The answer is simple. It’s nighttime. I’ll just break into that kid’s house and kill him. I’ll say one thing about whiskey: it’s allowing me to make smart, rational decisions.
No one’s dying today, but now I have my device, so how about tomorrow? All eight billion of them.
No one knows where great ideas come from, but you always remember where you were when they came.
I’m not alone up here. This is bad. I just felt my rear iris pucker and my testicles tighten. My taint remains unchanged.
I can be a good father. I’ve seen a lot of television.
Human memory is very powerful. It is more than just knowledge of what has been. It contains feelings of that moment. Memories connect humans even when they are apart, memories of someone you’ve lost.
Allah knows?! How many people have you told?[Max Hawthorne: Don’t worry. She’s not gonna tell anyone. She swore to Allah.]
You fall on your keys one time, and you start making different plans.
You don’t have anything to worry about. I’m not an alien. Unfortunately. I hear they’re pretty cool.[to Kate]
Whiskey, headache, nausea, severe dehydration. Alcohol must not affect humans the way it does us. If it did, they obviously would never drink it.
This kid is a menace. He just won’t give up. Where was that effort from the humans when we were helping them build Stonehenge? A bunch of idiots just sitting around drinking mead, making us do all the work. Lazy druids.
This is interesting. I’ve never experienced this before. Nobody is talking. Apparently you can be with other humans and still be alone. I like it.
