Dementus quotes from Furiosa: A Mad Max Saga (2024)

View Quote Who's got the goods? The bollocks, the testes to ride with Dementus?! You're gonna have to show me who you are! Yes? Because today, we dance to Darwin.

View Quote Lady and gentlemens! Start your engines.

View Quote Listen to this truth: Big shots rule only because you choose to follow. The power is with you! You are free to choose!

View Quote Ah, questioning my boss-ority...

View Quote Don't ever do that again, comrades; I'm a man with a fragile brain.

View Quote Stability born from a world of chaos. You. Me. We.

View Quote Didja see that? You how they fought for each other, this little army of two? Where were they going, so full of hope? There is no hope! Not for them, not for you, certainly not for me! The day I acquire Bullet Farm, these two destroy it! I had Gastown and I had Bullet Farm! With that, I could've crippled the Citadel and ruled the Wasteland! The Wasteland would've been a far better place for all of us! No! You two, you two break my heart. You break my heart... and it's not fair! You make me the Dark Dementus. And the Dark Dementus cannot afford to be soft! It's the price I pay to be your leader! It's the price we all pay to survive in the wasteland; we cannot be soft! There must be retribution! Justice... and retribution!

View Quote So gullible. I hold them profoundly in contempt!

View Quote You fabulous thing. You crawled out of a pitiless grave, deeper than hell. Only one thing that is going to do that for you. Not hope. Hate. No shame in hate. It's one of the greatest forces of nature.

View Quote Was she your mother? Sister? Did she beg, did she scream? The ones that yell the least tend to stick in my mind.

View Quote I don't fear the loss of bliss in Heaven. Or retribution in Hell. And I've got a fiendishly high pain threshold.

View Quote If you can't do me quick, you're going to have to do me slow. But you are never going to get anything close to what you want.

View Quote Dementus: History Man? A Word Burger, please. Tears.
History Man: Human tears. The secretions of the lacrimal gland containing oils, salts, proteins, and stress hormones. The tears of joy and those of sorrow have different chemical compositions.
Dementus: Yes. Sorrow is more... piquant, zesty.

View Quote War Boy: [After a failed self-sacrifice attempt with an arrow sticking out of head] Is this Halvalla? Am I in Valhalla?
Rider: What's Valhalla?
History Man: Valhalla is the Hall of the Slain. A paradise for dead heroes.
Dementus: Good for you. We're looking for a place of abundance!
War Boy: What’s abundance?
History Man: Abundance, plentifulness. Having a copious quantity of something.
War Boy: Co-- What’s "copus quantity"?
Dementus: A lotta stuff! A lotta good stuff.

View Quote Immortan Joe: [Referring to Furiosa] Who's that?
Dementus: That is my daughter, Little D. Little Dementus.
Immortan Joe: She looks nothing like you.
Dementus: Yes, well she has none of her perfections and none of my deficiencies.
Immortan Joe: Where's the mother?
Dementus: Magnificent woman. Fierce, intelligent. Taken so cruelly protecting this little one from marauders.
Immortan Joe: She looks pale.
Dementus: You look pale! She's perfect -- not like the genetic absurdities you have for sons.

View Quote Immortan Joe: Is he your father?
Furiosa: No. He slaughtered my mother.
Dementus: True -- that is true. And I can tell you, it made this child tough. Tough enough to survive all sorrows when they come her way. I did that for her! I did that for her.

View Quote Smeg: Who are they?
Dementus: Someone competent and excessively resentful.
Smeg: What do you suppose they want?
Dementus: Me without my crew.

View Quote Furiosa: Fifteen years ago, there was a woman.
Dementus: Oh, so there's more to this!
Furiosa: Do you remember her?
Dementus: Do I get a clue?
[Furiosa punches him.]
Dementus: Right, okay, erm... Redhead. Even her pubes--
[Furiosa punches him again.]

View Quote Dementus: If I may... If the shooter goes around the back, the shootee won't know the precise moment of the execution. Minor torture, but every little bit counts. Either way, that rat shot will turn my brain into a pink mist so fast, I won't even hear the sound of the gun.
Furiosa: I'll hear it. I'll hear it for the rest of my days.
Dementus: Of course you will.
Furiosa: Feel the kickback in my hand.
Dementus: Sure!
Furiosa: I'll remember your face as the slug worms its way into the soft matter of your brain, taking with it what you call your reason, and your memory. From which my mother will fortunately be absent.
Dementus: Brilliant. Then I'll be dead, and you'll be sorrowing your lovey-dovey and your mummy magnificent. You idiot. You can never balance the scales of their suffering!

View Quote Dementus: I've been waiting. I've been waiting for someone like you, someone worthy of me. No honor, no rule of law to sort things out. Just two evil bastards out in the wasteland. You do this, you do this right... you become me.
Furiosa: I am nothing like you.
Dementus: You are me! Already dead! To feel alive, we seek sensation -- any sensation to wash away the cranky black sorrow! It leaves us for a moment, but then it comes back. And we have to do it all again. And we need more, and each time we need more until too much is never enough. We are the already-dead, Little D! You and me. The question is... do you have it in you to make it epic?