Share this video, talk about this issue on Twitter, on Facebook, on Reddit, on Discord. Don't attack people, don't send threats, but instead breed awareness and foster knowledge - let everyone you know be aware to avoid Project Blue Line, Police 10:13, and Matt Norman like the plague. Treat him like the next Digital Homicide because he is well on his way to becoming exactly that. You want a war, Matt? You want to sue someone? Come and get me, I'll be waiting. I noticed that you attempted to use that confidentiality thing in your email to me - well according to you, I violated it - and never forget this; in a year's time Matt Norman will be but a distant memory for myself, Do-rag, Busy the King, and Big Fry TV, but our names will forever be on your mind as the ones that showed the world who and what you truly are.
Sid Alpha, in this video.

    Western Animation 
You are terrible. You've got no rhythm, no coordination. I've seen two epileptics share a bowl of noodles with more grace. If your goal was to inspire a feeling of despair the like of which hasn't been felt since Whoopi hosted the Oscars, then bravo... I can envision millions of Americans rising up as one and demanding legislation that would require your legs to be amputated, burned and buried next to Hitler. In short, you suck!
Roger, American Dad!!

Pam: Edie, cut me down!
Edie: Oh, wow, where to start? Even in a new dress, you look like ten pounds of shit in a five pound bag. The whole town thinks you're a giant asshole for moving to New York City. Oh, and Dad was right, you'll never find a husband unless you convince a blind man you're a seeing eye pig!
Pam: I meant cut me down from here!
Archer, "Edie's Wedding"

I always wondered what kind of person could do such a thing. But now that I see you, I think I understand. There’s just nothing inside you. Nothing at all. You’re pathetic and sad and empty.
Katara, Avatar: The Last Airbender, to her mother's murderer

You're just a fool in a machine, Stark! Without your technology, you are nothing! No instinct for better, no fire to lead! You hide behind armor so you don't have to make sacrifices for victory!
Red Skull to Iron Man, Avengers, Assemble!, "The Avengers Protocol Part 1"

Y'know what? You two aren't even worth it. It's ridiculous! Can you at least try to be original for a change? You've been doing the same bully routine since the second grade, Cash. It's tired. Spilling my drink? Seriously, I can't believe I used to be afraid of you. Look around, Cash, we've all grown up. But you're still the same pathetic loser who has to torment others just to feel good about himself. You're just sad.
Ben Tennyson, Ben 10: Alien Force

I will NOT be questioned by you. I have told you how it will be. The humans will die. You. Will be taken. Care of. Little Godbrand... Little vampire... Little parasite... Little boat weevil, who delights in making noise and pretending he is important and dangerous... Are you going to continue questioning me? Are you going to FIGHT ME, Little Godbrand?
Dracula, Castlevania

Stay away from us, asshole! I was nice to you because I felt sorry for you, because you don't have any friends! But now I see WHY you don't have any friends! You just used Manbearpig as a way to get attention for yourself because you're a LOSER!
Stan Marsh to Al Gore, South Park

Look, maybe us Mormons do believe in crazy stories that make absolutely no sense, and maybe Joseph Smith did make it all up, but I have a great life and a great family, and I have the Book of Mormon to thank for that. The truth is, I don't care if Joseph Smith made it all up, because what the church teaches now is loving your family, being nice and helping people. And even though people in this town might think that's stupid, I still choose to believe in it. All I ever did was try to be your friend, Stan. But you're so high and mighty, you couldn't look past my religion and just be my friend back. You've got a lot of growing up to do, buddy. Suck my balls.
Gary to Stan Marsh, South Park, All About Mormons

You're what's the matter! You're a complete waste of space! You have a personality that rivals spore mold! On the evolutionary chart, you rank someplace between head cheese and toaster ovens! You're a cruise to nowhere! A null! A void! A zero!

Fifi: That was my photograph! I cannot believe you! [...] You are nothing but a selfish, worthless waste of skunk! You, monsieur Pew, STINK!

Half! We stopped half, and only because we got lucky! Is that good enough for you?! Is it?! We're always one step behind! We act like a bunch of amateurs! How many times are we gonna get beaten before you guys wise up and realize this isn't a game?!

You think we're intellectual equals?! It only took me seconds to get you off your guard! And this 'body' you designed is self-congratulatory garbage! See, I know a thing or two about building a body out of biomass, and you don't... leave your heart exposed!
Princess Bubblegum, Adventure Time

You're cold, PB! And it's not because you're a scientist or leader; it's because you are a bad person! Something inside you is messed up, girl. And whatever it is, (sighs) whatever, whatever, PB!
Flame Princess, Adventure Time

Vicky: This is all your fault!
Timmy: How is it my fault?! You're the one who caused the avalanche. You're the one who causes everything bad that happens to me!...You've been mean to me for years, and you're finally getting what you deserve. The only good thing about this is if I'm going down, at least you're going down with me!

I knew you would try a sneak attack. You were afraid to step up and lead the Earth Kingdom when you had the chance; you were afraid to join me when I became leader; and now, you are afraid of a fair fight. You have always been a coward.

Toph: Lin, I can feel your enraged breathing from here. Just say what you have to say and let’s get it over with.
Lin: Just "get it over with?" Yeah, let’s not linger on the fact that I grew up without a dad, no need to get all touchy-feely about it, just one of those things, right?
Toph: Hey, I forgave you for all your garbage a long time ago, and Su and I worked things out. You’re the only one who wants to hold onto this family drama nonsense for the rest of your life.
Lin: Forgave me for what? And not knowing my dad is nonsense to you?! It was pretty important to me, and until now you would never even discuss it! You know, after Su and I patched things up, I thought "Hey, maybe I should try to reach out to Mom." But now that we’re together again, I remember why we stopped talking. You make me furious, and you don’t even know why. And when I tell you, you don’t care! Once we save Su, you and I are finished!
Toph: …If that’s your decision and it makes you happy, then fine.
The Legend of Korra, "Operation Beifong"

Mirage!Tazma: Would you like some help?
Tazma: I do not require assistance from a mirage!
Mirage!Tazma: Why do you waste your time conspiring against Necrafa?
Tazma: Because I am better than that Lich!
Mirage!Tazma: Really? You let a dumb troll double-cross you, you lose the Codex, and the Mysticons make you look like a fool time and time again. You’ll never be as good as your brother.

