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Count Dooku: It's a great pity that our paths have never crossed before, Obi-Wan. Qui-Gon always spoke very highly of you. I wish he were still alive; I could use his help right now.
Obi-Wan: Qui-Gon Jinn would never join you.
Obi-Wan: Qui-Gon Jinn would never join you.
René Belloq: How odd that it should end this way for us after so many stimulating encounters. I almost regret it. Where shall I find a new adversary so close to my own level?
Indy: Try the local sewer.
Indy: Try the local sewer.
— Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark
Big Chris: Let me tell you how this can be resolved by you, the good father. note
JD: Go on.
Big Chris: He (Harry) likes your bar.
JD: Yes.
Big Chris: He wants your bar.
JD: And?
Big Chris: D'you want me to draw you a picture?
JD: Look, that boy doesn't know his arsehole from his earhole. This is my bar. It's got nothing to do with him.
Big Chris: What, and I care? Remember, you have the luxurious advantage of being able to sustain your son's life.
JD: I do know your reputation. So I choose my words very carefully. You can tell Harry... to go fuck himself.
Big Chris: Careful, JD. You'll give Harry another heart attack. Now... I'll put that down to shock. Only once. Only once can I, or shall I, let you get away with that. Your son's got three days to find half a mill. Make up your mind which you prefer... your bar... or your son's life.
JD: Go on.
Big Chris: He (Harry) likes your bar.
JD: Yes.
Big Chris: He wants your bar.
JD: And?
Big Chris: D'you want me to draw you a picture?
JD: Look, that boy doesn't know his arsehole from his earhole. This is my bar. It's got nothing to do with him.
Big Chris: What, and I care? Remember, you have the luxurious advantage of being able to sustain your son's life.
JD: I do know your reputation. So I choose my words very carefully. You can tell Harry... to go fuck himself.
Big Chris: Careful, JD. You'll give Harry another heart attack. Now... I'll put that down to shock. Only once. Only once can I, or shall I, let you get away with that. Your son's got three days to find half a mill. Make up your mind which you prefer... your bar... or your son's life.
Literature
Kirito: (aloud) You're Morte from the DKB? (narrating) He had been using reasonably polite speech, so I could have stood to return that level of courtesy, but I wasn't in the mood after learning that he'd been trying to spy on me. The man didn't seem to be bothered by my brusque response. He did the show of fake applause again.
Morte: You get your info quick for not hanging around the town at all. Yep, the name's Morte. Guess you could say naming's not my forte, ha-ha-haaa."
Morte: You get your info quick for not hanging around the town at all. Yep, the name's Morte. Guess you could say naming's not my forte, ha-ha-haaa."
— Sword Art Online Progressive
Video Games
Bete Louga: You've got guts sauntering around in my town...
Kurumi Tokisaki: Oh, you're...Who again?
Bete: Come again?! Don't play dumb with me you little runt!
Kurumi: Oh, my. What a vicious doggy we have here. Come back when you're a well-behaved kitty, will you?
Kurumi Tokisaki: Oh, you're...Who again?
Bete: Come again?! Don't play dumb with me you little runt!
Kurumi: Oh, my. What a vicious doggy we have here. Come back when you're a well-behaved kitty, will you?
— Memoria Freese, during the Date A Live crossover campaign Ais Catastrophe
Hoyt Volker: So, got your little reunion with Riley. Brought a tear to my eye. And I'm rarely moved. I'll admit, I underestimated you. Torturing your own brother. Destroying half my organisation! But, let the chips fall where they may, right? I forgive you. So, name your price. Everybody has one. You're all puppets, and we pull the strings! The system was designed to work that way!
Jason Brody: Screw your system!
Jason Brody: Screw your system!
Pagan Min: I say you have two choices. One, you could shoot me, boring. Or you could sit down, enjoy some food, and you and I will go scatter your mother's ashes together. (if Ajay decides not to shoot him)So, who did you kill? Hm? Was it Amita? Sabal? It doesn't really matter, I already know. I just want to hear you say it.
Ajay Ghale: Fuck you.
