I think we've been in here too long. I feel unusual.
I have some extremely distressing news. We've just run out of wine; what are we going to do about it?
I demand to have some booze!
This might be hard to believe, but I'm just a regular Joe. I just want to be happy. And happiness comes from the achievement of goals. It's just that when you've made your first billion by the age of 19, it's hard to keep coming up with new ones! But finally, I've got myself a new goal: WORLD DOMINATION!
Money isn't everything - gold is. **** T-bills! **** blue chip stocks! **** junk bonds! We've got the real deal! Money will always be paper, but gold will always be GOLD!
I'll torture you so slowly, you'll think it's a career.
We struggled with the X-23s. We assumed, because they were children, we could raise them without a conscience. But you can't nurture rage. You must simply design it from scratch.
Birthday? No birth. María. We do not dress them up for Halloween. We do not call them "baby" or kiss boo-boos. Don't think of them as children. Think of them as things... with patents and copyrights. Comprende?
A degenerative brain disease in the world's most dangerous brain... What a combo.


