"Pressing Issues is a roundtable discussion group in which we ask self-important people exactly what they think about things, and then they argue amongst themselves for a bit before leaving with views more extreme than when they came in. Heh, only joking, ladies and gentlemen! This is a show founded on the ancient Greek principle of enlightened debate and the American principle of free speech. —Or is that the ancient Greek priniciple of feeding wise men hemlock and the American principle of being annoying and loud so no one can get a word in? I forget. Only time will tell."
— Maurice Chavez, Grand Theft Auto: Vice City
Tim Messenger: Sergeant Angel, Hi hi! Quick word for the Sandford Citizen?
Nicholas Angel: (on Romeo and Juliet) Uh, it was very enjoyable.
Tim: "Cop Enjoys Watching Young Lovers."
Angel: I don't think so.
Tim: "Local Bobby Gives Thumbs Up to Teen Suicide."
Angel: That's just grossly inappropriate.
Nicholas Angel: (on Romeo and Juliet) Uh, it was very enjoyable.
Tim: "Cop Enjoys Watching Young Lovers."
Angel: I don't think so.
Tim: "Local Bobby Gives Thumbs Up to Teen Suicide."
Angel: That's just grossly inappropriate.
— Hot Fuzz
Chris: April ends up getting chewed out by Sterns, but as she leaves, we find that Raph is watching her, holding a copy of the New York Post with a headline that could literally run on every single issue of the New York Post: IT'S WORSE!
Matt: But now it’d be about the Post itself rather than the crime.
Matt: But now it’d be about the Post itself rather than the crime.
— Chris Sims and Matt Wilson on
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (1990)
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (1990)"You want the truth? YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH! Welcome to Fox News."
— Andy Parsons, Unlikely Lines to Hear in a Hollywood Blockbuster, Mock the Week
"Weazel News: Confirming Your Prejudices."
— Weazel News Radio Announcer, Grand Theft Auto V.
"Now please stop pretending you are the voice of the people. You are simply loud, and wearing a microphone."
— LOTA, to Frank Hannibal, Schlock Mercenary
There is also a two-dimensional level to the inferno as thin as cheap paper. Here, everything is black and white and souls are ritually torn apart in print as punishment for the sin of being interesting. It is here that every bad photograph anyone has ever had taken will appear. The demons that run this level of purgatory smell of smoke and whisky and suffix everyone names with their incorrect age and marital status. Minos, minus the charm.
—The Log, by Craig Charles
