Resistance is futile. Assimilate!
Well well, Elijah, finally the truth comes out. Maybe I'll send you some photos.
That one with Karl doesn't make any sense None of the clones survived
I've told you a hundred times, Dom, it would never work between us. I'm sorry. Stop chasing after me already and asking to feel up my wooden leg.
And Billy, you know what they say about big noses ... big tissues.