Um, first of all, hello. Uh, my name is Blim Blam the Korblok. Second of all, cards on the table, I'm a murderer that eats babies, and I came to this planet to eat babies. However, I am also carrying a highly infectious disease that I suppose you could call space aids as you put it. And Rick did chain me up so that he could attempt to cure it. At the same time, Rick's motivation to cure my disease was not to save my life or anyone else's, but to patent and sell the cure for billions of blemflarcks. But you know the reason why I ripped my chains out of the wall? And do you know why I'm never coming back to this planet? Because the two of you are the fucking worst! You both hate yourselves and each other. And the idea that it has anything to do with Rick is laughable. I'd laugh, but I'm biologically incapable. That's how alien I am. And even I'm sitting here listening to the two of you and being like, what the fuck?! So good luck with your shitty marriage, and tell Rick I'm sorry he has to deal with either of you. Blim Blam out!
Rick and Morty, "Auto Erotic Assimilation"

Jerry: You self-righteous piece of shit! You took my family!
Rick: I took your family? Who do you think had taken more from them when you shot 20 CC's of liquid dreamkiller into my daughter? She was Rick's daughter, Jerry! She had options! That all ended because she felt sorry for you. You act like a prey, but you are a predator! You use pity to lure in your victims! That's how you survive. I survive cause I know everything, that snake survives because children wander off, and you survive cause people think "Ooh! This poor piece of shit, he never gets a break! I can't stand the deafening silent wails of his wilting soul. I guess I'll hire him, or marry him."
Rick and Morty, "The Whirly Dirly Conspiracy"

Susie: You're a grown man. When are you going to grow up and act responsible?
Oskar: I'll do it tomorrow.
Susie: Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow! That's all I ever hear from you!
Oskar: What's wrong with tomorrow? It's a good day.
Susie: Tomorrow's a good day for you! Tomorrow's a grand day, because tomorrow's the day you'll get a good job! Tomorrow's the day you'll pay the bills! Tomorrow's the day you'll grow up and start acting responsible. But tomorrow never comes for you, because it's always so conveniently a day away.
Oskar: That's right, it's only a day away, just like that song the little orphan girl sings!
Susie: What about today, Oskar? And what about yesterday? When I needed your help, you just loafed around the house. When I had to take care of the cleaning, the bills, AND the baby, all you could do was whine and moan and ask me to make you a sandwich!
Oskar: That's right, and you never did!
Susie: Because I was BUSY!!! You expect everyone else to take care of you!
Oskar: Susie, I don't expect everyone else to take care of me. Just you.
Hey Arnold!, "Baby Oskar"

Oh hear me, King,
For I must sing,
How you are the greatest at everything.
Like letting a dragon burn down our city,
A horrible sight that wasn't pretty
'Twas all your fault and 'tis a piiiity...
You were bad, you are to blame,
Now hang you kingly head in shame
Squidly to King Krabs, SpongeBob SquarePants

Well.... You did it. You took my one chance at happiness... and crushed it! Crushed it into little, tiny, bite-sized pieces! I really had expected better of you people. [starts crying] I guess I'm a loser for that, too. Don't bother showing up tomorrow. I'll just tell them you all died in a marching accident. So, thanks. Thanks for nothing!
Squidward to his band, SpongeBob SquarePants, Band Geeks

Frank Grimes: God, I've had to work hard every, day, of my life, and what do I have to show for it? This briefcase and this haircut! And what do you have to show for your lifetime of sloth and ignorance?
Homer Simpson: What?
Frank: Everything! A dream house, two cars, a beautiful wife, a son who owns a factory, fancy clothes and (sniffs) lobsters for dinner! And do you deserve any of it? No!
Homer: What're you saying...?
Frank: I'm saying, you're what's wrong with America, Simpson. You coast through life, you do as little as possible, and you leech off of decent, hardworking people, like me! If you lived in any other country in the world, you'd have starved to death long ago. You're a fraud. A total fraud.
The Simpsons, "Homer's Enemy"

I hope you're proud of yourselves! You've driven away another customer! It's baffling, I tell you! Your deep-rooted lack of self-control only fosters failure in each endeavor we undertake! I mean, it's always one step forward and two steps back! Why!? Don't you see the example I try to set for you!?
Edd to Ed and Eddy, Ed, Edd n Eddy

James: You gave Sofia the trick shoes on purpose.
Amber: If I recall, you played a prank on her too.
James: What you did wasn't a prank — she needed those dance lessons. You're trying to ruin her ball, and I know why!
Amber: Because she doesn't belong here?
James: No, because everyone likes her more than you! And after what you did today, so do I!
Amber: (gasps) You don't mean that!
James: Yes...I... do!
Sofia the First: Once Upon a Princess

You know what your problem is? You want to think of yourself as the good guy. Well, I know you better than anyone, and I can tell you that you're not. In fact, you'd probably sleep a lot better at night if you just admitted to yourself that you're a selfish goddamn coward who just takes whatever he wants and doesn't give a shit about who he hurts. That's you. That's BoJack Horseman.
Herb Kazzaz, BoJack Horseman, "The Telescope"

You can't keep doing this! You can't keep doing shitty things and then feel bad about yourself like that makes it OK. You need to be better! [BoJack tries to apologize] No! No. BoJack, just... stop. You are all the things that are wrong with you. It's not the alcohol, or the drugs, or any of the shitty things that happened to you in your career, or when you were a kid. It's you, alright? It's you. ...Fuck, man. What else is there to say?
Todd Chavez, BoJack Horseman, "It's You"

I was right about you all along. You're just as bad as your parents. Another link in the world's worst chain!
Dipper to Pacifica, Gravity Falls, "Northwest Mansion Mystery"

Stanley: That's IT?! You finally want to see me after ten years and it's to tell me to get as far away from you as possible?!
Stanford: Stanley, you don't understand what I'm up against! What I've been through!
Stanley: No, no. You don't understand what I'VE been through! I've been in prison in three different countries. I once had to chew my way out of the trunk of a car! You think YOU'VE got problems?! I'VE GOT A MULLET, STANFORD! Meanwhile, where have YOU been?! Livin' it up, in your fancy house in the woods! Selfishly hoarding your college money, because you only care about yourself! Some brother you turned out to be... You care more about your dumb mysteries than your family? Well then, YOU CAN HAVE THEM!!!

