Nelson Wright:
Hello, I'm nice, he's nice, we're both fucking lunatics. Can I come in, please?
David Labraccio:
He said... he said it wasn't such a good day to die.
Nelson Wright:
Thank you.
Nelson Wright:
Today is a good day to die
Nelson Wright:
You bring the equipment, I'll bring my balls.
Joe Hurley:
I don't know. Not thinking about the past or the future. I don't know it's difficult to explain, maybe impossible.
David Labraccio:
Yeah, dying is quite that way.
Randy Steckle:
I did not come to medical school to murder my class mates no matter how deranged they might be.
Nelson Wright:
Everything matters, everything we do matters.
Nelson Wright:
Somehow we've brought our sins back physically. And they're pissed.
Randy Steckle:
Good thing I didn't flatline. My 350-pound babysitter would be chasing me for the half-eaten pastrami sandwich I stole from her.
Nelson Wright:
C'mon, Billy Mahoney. C'mon... Gimme your best shot. I dare ya. I fuckin' dare ya.
Nelson Wright:
Wake up you little shit, you got company!
Rachel:
See you soon.
Nelson Wright:
Philosophy failed. Religion failed. Now it's up to the physical sciences.
David Labraccio:
You should have told us, Nelson.
Nelson Wright:
You wouldn't have done it.
David Labraccio:
At least we would've had a choice!
David Labraccio:
[
screaming at a religious stained-glass portrait] I'm sorry... we *trespassed* on your… *fucking* territory. God! I'm *sorry*!
Young Winnie:
Hey! Hey, Fellatio! Got a match? Well, I do! Your face and my ass! Your breath made of buffalo farts!
David Labraccio:
Do I know you?
Young Winnie:
You don't know jack-shit! Butt-wipe! Needle-dick! Cock-bite! Jack-off! Limp-wrist! Corn-hole! Banana-breath! Shit-bird! Bird-turd! Turd-face! Kiss-ass! Brown-nose! Macho wimp! Limp dick! Fart-face! Tire merchant! What's the matter? Gonna cry? Come on, Crybaby Davie! Cry! Cry! Cry! Shit-face! Rat-turd! Ass-licking son of a bitch!
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