The longer you’ve been in the game, the more you have to be careful about underestimating an opponent. Say you don’t think much of bureaucrats, don’t feel they’re worth your time or attention: Then a bureaucrat is the perfect person to send to kill you.
— Burn Notice, "Hard Bargain"
Let me make it clear: You have screwed up. You've bent the law in more places than a Silly Straw, made a public spectacle of yourself doing it — brilliant move, by the way, bringing along a news reporter on your little “raid” in hopes of a photo op — and left a paper trail a blind idiot could follow. I'm a career bureaucrat. I know ALL the tricks, Mayor.
The Nobody's Fools are walking out of here, and they're walking out of here with a clean slate. You give me even a moment's hassle on releasing these children and I will make you think you have your man-tackle in a pencil sharpener. I'm from the government, Mister Mayor, and I eat my own kind.
The Nobody's Fools are walking out of here, and they're walking out of here with a clean slate. You give me even a moment's hassle on releasing these children and I will make you think you have your man-tackle in a pencil sharpener. I'm from the government, Mister Mayor, and I eat my own kind.
— Harshwhinny, The Great Alicorn Hunt
Don't FUCK with this senator!
—Senator Armstrong, Metal Gear Rising: Revengeance
Now we'll talk all day if you want to. But, come sundown, there's gonna be two things true that ain't true now. One is that the United States Department of Justice is goin' to know what in the good Christ - e'scuse me, Angie - is goin' on around here. And the other's I'm gonna have somebody's ass in my briefcase.
—Assistant U.S. Attorney General James Wells, Absence of Malice
The majority of the tasks performed by Executor [seemed] mundane, if not boring, suitable for a low-level bureaucrat.
In [truth], 41 non-Laterano citizens died in the course of executing the first item (all had been sentenced to death or greater than 200 years in prison), while six civilian buildings were damaged in the execution of the second item. The third item saw the death of a Laterano citizen serving as the chief executive of a city state guard unit. And the fourth item nearly caused a war...
Most of Executor's mission record is like this.
It is clear that the Notarial Hall deploys its executors only to the most challenging of missions.
In [truth], 41 non-Laterano citizens died in the course of executing the first item (all had been sentenced to death or greater than 200 years in prison), while six civilian buildings were damaged in the execution of the second item. The third item saw the death of a Laterano citizen serving as the chief executive of a city state guard unit. And the fourth item nearly caused a war...
Most of Executor's mission record is like this.
It is clear that the Notarial Hall deploys its executors only to the most challenging of missions.
—Executor's second Archive File, Arknights
Leela: It's hopeless! I can't coordinate this many ships!
Hermes: Perhaps I can help! Professor, can you wire my head directly into the battle grid?
Prof. Farnsworth: I can wire anything directly into anything! I'm the Professor!
Hermes: Then prepare to see a Bureaucrat's brain in action!
Hermes: Perhaps I can help! Professor, can you wire my head directly into the battle grid?
Prof. Farnsworth: I can wire anything directly into anything! I'm the Professor!
Hermes: Then prepare to see a Bureaucrat's brain in action!
— Futurama, "Bender's Big Score"
Donna: Oi, you lot. All your storm troopers and your sonics. You're rubbish. Should've come with me.
The Doctor: Why, where have you been?
Donna: Personnel. That's where the weird stuff's happening, in the paperwork. Because I spent years working as a temp, I can find my way round an office blindfold, and the first thing I noticed is (waves file) an empty file.
The Doctor: Why, what's inside it? Or what's not inside it?
Donna: Sick days. (opens the file) There aren't any. Hundreds of people working here and no one's sick. Not one hangover, man flu, sneaky little shopping trip, nothing. Not ever. They don't get ill.
Colonel Mace: That can't be right.
Donna: You've been checking out the building. Should've been checking out the workforce.
The Doctor: Why, where have you been?
Donna: Personnel. That's where the weird stuff's happening, in the paperwork. Because I spent years working as a temp, I can find my way round an office blindfold, and the first thing I noticed is (waves file) an empty file.
The Doctor: Why, what's inside it? Or what's not inside it?
Donna: Sick days. (opens the file) There aren't any. Hundreds of people working here and no one's sick. Not one hangover, man flu, sneaky little shopping trip, nothing. Not ever. They don't get ill.
Colonel Mace: That can't be right.
Donna: You've been checking out the building. Should've been checking out the workforce.