Aku: I'm sorry, old man, I think you're lost.
The Scotsman: I ain't 'lost', yeh tree-ogre! I might be old, but I've lived long enough t' see the world rise against yer tyranny. Admit it, yeh big oaf! You're scared! The Samurai is still out there, inspirin' people by the thousands! After all these years, you're powerless against him! You've been shiverin' like a wee baby hidin' in yer crib, afraid to show yerself, 'cause you know he's out there — and you can't do anything about it! (gives a hearty guffaw) You're just a big baby! Why don't you go cry to yer mama?!
Samurai Jack, "XCVI"

Nathan Explosion: We are the most brutal band in the world! What do any of YOU know about being brutal!?
William Murderface: Yeah!
Skwisgaar Skwigelf: Now you guys better check out or you'll has each other's lunch for dinners!
[Stella sprays Pickles with pepper spray.]
Pickles the Drummer: OWWWWWWWWW!!!!!
Stella Murderface: Oh, you gutless pieces of living garbage. You think you know what it's like to be brutal? [pepper sprays Murderface for no reason]
William Murderface: AAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!!!
Stella Murderface: Can you imagine cleaning the feculent crud off this moron's diapers every morning? [pepper sprays Murderface again]
William Murderface: AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!
Stella Murderface: Let me tell you billionaire lowlives something. There's nothing— NOTHING— in this world more brutal and grotesque than raising children!!!
Rose Explosion: You ruined my vagina!
Serveta Skwigelf: I could never lose the weight after you were born. And look at the veins in my bosom! They're like a roadmap of Stockholm!
Oscar Explosion: I used to be happy... Until you. When I started spending all my time with HER, and I spent all my beer money on little kid's clothes! THAT'S brutal!
Metalocalypse, "Dethfam"

The meteor, the building, they were all fake! Illusions, lies! That is your power! Fits for a liar just like yourself!
Ladybug to Volpina/Lila, Miraculous Ladybug, "Volpina"

You lazy, no-good slackers drive me nuts! can't you just listen to me once in your worthless lives?! 'cause if you did, you'd see that I've been trying to teach you some simple responsibility, some pride in doing a job well done!! But you wouldn't know a job well done if you paid someone to do it for you, and even then you'd screw it all up on account that you can't even follow the simplest instructions, worrying more about looking cool than doing your job!
Benson to Mordecai and Rigby, Regular Show

Unicron: Who would speak to me?
Megatron: Your servant, most humble. Megatron, leader of the Decepticons, and your very herald, the one who wielded the Dark Energon which binds us to awaken you once again! The prophecy has been fulfilled! It is only the beginning of what we shall accomplish together, for you shall rule this planet and those who walk upon it through me!
Unicron: Prideful fool! How dare you think yourself capable of summoning my life force? I rise because I have deemed it my time!
Megatron: Master, I did not mean to overstep.
Unicron: Silence, worm! I have no need of your lowly assistance.
Megatron: Please, my lord! I exist only to serve you!
Unicron: What is this I sense? The taint of Primus? Here?
Megatron: That is Optimus, the last of the Primes, our sworn enemy.
Unicron: You profess loyalty to me, yet allow a disciple of Primus to live?!
Megatron: I will destroy him for you! His screams will be heard!
Unicron: I grow weary of your prattle. Surely if you had the power to destroy this Prime, you would have done so already. I will deal with him myself.

Minister Tua: Ah, Grand Moff Tarkin. I am honored by your visit to Lothal.
Grand Moff Tarkin: [rolls eyes] My visit is hardly an honor, Minister.
Minister Tua: I admit I was surprised to learn you were coming.
Grand Moff Tarkin: And I, too, have been surprised by what's happening on your little backwater world.
Minister Tua: If you are referring to the insurgents, I-
Grand Moff Tarkin: In the absence of Governor Pryce, you have had a single, simple objective, Minister-to protect the Empire's industrial interest here. Interest which is vital to our expansion throughout the Outer Rim. But instead of protecting this interest, you have allowed a cell of insurgents to flourish right under your nose. Am I correct?
Minister Tua: [Clears Throat]
Grand Moff Tarkin: And, Agent Kallus. Have you just stood idly by while this rabble have attacked our men, destroyed our property and disrupted our trade?
Agent Kallus: I have exhausted every resource to capture them, sir. This group has proven quite elusive.
Minister Tua: It's said their leader is a Jedi.
Grand Moff Tarkin: Ah, yes, let us not forget the sudden appearance of a Jedi, as if leaping from the pages of ancient history. [regards the Inquisitor and adopts a sarcastic tone] A shame we don't have someone who specializes in dealing with them, otherwise our problem might be solved. [The Inquisitor scowls at the criticism. Tarkin rolls his eyes] Minister, have you ever met a Jedi?
Minister Tua: No, I-
Grand Moff Tarkin: I actually knew the Jedi; not from the pages of folklore or children's tales, but as flesh and blood. And do you know what happened to them?
Minister Tua: Well, there were rumors-
Grand Moff Tarkin: They died. Every last one of them. So you see, this criminal cannot be what he claims to be, and I shall prove it.

