Harold M. Abrahams: If I can't win, I won't run!
Sybil Gordon: If you don't run, you can't win...
You ungrateful ape...
Admire me, admire my home
Admire my son, he's my clone
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...
This land is mine, this land is free
I'll do what I want but irresponsibly
It's evolution, baby...
I'm a thief, I'm a liar
There's my church, I sing in the choir:
(Hallelujah, hallelujah)
[challenged to say if he considers anything holy]
Henry Drummond: Yes. The individual human mind. In a child's power to master the multiplication table, there is more sanctity than in all your shouted "amens" and "holy holies" and "hosannas." An idea is a greater monument than a cathedral. And the advance of man's knowledge is a greater miracle than all the sticks turned to snakes or the parting of the waters...
Dr. Threeply: Any questions?
Doc Sportello: [in regards to Puck Beaverton] Is that a swastika on that man's face?
Dr. Threeply: No, it isn't. That's an ancient Hindu symbol meaning "all is well". It brings good fortune, luck and well-being...
Cheyenne: What do you call yourselves?
Steven: The Pieces of Shit.
Cheyenne: That's a really good choice.
Steven: You're fuckin' right it is, yeah! It took us 6 months to come up with it, besides it's exactly the right name for this moment in history...
I love to smoke. Smoking a cigarette is like... forgetting. When I hit rock bottom, it's all I have. Light up, smoke up, shut the fuck up. It hides the shit. The smoke... hides... the shit. There's menthol and vanilla. Some people like 'em. Menthol cigarette. Vanilla cigarette. Chocolate cigarette. Cigarette cigarette. Cigarettes clearly keep me from going crazy. Keeps me alive. It keeps me alive until I die...
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#222 Dancer in the Dark
12 May 2025, 3:00 pm
This isn't the last song, there's no violin, the choir is quiet, and no one takes a spin, this is the next to last song, and that's all...
