Callum Keith RennieQuotes

Detective Halloran: PEOPLE DIE BECAUSE OF ME! INNOCENT PEOPLE DIED BECAUSE OF ME, I DID IT!

Detective Halloran: Edgar Munson's in a fucking coma, how could he have just disappeared? He's still breathing.

Detective Halloran: We're good friends. I've put him away twice.

Detective Halloran: Okay, which one of you assholes shot him in the chest?

Hannibal King: You're gonna be sorry you did that.

Asher Talos: [''Kicks him''] Why? No one's coming for you, King Shit.

Hannibal King: [''Asher starts mockingly clapping''; [w:incest|Go fuck your sister] Sure they are. See, when you join our club, you get all these groovy little door prizes. And one of them is this nifty little tracking node surgically implanted in your body. That way, if one of us goes missing, the others check the satellite, which is in space, and presto: instant cavalry. You like that, huh? ].

Danica Talos: Okay, King. Where's this little "tracking node" of yours?

Hannibal King: [Danica slaps him; Danica slaps him; Danica kicks him in the groin] It's in my left ass cheek. Fine. It's in my right ass cheek. Okay, seriously, now: it's in the meat of my butt, just below the Hello Kitty tattoo. Seriously, just pull down my tighty-whiteys and see for yourself...

Danica Talos: Enough! It's not funny anymore.

Hannibal King: [''Asher and Danica both have trouble breathing, and Jarko coughs explosively''; ''Jarko coughs a fire ball''; nothing happens; ''Still nothing''] No, it's not, you horse-humping bitch! But it will be a few seconds from now. See that tickle that you're feeling in the back of your throat right now? It's atomized colloidal silver. It's being pumped through the building's air conditioning systems, you cock-juggling thundercunt! Which means the fat lady... should be singing... right... about... now! Huh, this is awkward. Do you have a cell phone?

Hannibal King: [''Stands''] Jesus Christ! What the fuck?!

Asher Talos: [''Picks up the dog''] Good dog.

Hannibal King: What the fuck?!

Asher Talos: [[w:Pac-Man|Pac-Man] His name's ]. We've been porting the vampire gene into other species. Experimenting.

Hannibal King: You made a goddamn vampire... Pomeranian?

Asher Talos: [''Hands Pac-Man to Jarko Grimwood''] Yeah.

Jarko Grimwood: Precious, isn't he?

Hannibal King: Well, that depends who you ask, because clearly, this dog has a bigger dick than you.

Jarko Grimwood: [''Kicks King''] And when the fuck did you see my dick, fuckface?!

Hannibal King: [''In an annoyed tone''; ''Points to Danica Talos''] Ow! I was talking... to her!

Danica Talos: [''Kicks him''; ''Sits in the chair and licks one of King's wounds''; [w:fatty acids|fatty acids; [w:Trout|Trout; [w:Mackerel|Mackerel] Poor King. You look so... distraught! Asher, hand me that chair. You're tasting a little bland, lover. Are you getting enough ] in your diet? Have you tried... Lake ]? ]?

Hannibal King: How about you take a sugar-frosted fuck off the end of my dick?

Danica Talos: And how about everyone not saying the word "dick" anymore? It provokes my envy. Tell us about Blade, King. What's this weapon he's planning?

Hannibal King: [''Whispers''] I can tell you two things. One, your hairdo is... ridiculous. And two, I ate a lot of garlic, and I just farted. Silent but deadly.

Jarko Grimwood: [''Grabs King''; [w:LGBT slang#Slurs|you fucking fruitcake] Spit it out, ]!

Hannibal King: [''Grimwood releases him''] All right! Fuck! I'll tell you about the weapon! It's a new flavor-crystal formula. Twice the chocolaty goodness, half the calories, plus it helps prevent tooth decay; there, I said it.

Leonard Shelby: Who did this to you?

Dodd: [puzzled] You did!