One through nine, no maybes, no supposes, no fractions. You can't travel in space, you can't go out into space, you know, without, like, you know, uh, with fractions – what are you going to land on – one-quarter, three-eighths? What are you going to do when you go from here to Venus or something? That's dialectic physics.
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Photojournalist Dialectic logic is there's only love and hate, you either love somebody or you hate them."
Photojournalist He likes you because you're still alive.
Photojournalist This is the way the **** world ends. Look at this **** shit we're in man. Not with a bang, but with a whimper. And with a whimper, I'm **** splitting, Jack. (Note: This is a variation on T.S. Eliot's The Hollow Men – "This is the way the world ends, not with a bang but a whimper".)
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