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Ideas abound and I can't stop obsessively asking if I'm the only one who approves!
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Ideas abound and I can't stop obsessively asking if I'm the only one who approves!
Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.
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Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.
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Jack and Wade
Captain Jack Sparrow: "Why is the rum always gone?"
Wade Wilson aka Deadpool: "Because the chicken beat you to the other side of the road!"
JS: "I haven't the foggiest what you are trying to say, mate."
WW: "That's because you don't speak English, you Caribbean... crabapple. Ah, that sucked."
JS: "I believe it is not so much the words ye drivel to which I fail to latch comprehension, mate. Nay, it's more probable the meaning of ye'r choice of words is beyond the grasp of us both, eh?"
WW: "What?"
JS: "I say, how say you to this proposition, eh? We toddle into this distillery of fine liqu-or and whilst I will be so tactfully distracting the clerk, you tippity-toe down the back ways and smuggles us a couple o'crates o'rum. Savvy?"
WW: "To hell with that, dude! I got uzis. I'll just mow them down and take whatever I want."
JS: "Right. I'm having a thought. What if you didn't fire any bullets into any bodies any time tonight thus preventing the unnecessary making of loud noises thus avoiding the allure of attention from unwanted onlookers thus circumventing the eventual alert to authorities whom wil be only all too eager to track us, arrest us, maim us, imprison us, what-have-you, eh?"
WW: "But... I like shooting people. I mean, I really like shooting people. It makes up 90% of the scenes in the comics in which I'm featured."
JS: "I have no problem with that. I enjoy shooting people as well. Stabbing them. Robbing them. Plundering, pillaging, hobknobbing, whatever it can be said a man can do. However, I believe our exploits will be somewhat more successful if we avoid unnecessary bloodshed for the time at hand."
WW: "I can't not shoot someone, man. That's, like, against my code or something."
JS: "That's commendable, it really is, to have a code you live by. I, too, am honorbound to adhere to a code of sorts. Pirate's code. Allow me to assure you one thing. The only rules in life that matter are these: what a man can do and what a man can't do. For example, I can leave you here to murder and induce mayhem at your leisure whilst I rob a second shop of any convenience. In that way, both or one of us goes home happy, eh? And you. You say you can't not shoot someone. Well, that may be but perhaps you can wait until a more opportune moment. For instance, once I've walked away with my rum... miles away... many miles away... say, out of range of sight or sound so that when you fire your weapon, the police ne'er suspect you and I are at all acquainted."
WW: "Whatever, man. Fine. We'll do this your way. But you gotta get me to that Isla de Muerta so I can get my hands on that gold."
JS: "Eh? Why do you want Cortez's gold?"
WW: "Cortez..? Man, that's a stupid name. Anyway, I want to try out that curse, man."
JS: "Did you not earlier tell me that you are already, in part or most ways, immortal?"
WW: "Yeah, sure, immortal. But I don't look like a skeleton in the moonlight. I want to know what that looks like."
JS: "Allow me to save you the trouble. You would look like a skeleton, mate. In the moonlight."
WW: "Man, dude, come on! Don't spoil this for me. I bet it'd look sick!"
JS: "Yes, I believe you would look quite sickly. But remind me. You cannot die. Can you? And as the curse requires a man's body to first be dead before he can be undead, the curse would ne'er apply to you, would it, eh?"
WW: "Urrrrrrrrrgh! Khaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!"
JS: "I miss the monkey."
Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.
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