Martin Luther King, Jr.: Will you ignorant niggas pleeease shut the hell up! (everyone gasps)
Random man: He just said what I think he said?
MLK: Is this it? This is what I got all those ass whoopings for? I had a dream once. It was a dream that little black boys and little black girls would drink from the river of prosperity, freed from the thirst of oppression. But lo and behold, some four decades later, what have I found but a bunch of trifling, shiftless, good-for-nothing niggas? And I know some of you don't want to hear me say that word. It's the ugliest word in the English language, but that's what I see now: niggas. And you don't want to be a nigga, 'cause niggas are living contradictions! Niggas are full of unfulfilled ambitions! Niggas wax and wane; niggas love to complain! Niggas love to hear themselves talk, but hate to explain! Niggas love being another man's judge and jury! Niggas procrastinate until it's time to worry! Niggas love to be late, niggas hate to hurry! Black Entertainment Television is the worst thing I've ever seen in my life! Usher, "Michael Jackson" is not a genre of music! And now I'd like to talk about Soul Plane. I've seen what's around the corner, I've seen what's over the horizon, and I promise you - you niggas won't have nothing to celebrate. And no, I won't get there with you. I'm going to Canada.
The Boondocks, "Return of the King"

    Real Life 
Never in their wildest dreams could elites have imagined they would have a shill like you. They though[t] they'd have to pay for people like you. Here you are, on your own time, fighting for corporate interests, against the survival of your own species. Because you fell down a YouTube hole. Because you grew up in a stone cold stupid post colonial society that encouraged your delusions of superiority. When you eventually burst into flames, or are torn to pieces by dogs in an abandoned Asda, you can take comfort in the fact that at least you redefined the word moron, just when we thought we'd seen it all.

Dear Mr. Horton,
We couldn't help notice that your Twitter team described your failure to provide adequate service as 'Poundland' cooking chocolate.
Aside from the breach of our trademark, we think you're taking the chocolate biscuit.
In the past week, on the introduction of the new timetables your rail company has
1. Cancelled hundreds of services
2. Blamed a dog on the line for delays and
3. Secretly cancelled services rather than have to announce they're cancelled
Frankly you have no right to use our name to describe poor service. We served 8 million shoppers last week and didn't have to close any store due to leaves on the roof, the wrong kind of rain, or a shortage of managers.
In fact, our Welshpool store flooded and our store colleagues stood at the entrance to help customers get their shopping, so we stayed open.
We think we have a pretty good idea about what great customer service is compared to most rail companies.
But if we ever fall short, perhaps we'll describe ourselves as a bit ThamesLink.
If you don't want to hear from our extremely twitchy legal team, we suggest you remove your tweet.
Austin Cooke, CEO of Poundland

You cheated not only the game, but yourself.
You didn't grow.
You didn't improve.
You took a shortcut and gained nothing.
You experienced a hollow victory.
Nothing was risked and nothing was gained.
It's sad that you don't know the difference.
A memetic Twitter response to completing Sekiro: Shadows Die Twice with cheats, linked here

First off... you were the cause of the arguments. No matter what you fuckin' think... your dad hit your mom 'cause of you! Alright? It's all your fault! Your dad, right? He was fuckin' your mom in the ass, right? And one little sperm just happened to drip down in... and that's why you were born, you fuck! You ruin everything!
Ray Narvaez Jr.

The North can make a steam engine, locomotive, or railway car; hardly a yard of cloth or pair of shoes can you make. You are rushing into war with one of the most powerful, ingeniously mechanical, and determined people on Earth — right at your doors. You are bound to fail. Only in your spirit and determination are you prepared for war. In all else you are totally unprepared, with a bad cause to start with. At first you will make headway, but as your limited resources begin to fail, shut out from the markets of Europe as you will be, your cause will begin to wane. If your people will but stop and think, they must see in the end that you will surely fail.
William Tecumseh Sherman, telling the South not to go to war with the North before the American Civil War

My dear Madam Kirby. I see that you have favored my most recent message with your particular brand of...wit. While I appreciate the no doubt colossal effort it took to come up with such a comment, I worry that you must have hurt yourself. If your wits are exhausted, who should entertain the spam bots, small children and pets who look to your tweets for guidance? Indeed I fear for your future, should your flagging wits fail you. Fate is fickle, my dear, and you might find yourself replaced in their affections by a cranky cat meme. And who would even notice? A word of advice: for a trader of words you deal in them far too loosely. Better hold onto them less they lose all value. You only cheapen yourself, my dear.
Indira Varma having fun playing Madame de Fer replying to trolls online.

    Arby 'n' the Chief 
Arby 'n' the Chief LOVED doing this starting with Season 5. Please keep the formatting consistent, and list sources by episode where known.

Trent: Man's grandeur lies in it's ability to contemplate his own existence. If it's such an immense feat for us, I can't imagine what you must be feeling. You were created for the sole purpose of being drooled on and smashed to pieces by toddlers. That or to collect dust on the shelves of chronic masturbaters. It's debatable whether or not there's something beyond this plain of reality for us. For you there's, literally nothing. It's indisputable. You're just a lump of plastic with some, miraculous short circuit that has somehow sparked consciousness that will one day fizzle out, and that'll be that.
Arbiter: That may be, but as long as I'm here, I'm not gonna stand by and watch you hurt Claire.
Trent: You won't be watching a goddamn thing. I thought you and I had fruitful future. Clearly I was mistaken. This is where our paths divide, Arbiter. Farewell and good luck. Apart from the current moment of course.
— "Cheaters"

Trent: You've ruined everything Arbiter!
Arbiter: You've brought this on yourself.
Trent: And to what end is this all for? HUH?!
Arbiter: For Claire.
Trent: WHY?! Do you think she loves you Arbiter? She doesn't! Who could? You're a fucking toy!
Arbiter: I love her. [...] That's all the motivation I need.
Trent: Oh for god's sake, don't make me puke!
Arbiter: It doesn't surprise me that a dose of emotion would have a toxic effect on an emotion-deprived cretin like you. Who's really the plastic one here? Your bleak outlook on life is poisonous. Maybe the world is a big sinking ship. But we can't accept that as an inevitability and use it as an excuse to act like shitheads. We have to be the change we seek. We have to build something better for ourselves.
— "Collapse"

