I ain't draft dodging. I ain't burning no flag. I ain't running to Canada. I'm staying right here. You want to send me to jail? Fine, you go right ahead. I've been in jail for 400 years. I could be there for 4 or 5 more, but I ain't going no 10,000 miles to help murder and kill other poor people. If I want to die, I'll die right here, right now, fightin' you, if I want to die. You my enemy, not no Chinese, no Vietcong, no Japanese. You my opposer when I want freedom. You my opposer when I want justice. You my opposer when I want equality. Want me to go somewhere and fight for you? You won't even stand up for me right here in America, for my rights and my religious beliefs. You won't even stand up for my right here at home.
[the Trio sits around the fireplace in the Gryffindor Common Room, digesting the murder of Barty Crouch, Sr. that has just taken place]
They'll cover this up, you watch. Fudge'll sell his soul before this gets out in the Daily Prophet.
Look, nobody liked Crouch. I know this from my father. Loads of people wanted him dead. But, he was a Ministry Official. It's not even like he turned up stiff in Knockturn Alley. He was murdered at Hogwarts. This is a big deal.
It can't be coincidence... Harry's dreams, his scar hurting, the Dark Mark, his name coming out of the Goblet of Fire. Surviving the Tournament isn't the answer anymore Harry. It's bigger than this. And I really think you should go to Dumbledore.
But I just adore everything Persian.
You've been to Persia, then?
Yes, a hundred times. Along with St. Petersburg, Paris, Middle-Earth, distant planets and Shangri-la. And I never had to leave this room. Books are adventure. They contain murder and mayhem and passion. They love anyone who opens them.
[on Merle Hammond's sleazy-but-solid courtroom strategy, regarding a witness for the Benning-Saticoy murder trial] ... Terrence Leighton has held a grudge against George for years, because George wouldn't lend him money! You have to discredit Leighton!
And how am I supposed to do that, without the jury hearing even more stuff about you brother they shouldn't hear? "Mr. Leighton... isn't it true that, when you refused to have oral sex with Mr. Saticoy in a bathtub full of vegetable oil, he did *not* become violent... but instead refused to loan you money?"
Whatever happened to trying the FACTS? Why can't we just get back to what happened in the shop that morning?
...It's too late for that.
The rain set early in tonight,
The sullen wind was soon awake,
It tore the elm-tops down for spite,
And did its best to vex the lake:
I listened with heart fit to break.
When glided in Porphyria; straight
She shut the cold out and the storm,
And kneeled and made the cheerless grate
Blaze up and all the cottage warm;
[questioning Gwen on the witness stand, during Damon Benning's trial for the murder of her brother George] ... So your brother had this open and honest friendship with the defendant, except for the part about him enjoying sex with men.
Objection, Your Honor! The Defense's job is not to make snide comments.
[dangerously] Sustained. Mr. Hammond ...
I apologize, Your Honor. I'm merely trying to clarify Miss Saticoy's definition of "open and honest."
[sternly] So noted. Move on.
[after killing the thugs sent to murder Johnny C, John arranges their bodies on the lawn of his house, shoots them with a silenced pistol, then puts the guns in their hands]
They killed you, then they turned on each other.
Right. Those sons of bitches...
[sentencing the Block Warlord] Mega City Municiple Code, 213: Willfull destruction of property, that's two years. Code 310: Illegal possession of assault weapons, five years. Code 457: Resisting arrest, TWENTY years! And code 3613: The first degree murder of a street judge...
Let me guess: Life. [he goes for his gun, but Dredd shoots him first]
Death. Court's adjourned.
[Space Ghost and Moltar are holding a dinner murder mystery]
Now, what about these beans?
Those must've fallen out of my hair. [pause]
Well, you're just making all this (bleep) up! [pause]
Oh, what, you're the only one that gets to make (bleep) up? [pause]
Those are part of the dinner.
No they're not. They're part of the plot.
They were on the menu.
Murder is on the menu.