Pagan: Oh my goodness, boy. You didn't even blink. Well, you do realize that you're giving away your country, right? It's yours. It's always been yours. Kyrat is yours. I pulled you off the bus in the first place to pass it on to you. I suppose you could take it back. You're halfway there. One down, one to go.
Ajay Ghale: Fuck you.
Pagan: Oh my goodness, boy. You didn't even blink. Well, you do realize that you're giving away your country, right? It's yours. It's always been yours. Kyrat is yours. I pulled you off the bus in the first place to pass it on to you. I suppose you could take it back. You're halfway there. One down, one to go.
Sojiro: Welco- (cut-in shows his shocked face) You...
Youji: Hello, there! It's been quite a while, Sakura-san! I heard you opened up a shop, so here I am. It wouldn't have hurt to mention it to me though. Huh, you've got a real nice location here. Right by the station and everything.
Sojiro: (glares) Your order?
Youji: No small talk? That's cold. Oh, but that smell... Sure brings back memories! You're still making that curry, huh? I guess you haven't gotten over her yet...
Sojiro: (still glaring) Your order, sir?
Youji: Hello, there! It's been quite a while, Sakura-san! I heard you opened up a shop, so here I am. It wouldn't have hurt to mention it to me though. Huh, you've got a real nice location here. Right by the station and everything.
Sojiro: (glares) Your order?
Youji: No small talk? That's cold. Oh, but that smell... Sure brings back memories! You're still making that curry, huh? I guess you haven't gotten over her yet...
Sojiro: (still glaring) Your order, sir?
The Boss: Do you have any idea who you're fucking with?
Phillipe Loren: Of course. (looks at a Johnny Gat bobblehead) A remarkable likeness. These visions are of Viola and Kiki DeWynter. And I am Phillipe Loren, chairman of a multinational organization called The Syndicate.
Shaundi: Never heard of it.
Loren: Evidently not, or you would not have robbed our bank. Perhaps you're wondering why you're still breathing at this point?
Johnny Gat: Actually, I wonder why my foot's not up your ass at this point.
Loren: Like it or not, Mr. Gat, our organization is expanding into Stilwater. I am offering you the chance to leverage your assets against your lives. (To Viola and Kiki) Ladies?
Viola: (displaying a pie chart of a percentage deal) You may continue to operate the Saints/Ultor media group as you see fit, in exchange for 66% of your monthly gross revenue.
Kiki: That is before taxes, of course.
The Boss: Listen, you French fuck...
Loren: Please! I am Belgian
Johnny: So make yourself a fuckin' waffle! We're done here.
Loren: (sighs) And I had so hoped to come to a rational business arrangement.
Phillipe Loren: Of course. (looks at a Johnny Gat bobblehead) A remarkable likeness. These visions are of Viola and Kiki DeWynter. And I am Phillipe Loren, chairman of a multinational organization called The Syndicate.
Shaundi: Never heard of it.
Loren: Evidently not, or you would not have robbed our bank. Perhaps you're wondering why you're still breathing at this point?
Johnny Gat: Actually, I wonder why my foot's not up your ass at this point.
Loren: Like it or not, Mr. Gat, our organization is expanding into Stilwater. I am offering you the chance to leverage your assets against your lives. (To Viola and Kiki) Ladies?
Viola: (displaying a pie chart of a percentage deal) You may continue to operate the Saints/Ultor media group as you see fit, in exchange for 66% of your monthly gross revenue.
Kiki: That is before taxes, of course.
The Boss: Listen, you French fuck...
Loren: Please! I am Belgian
Johnny: So make yourself a fuckin' waffle! We're done here.
Loren: (sighs) And I had so hoped to come to a rational business arrangement.
Burblespue Halescourge: Welcome, honoured visitors! Your timing is impeccable! My ritual could use a soul or four to add more zest to my muculent broth!
Kerillian: Fine words do not make the man, scunner. Especially not delivered like that.
Kerillian: Fine words do not make the man, scunner. Especially not delivered like that.
Web Video
Shang Tsung: I'm very saddened, to hear the passing of your fiancee.
Liu Kang: Shut the fuck up. Do not mention her.
Shang Tsung: I was merely being polite.
Liu Kang: Shut the fuck up. Do not mention her.
Shang Tsung: I was merely being polite.