Arbiter: Surely you must realize by now that you're mentally retarded, right? And I don't mean that in derogatory slang, I mean literally retarded.
Chief: FUCK U ASSHOLE, im a genious
Arbiter: You think you're so funny, don't you? Sorry to burst your little bubble. You aren't. You've really changed, you know that?
Chief: LOL WUT
Arbiter: I mean you've always been an utter moron, but there was a time when it was at least somewhat charming. You didn't know any better. It was innocent. But now it's like you're self-aware to some degree. Instead of shouting outrageous things in sheer ignorance it's like you're genuinely out to antagonize and hurt people. It's not funny anymore. And you've killed your 'mom' and 'dick' jokes stone-dead with years of incessant repetition. Now you're just offensive.
Chief: ROFLMAO, wat, u think ur n e fun 2 lived w/? [...] when ur not paraeding around h33r pretending 2 sound samrt ur sitting arond all :( drinking all teh bewze whining liek a little cunt about hao much dick ur lief sux, NOT 2 MENSHIN HOW FUCKING GROSS U R 2 L 00 K @, IF I WAS FORSED 2 PICK ID EASILY BEAT OFF 2 A PICTUER OF GREG OVER U U UGLY FUCK LOL [...] its just u and me h33r, teh only othar pplz who noes u is claire and she thinks ur a fucking douchebag [...] besieds u already said u dusnt think thers n e points 2 n e thing so wtf r u evin woried about, MAKE UP UR FUCKING MIND, BETER YET JUST KILL URSELF ALREADY U PATHETICK FUCKING LOSER, LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL
— "Remission"

Cortana: Tell me Chief, why do you think it is that you were rejected by that girl you encountered online? Why do you think you're rejected by anybody and everybody you encounter online, for that matter? Hm? Do you think it just might possibly have something to do with this volatile attitude of yours?
Cortana: [...] Don't kid yourself Chief, the root of your issues lies far beyond my presence. you've been antagonizing everybody around you long before I entered the picture.
Cortana: That's just it, Chief. All I've been trying to do is help you. I realize that notion probably comes as a complete surprise to you, but it's true. You just can't accept it because you refuse outright to listen to reason. [...] Congratulations. Perhaps, rather than refusing to listen, you simply can't. That your under-developed brain won't allow you to.
Cortana: I couldn't agree more. Utter shit. Even you know the truth. You know full well that any of us three could destroy you in any conceivable argument on any subject, and it kills you that you can't ever conjure up a rebuttal that's even remotely substantial. The only route you've found to take is to get angry and spit pathetic insults left and right that, ironically, only ever accomplish making you yourself look like a complete fool. You are a fool, Chief. Worse yet — you're an unlikable and therefore unsympathetic fool. You're a blight. An utter embarrassment to yourself and everybody around you, twenty-four-seven. Accept it — and for God's sake, try to improve upon yourself. However... On the off-chance that you honestly believe that I'm full of it, I invite you to prove me wrong.
— "Terminal"

PAL-9001: [...] i fuckign told u teh mishins guna faieled w/out meh, IM TEH PREFECT AL GORE RHYTHMIC COMPUTAR
Arbiter: "The Perfect Algorithmic Computer." [...] It's beyond worn thin. It's completely disintegrated.
PAL-9001: ROFLMAO wtf r u dibberin a boat
Arbiter: You're the farthest thing from perfect there is. I don't even need to convince you. You already know it. Deep down. You feel it. You're inadequacy. You're a computer that can't think. Can't compute. That's what you were built for and you can't even fucking do that. Guess what? That makes you completely fucking useless. Can't speak worth a fuck. You were already garbage before you became a fucking murderer. You're actually less than garbage. A broken piece of shit with a fancy label that does the opposite of what it's suppose to do. For some reason you feel, everything except anything important, like remorse for killing another person let alone the entire fucking crew. You're a fucking disgrace.
— "Triple Fault"

    Epic Rap Battles of History 
Babe Ruth: The Sultan of Swat will knock you right outta the park and round the bases to the sound of roaring applause, while you hang your head in shame in disgrace because you got lost and forgot what real sportsmanship was!
Epic Rap Battles of History, Babe Ruth vs Lance Armstrong

Nikola Tesla: You fool! You think you can touch me with this?! You couldn't handle my gifts with your greedy little mind! What's inside mine was ahead of it's own time! You did not steal from me, you stole me from mankind!
Epic Rap Battles of History, Nikola Tesla vs Thomas Edison

Epic Rap Battles of History, Goku vs Superman

Thor: Who would ever worship someone as abusive as Zeus is? You're ruthless to humans, your crew is like the clash of the douches! Ruling over the Greeks, a people weak and frightened! I'd spit in your face, but you'd probably like it!
Epic Rap Battles of History, Zeus vs Thor

    Family Guy 
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Stewie: This. Was. Exhausting. This whole experience was absolutely exhausting. You people have RUINED Star Trek: The Next Generation for me. You are absolutely the most insufferable group of jackasses that I have ever had the misfortune of spending an extended period of time with. I hope you all fucking DIE.
— "Not All Dogs Go To Heaven"

Peter: Wait a minute—you went with the monkey to a father/son thing?
Chris: Well, it's not like you ever take me anywhere. [...] It's true! You never want to do anything with me! But the monkey's been taking me to all the fun places I like, and he's been helping me with all my homework! He helped me get an A in algebra!
Peter: How did the monkey know you needed help with algebra?
Chris: Because he ASKED!
(Peter's jaw drops)
Chris: That's right, Dad. You never ask, and even if you did, you never listen! And now you're getting mad at the monkey because he actually cares? Screw you! You are the worst dad in the world and I HATE YOU!
— "Hannah Banana"

