Tommy, when a pikey walks in with hair like that, you’ve got to ask yourself, “Have I made a mistake?”[about Aberama Gold]
When my judgment comes, I’ll be the one that’s laughing.
“Judgment Day”? People should really be careful how they use that phrase. It isn’t actually due for another couple of years.
We’ve learned something new about Vecna/Henry/One. He’s a number like Eleven, only a sick, evil, male, child-murdering version of her with really bad skin.
The first step in the development of taste is to be willing to credit your own opinion.
One’s choice of companion is a curious thing.
Your guilt, it just must be at Catholic-masturbator levels.
Winning doesn’t always mean getting a favorable verdict at trial.
I welcome judgment.
Guess y’all must not pray to God up in here. ‘Cause if you mοthеrf***еr did, y’all wouldn’t be staring at the devil.[to the inmates]
Are you sure those two kids came out of those parents? That’s an attractive couple, and that one looks like it came out of them, but the other one looks like a butt baby.
You smell like Ivory soap and desperation. You’ve been off f***ing a poor person.[to Lucien]
