vause.

((Spoilers below, duh.))

We need to stop the bleeding and apply pressure to the wound. Anybody got a tampon?

Fine, then you can bleed out. I’ll go back to reading my magazine and you can go die on the floor and go straight to hell.

WILL BLEACH WORK AS DISINFECTANT?

How could you go to a riot without me? You were supposed to be my riot buddy!

Did you see me push him, then kick him later?

That was some excellent pushing and kicking.

You got a problem with how I do shit, pretty boy?

Jesus Christ are you insane?!

Insane?! No! he/she/ is angry!

Whoa whoa! Time out! I come in peace!

And you’ll go out the same way…

They took my dignity, my humanity and my sleep.

They took my carved soaps. My art. I spent a lot of time on them and they were beautiful.

Not my circus, not my monkeys.

Oh shit are you alright?!

Yeah yeah yeah, I’m fine. Don’t worry it’s just period blood.

Piss off Bloody Mary, I’m not helping you.

I’m making ear buds out of pencil erasers.

You hear that? She says she’s ready to gut you like a shark that’s eaten a toddler.

Look at this fat guy. He can’t outrun us.

We’ve taken over! We’ve got hostages and everything.

It’s bananas out there. It’s like a party, except terrifying!

You are such an asshole.

You have really gotta learn to trust more.

‘Smell my fingers’ is a weird come-on line.

This needle is supposed to be used for a hair weave, not stitching up a gunshot wound.

I want the pill that’s like..SUPER heroin!

I don’t wanna lay low. But I also don’t wanna lose my humanity.

If he’s already dead it won’t be murder if we kill him again.

We could take the feathers outta his pillow and savagely tickle him to death.

We could get a big jar of fire ants and they could nibble at him.

We have vokda and misery.

A good leader delegates.

I don’t ever wanna be that close to him again unless I’m kicking him.

That’s not bad! We could be like…plastic surgeons.

Walk with some oppression. Let me see some persecution in those shoulders.

Would it really hurt to let her tag along? We could use her as a human shield when they bust in here with all those AK -47s.

I’m not playing games. I don’t know if I’ll survive the night…

What’s important is that ghosts are not real.

It was such a shame. He was really smart and he had such a bright future in the meth making business…like a child prodigy, y'know?

Hearing you say 'formidable cock’ is such a big turn-off, that I think I might never touch one again.

I don’t care how you choose to poison your body.

That is either a mischief of mutant rats with human pinky toes, air vibrating through wind turbines or… [blank].

I feel 27! But then I get a look at myself and I can’t believe the lines and sags…I was beautiful…and worried and scared. But I’m tougher now. And if I get the fuck outta here I’d get senior discounts, I guess. I do like a discount.