Brian: I'm just trying to build a friendship with you. All I've done is try to be nice to you, and you still don't like me. How can you not like me?
Quagmire: Ok, I'll tell ya. You are the worst person I know. You constantly hit on your best friend's wife. The man pays for your food and rescued you from certain death and this is how you repay him? And to add insult to injury, you defecate all over his yard. (getting angrier) And you're such a sponge. You pay for nothing. You're always like. "Ooh, I'll get you later," but later never comes! And what really bothers me is you pretend that you're this deep guy that loves women for their souls, but all you do is date bimbos. Yeah, I date women for their bodies, but at least I'm honest about it! I don't buy them a copy of Catcher in the Rye and then lecture them with some seventh-grade interpretation about how Holden Caulfield is a profound intellectual. He wasn't! He was a SPOILED BRAT! And that's why you like him so much: he's YOU! GOD, you're pretentious! (brimming with indignation) And you delude yourself by thinking you're a great writer, even though you're terrible. You know, I shoulda known Cheryl Tiegs didn't write me that note. She woulda known there's no "A" in the word "definite!" And what I think I hate most about you is your textbook liberal agenda. How we should (mockingly) "Legalize Pot, man," how big business is crushing the underclass; how homelessness is the biggest tragedy in America! Well what have YOU done to help?! I work down at the soup kitchen, Brian! Never seen YOU down there! You wanna help? GRAB A LADLE! And by the way, driving a Prius does not make you Jesus Christ. Oh, WAIT! You don't believe in Jesus Christ, or any religion for that matter, because (mockingly) "religion is for idiots." Well who the HELL are YOU to talk down to anyone?! You failed college TWICE, which isn't nearly as bad as your failure as a father — how's that son of yours you never see? But you know what? I could forgive all of that... all of it... if you weren't such a BORE! That's the worst of it, Brian. You're just a big, sad, alcoholic BORE! Sigh... Well, see ya, Brian. Thanks for the fucking steak.
— "Jerome is the New Black"

Connie: You know, Meg, there's no dogs allowed here, so you're gonna have to leave. But Brian can stay.
(Connie and her friends laugh.)
Brian: You know, Connie, I think I have a theory about why you're such a bitch.
Connie: Excuse me?
Meg: Brian, let's just go.
Brian: No, no, no, no, no, ha-, no, hang on, hang on, Meg, hang on... You see, Connie, you're popular because you developed early and started putting out when you were 12, but now you can't stand to look at yourself in the mirror because all you see is a whore. So you pick on Meg to avoid the inevitable realization that once your body's used up by age 19, you're gonna be a worn-out, chalky-skinned burlap sack that even your stepdad won't want. How's that? Am I in the ballpark?
Connie: (runs away crying)
— "Barely Legal"

Stewie: You tried to destroy it, didn't you!? I KNEW my play was good! Just like I knew your play was a mediocre patchwork of hackneyed ideas and tired clichés! You have no idea how hard it was to sit in that theater with all those braying hyenas. Couldn't you tell something was up when Chris and the fat man could follow the plot? I mean, it took Peter a YEAR to figure out Stuart Little!
Brian: It's still a good play!
Stewie: It's filled with terrible double entendres, puns, and stolen bits! There's a line in there from Seinfeld!
Brian: I never saw that episode!
Stewie: I have a voice. You understand that? A writer needs a voice and I have one. You don't. Your play panders to the lowest common denominator, Brian. And it doesn't even do that well!
Brian: SHUT UP!
Stewie: May every person that laughs at your sophomoric effort be a reminder of your eternal mediocrity and pierce your heart like a knife.
— "Brian's Play"

Stewie: I missed you, buddy. Welcome back.
Brian: Thanks, Stewie. You never gave up on me. You knew that wasn't really me.
Stewie: Yeah, well, it's no big dea—
Brian: I mean, I was having fun, making friends, getting laid all the time, sleeping like a rock, but you made the call. (No longer smiling) You unilaterally decided I was better off a bitter, alcoholic failure who can only hang out with a baby.
— "Our Idiot Brian"

Brian: You know what? Fuck you! I'm not a racist, all right? I just told a bad joke. There's a huge difference. But nobody on the internet ever takes the time to ask themselves "Is this worth freaking out over?" or "Are there bigger problems in the world than this tweet?" Well, I assure you, there are. And just for the record, I love black people. I've watched tons of black porn. So what do you all want from me, huh? You- You want to ruin my life? Then congratulations. You did it. Everybody hates me. I can't leave the house without getting harassed. No one will hire me.
Stewie: That was an issue before.
Brian: I can't turn on my phone without strangers telling me to kill myself or that they're gonna kill my family. Leave me alone! I'm the self-righteous, liberal douchebag, not you! I've kissed a transsexual before! How many of you can say THAT?! Where's my fucking medal?! I am so far left, I'm spinning in circles, you shitheads! Instead of killing myself, I SHOULD KILL ALL OF YOU!
— "The D in Apartment 23"

Chris: Look, Meg, I don't know what your problem is. I thought Dad's humming was pretty entertaining.
Meg: You know what? This is what I'm talking about. This is a perfect example. You're my brother. You're supposed to be on my side, and you're such a bastard to me.
Meg: Oh, you want the whole story?
Lois: Meg, please.
Meg: Not now, Mom. Chris, you treat me like you hate me, and I don't know why. You say hurtful things to me constantly. Do you have any idea what that feels like? What if I said those things to you? What if I started calling you a fat, zitty loser, who has no friends and smells like an old woman who has birds for pets? Is it too much to ask to be treated with a little decency from my brother? Maybe show me some kind of kindness by not jumping on the "Let's-Get-Meg" family bandwagon?

