Qui-Gon told me to stay in this cockpit, and that's what I'm going to do!


[to Indy] Asps... very dangerous. You go first.


I have reflected on this case at great lengths, ladies and gentlemen. Now I understand the prosecutors have suspicions. Perhaps Mr. Sabich was there that night. They might be entitled to that inference. And before yesterday, I might have even said that there were reasonable grounds for those suspicions. Now, I'm not so sure. After yesterday, there is no proof of motive here. There is no evidence that there ever was an intimate relationship between the defendant and Ms. Polhemus. There is no proof so far as I am concerned to give a reasonable person grounds to believe that they had carnal relations on the night of her death. In point of fact, there's not one shred of direct proof that Mr. Sabich murdered Ms. Polhemus. So under these circumstances, I cannot allow this trial to continue. Mr. Sabich, you are discharged, sir. And I cannot begin to tell you how sorry I am that any of this has taken place. Not even the pleasure of seeing you free can make up for this... this disgrace to the cause of justice. I wish you Godspeed. Case dismissed.

Judge Larren Lyttle

Oh, no, not me. Not old Carol. The night is young and I'm not hittin' the rack till I get a little action.


Charlotte: 25 years. That's, uh, well it's impressive.
Bob: Well you figure, you sleep one-third of your life, that knocks out eight years of marriage right there. So you're, y'know, down to 16 and change. You know, you're just a teenager at marriage. You can drive it but there's still the occasional accident.

[after taking Polyjuice potion and looks like Harry] Look away. I'm hideous

Fleur Delacour

Don't let people take away your potential Chappie.


You're a fascist pig!

Theodore Faron

I just want to be perfect.


Larabee: I'll do it sir, I have no problem exposing myself.
Agent 99: Do you ever think before you open your mouth?
Larabee: No, I tend to just whip it out there.

She calls the woman and asks to see her; stops first at the U and logs into the computer. Now she has her alibi. She goes to the woman. The woman lets her in. When her head is turned, she removes the instrument from her bag and strikes. The destroyer is destroyed. She takes a cord out that she brought along, and ties her body in ways her husband described that perverts do. She feels power; control. A sense that she's guided by a force beyond herself. She takes a syringe and injects the contents of the ziploc bag. Leaves the glass on the bar. Unlocks the door and windows. And goes home. And life begins again.

Barbara Sabich

Ahaha! To the top of Mount Nool, as fast as lightning, away I go!


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