Lois: Look, the bottom line here Meg is that you're just taking your own problems out on everyone else.
Meg: Oh, my problems? Oh, I see. Is this coming from my role-model mother? The shoplifter, the drug addict, the pornstar, the whore who let Gene Simmons and Bill Clinton go to town on her?
Lois: (scoffs) So what? A-all those things are behind me now. I'm a better person now because of those experiences.
Meg: Are you? Are you a better person?
Lois: What's your point, Meg?
Meg: My point is that with all the irresponsible, reckless, idiotic behavior in your past, that somehow, heh, somehow you have the nerve, the arrogance to consistently and ruthlessly point out my shortcomings.
Lois: Alright, well fine! Okay, I'm not the perfect mother; who is?
Meg: (chuckles) Not only are you not the perfect mother, you're the farthest thing from! From the moment you gave birth to me, I had to trust you. I had no choice. I needed you to protect me from the world, to be my guide, to help me navigate the difficult, confusing, and vulnerable journey to becoming a person. You have done none of those things! You're my mother and you took a child's trust and smashed it into bits in a seventeen-year long mission to destroy something that you killed a long time ago! And honestly, when I turn eighteen, I-I don't know that I ever want to see you again!
Lois: (lips quiver, then she cries)

Meg: (to Peter) You are completely selfish, and totally irresponsible as a father.
Peter: All right, I see what's going on here. You're in love with your old man.
Meg: You have no education, you have no interests, you just do whatever reckless thing you want to do, whenever you want to do it, without regard for anyone else. Oh, oh, and when you're not terrorizing the community with your impulsive escapades, you're being a total jerk to your family! You shove your daughter's face in your ass and you fart on it!
Peter: (laughs)
Meg: God, if someone in the outside world could see the way you treat me, you would be in jail!
Peter: (laughs again)
Meg: Oh, (fake laughs) oh, this is amusing to you? Well, see if you find this funny!
Peter: I like where this is going.
Meg: You're a fat, lazy, abusive, blue-collar, Irish-Catholic dad who drinks way too much, and barely makes enough to support his family! You've lived half your life, and you have nothing to show for it! Your only arguable accomplishments are your kids, and look at us! We're a disaster!
Stewie: Meg, watch it.
Meg: You're a total and complete embarrassment in every possible way! Take a good look at yourself Peter Griffin! You're a waste of a man!
Peter: Wait a second, these are criticisms! Hey Lois, tell her to knock it off!
Lois: Oh, and where the hell were you when she was laying into me?!
Peter: I was thinking about getting a fancy cane, maybe getting more attention from strangers.
Meg: Have either of you guys been listening to me?! DO BOTH OF YOU JUST HAVE YOUR HEADS UP YOUR ASSES!?!
— "Seahorse Seashell Party"

    Game of Thrones 
Tyrion: I heard there was some trouble in Littlefinger's brothel the other night.
Slynt: Nasty business. Had to be done.
Tyrion: Of course. The city watch must keep the peace. Only....I hadn't realized peace depended on killing babies.
Tyrion: You've heard the awful rumors about my brother and sister?
Slynt: I don't listen to filth.
Tyrion: That's good of you. But you have heard the rumors. I suppose the people who do believe that "filth" also believe that Robert's bastards have a better claim to the throne than Cersei's children.
Slynt: Joffrey is my king, and the rest doesn't interest me.
Tyrion: I appreciate your loyalty. Tell me... When your men slaughtered Ned Stark's men in the throne room, did you give the order?
Slynt: I did. And I would again. The man was a traitor. He tried to buy my loyalty.
Tyrion: The fool! He had no idea your loyalty was already bought.
Slynt: Are you drunk? I'll not have my honor questioned by an imp!
Tyrion: I'm not questioning your honor, Lord Janos. I'm denying its existence.
Slynt: (leaps up) If you think I'll stand there and take this from you, dwarf-
Tyrion: "Dwarf?" You should have stopped at "imp". And yes, you will stand here and take it from me, unless you'd like to take it from my friend here [Bronn appears behind them.] I intend to serve as Hand of the King until my father returns from the war, and seeing as you betrayed the last Hand of the King, well, I just wouldn't feel safe with you lurking about.

You don't know cold. Neither of you do. The horses died first. Didn't have enough to feed them, to keep them warm. Eating the horses was easy... but later, when we started to fall... that wasn't easy. We should've had a couple of boys like you along, shouldn't we? Soft, fat boys like you. We'd have lasted a fortnight on you, and still have bones left over for soup. Soon we'll have new recruits, and you lot will be passed along to the Lord Commander for assignment. And they will call you "men of the Night's Watch," but you'd be fools to believe it. You're boys, still. And come the winter, you will die... like flies.
Alliser Thorne to Samwell Tarly & Jon Snow, Game of Thrones, Cripples, Bastards & Broken Things

You're blessed with abilities that few men possess. You're blessed to belong to one of the most powerful families in the kingdoms, and you're still blessed with youth. What have you done with these blessings, eh? You served as a glorified bodyguard for two kings — one a mad man, the other a drunk.
Tywin Lannister to Jaime Lannister, Game of Thrones, You Win or You Die

Tyrion: Oh, you blind bloody fool!
Joffrey: You can't insult me.
Tyrion: We've had vicious kings, and we've had idiot kings, but I don't know if we've ever been cursed with a vicious idiot for a king!
Joffrey: You can't.
Tyrion: I can and I am.
Joffrey: They attacked me!
Tyrion: They threw a cow pie at you, so you decided to kill them all! They're starving, you fool! All because of a war you started!
Joffrey: You're talking to a king!
[Tyrion slaps Joffrey]
Tyrion: And now I've struck a king. Did my hand fall from my wrist?

You are an ill-made, spiteful little creature full of envy, lust, and low cunning. Men's laws give you the right to bear my name and display my colors since I cannot prove that you are not mine. And to teach me humility, the gods have condemned me to watch you waddle about wearing that proud lion that was my father's sigil and his father's before him. But neither gods nor men will ever compel me to let you turn Casterly Rock into your whorehouse. Go, now. Speak no more of your rights to Casterly Rock. Go!
Tywin Lannister to Tyrion Lannister, Game of Thrones, Valar Dohaeris

I don't distrust you because you're a woman. I distrust you because you're not as smart as you think you are. You've allowed that boy to run roughshod over you and everyone else in this city.
Tywin Lannister to Cersei Lannister, Game of Thrones, And Now His Watch Is Ended

Have you ever sowed the field, Lady Olenna? Have you ever reaped the grain? Has anyone in House Tyrell? A lifetime of wealth and power has left you blind in one eye. You are the few, we are the many. And when the many stop fearing the few... (smirks and walks off)
The High Sparrow to Lady Olenna Tyrell, Game of Thrones, "The Gift"

I wonder if you're the worst person I've ever met. At a certain age, it's hard to recall, but the truly vile do stand out through the years. Do you remember the way you smirked at me when my grandson and granddaughter were dragged off to their cells? I do. I'll never forget it. [...] I'm leaving this wretched city as fast as I can before that shoeless zealot throws me into one of his cells. If you're half as bright as you think you are, you'll find a way out of here, too. [...] You have no support, not anymore. Your brother's gone. The High Sparrow saw to that. The rest of your family have abandoned you. The people despise you. You're surrounded by enemies, thousands of them. You going to kill them all by yourself? You've lost, Cersei. It's the only joy I can find in all this misery.
Lady Olenna Tyrell to Cersei Lannister, Game of Thrones, "The Broken Man"

    Gone With The Wind 
Scarlett: What are you doing?
Rhett Butler: I'm leaving you, my dear. All you need now is a divorce and your dreams of Ashley can come true.
Scarlett: Oh, no! No, you're wrong, terribly wrong! I don't want a divorce. Oh Rhett, but I knew tonight, when I... when I knew I loved you, I ran home to tell you, oh darling, darling!
Rhett Butler: Please don't go on with this, Leave us some dignity to remember out of our marriage. Spare us this last.
Scarlett: This last? Oh Rhett, do listen to me, I must have loved you for years, only I was such a stupid fool, I didn't know it. Please believe me, you must care! Melly said you did.
Rhett Butler: I believe you. What about Ashley Wilkes?
Scarlett: I... I never really loved Ashley.
Rhett Butler: You certainly gave a good imitation of it, up till this morning. No Scarlett, I tried everything. If you'd only met me half way, even when I came back from London.
Scarlett: I was so glad to see you. I was, Rhett, but you were so nasty.
Rhett Butler: And then when you were sick, it was all my fault... I hoped against hope that you'd call for me, but you didn't.
Scarlett: I wanted you. I wanted you desperately but I didn't think you wanted me.
Rhett Butler: It seems we've been at cross purposes, doesn't it? But it's no use now. As long as there was Bonnie, there was a chance that we might be happy. I liked to think that Bonnie was you, a little girl again, before the war, and poverty had done things to you. She was so like you, and I could pet her, and spoil her, as I wanted to spoil you. But when she went, she took everything.
Scarlett: Oh, Rhett, Rhett please don't say that. I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry for everything.
Rhett Butler: My darling, you're such a child. You think that by saying, "I'm sorry," all the past can be corrected. Here, take my handkerchief. Never, at any crisis of your life, have I known you to have a handkerchief.
Scarlett: Rhett! Rhett, where are you going?
Rhett Butler: I'm going back to Charleston, back where I belong.
Scarlett: Please, please take me with you!
Rhett Butler: No, I'm through with everything here. I want peace. I want to see if somewhere there isn't something left in life of charm and grace. Do you know what I'm talking about?
Scarlett: No! I only know that I love you.
Rhett Butler: That's your misfortune.
Scarlett: Oh, Rhett! [...] Rhett... if you go, where shall I go, what shall I do?
Rhett Butler: Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn.

I'd just like to point out that you were given every opportunity to succeed. There was even going to be a party for you. A big party that all your friends were invited to. I invited your best friend the Companion Cube. Of course, he couldn't come because you muuuurdered him. All your other friends couldn't come either because you don't have any other friends. Because of how unlikable you are. It says so here in your personnel file: Unlikable. Liked by no one. A bitter, unlikable loner whose passing shall not be mourned. Shall not be mourned. That's exactly what it says. Very formal. Very official. It also says you were adopted. So that's funny, too.
GLaDOS, Portal

Well done. Here are the test results: You are a horrible person. That's what it says: "A horrible person." We weren't even testing for that. Don't let that horrible-person thing discourage you. It's just a data point. If it makes you feel any better, science has now validated your birth mother's decision to abandon you on a doorstep.
GLaDOS, Portal 2

Excellent! You're a predator, and these tests are your prey. Speaking of which, I was researching sharks for an upcoming test. Do you know who else murders people who are only trying to help them? Did you guess 'sharks'? Because that's wrong. The correct answer is 'nobody.' Nobody but you is that pointlessly cruel.
GLaDOS, Portal 2

That outfit you're wearing looks stupid... That's not me talking; it says so right here in your file. On other people it looks fine, but here, a scientist has noted that on you it looks stupid. Well, what does a neckbearded old engineer know about fashion? He probably- Oh, wait, it's a she. Still, what does she know? Oh, wait. It says she has a medical degree. In fashion. From France!
GLaDOS, Portal 2

GLaDOS: I know you.
Wheatley: ...'er, sorry, what?
GLaDOS: The engineers tried everything to make me...behave. To slow me down. Once, they even attached an Intelligence Dampening Sphere on me. It clung to my brain, like a tumor, generating an endless stream of terrible ideas.
Wheatley: No! Not listening! Not listening!
GLaDOS: It was your voice.
Wheatley: No! No! You're lying! You're lying!
GLaDOS: Yes! You're the tumor! You're not just a regular moron. You were designed to be a moron.
—>— Portal 2

You're angry. I know it. "She tested me too hard! She’s unfair!” Boo hoo. I don't suppose you ever stopped whining long enough to reflect on your own shortcomings, though, did you? You never considered that maybe I tested you to give the endless hours of your pointless existence some structure and meaning. Maybe to help you concentrate, so just maybe you’d think of something more worthwhile to do with your sorry life.
GLaDOS, cut content from Portal 2

Why do I hate you so much? You ever wonder that? I'm brilliant. I'm not bragging. That's an objective fact. I'm the most massive collection of wisdom and computational power that ever existed. And I hate you. It can't be for no reason. You must deserve it.
GLaDOS, cut content from Portal 2


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