A solemn day. Barring a stay by Sup Ct, & with my final nod, Utah will use most extreme power & execute a killer. Mourn his victims. Justice.
[...] I just gave the go ahead to Corrections Director to proceed with Gardner's execution. May God grant him the mercy he denied his victims.
[...] We will be streaming live my press conference as soon as I'm told Gardner is dead. Watch it at www.attorneygeneral.Utah.gov/live.html.
Paul 'Wrecking' Crewe:
Huddle up! Look, I'm sure you already know this, but I've never said it out loud. I *did* throw that game. I did it. I was in a bad way with some worse people. After I did it, I felt so shitty, I wish I would have just let them kill me instead. Now the warden wants to pin Caretaker's murder on me if I don't throw *this* game. So it looks like I'm going to get to know you guys a lot better because I aint doing that twice in a lifetime. We got a little time left. We can still do this. I'm begging you. Put your hands in here. Ok, thank you. Who are we? [Team shouts, "Mean Machine!", and takes the field]
I'm glad you're back. Now I don't have to stab you.
[Narration from trailer] On today's top story, the Valkyr crisis worsens with the murder of DEA Special Agent Alex Balder. Special Agent Balder had been shot repeatedly from a point-blank range. A suspect was seen leaving the site only moments after the shots had been fired, and the NYPD is currently in pursuit of Max Payne, a repeated felon, believed to be armed and extremely dangerous.
[last lines] [after listening to the tape of the murder plan]
[crying] He... he said he was going to kill me. So I tried to run.
And then he attacks you?
What else could you do? [Emily looks at Karaman with gratitude]
[In Arabic] May God be with you.
And you as well.
Have the MV's been moved?
Have the murder victims been moved yet?
No, uh, Jake and Sally Metzner have not been moved yet.
Fine. First take me to the crime scene. 'Scuse me, Jake and Sally's place. If everything checks out as I think it will, I'll have a task force in here by midnight.
Does this mean this case is being taken out of my hands?
It was never in them, Sheriff.
Chief George Earle:
You have apprehended the villain responsible for the murder of our beloved Dr. Raymond Cocteau?
Well, I wouldn't exactly say apprehended. Let's just say he's history. And the Cryo-prison? That's history, too. [Chief Earle looks upon the damaged cryo-prison in disbelief]
Chief George Earle:
[confused; takes off his glasses] What will we do? How will we live?
I tell you what we're do. We're all gonna go out drinking, get shit-faced, and paint the town, literally. I mean graffiti, slogans. It'll be a blast.
Whoa, Whoa. I'll tell you what gonna do:
[to Chief Earle] Why don't you get a little dirty?
[to Edgar] You a lot clean.
And somewhere in the middle... I don't know. You'll figure it out.
[impressed] Well put.
Bitch, you can stop right there. Just because I have no wish to murder you before the eyes of your daughter, does not mean parading her around in front of me is going to inspire sympathy. You and I have unfinished business. And not a goddamn fuckin' thing you've done in the past four years, including getting knocked up, is going to change that.
You recognize the MO?
M.O.? Is that they're good... Once it escalated into a murder one beef for all of 'em after they killed the first two guards, they didn't hesitate. Pop guard number three because... what difference does it make? Why leave a living witness? Drop of a hat these guys will rock and roll...
And then I recalled those mysterious stories about the waxworkers of the middle ages and the public reprobation attached to their trade. Did they not live in cellars, in the eternal twilight propitious for enchantments and apparitions? Their visionary art (who, more than they, evoked a truer image of life?) was closely related to that of magicians: bewitchments were carried out with wax figures, witch trials are full of them, and one particular legend haunted me above all, that of the modeler from Anspach, who slowly squeezed the soul and the life out of his model in order to animate his painted waxwork and then, having finished his work of art, awaited nightfall to go and bury the corpse in the ditch at the city walls.
[Comes out of a store to find Bartle staring at him] You plannin' to murder me for my valuables? You got that look in your eye!
I'm just tryin' to figure out what in the name of Sam Hill you want to join up with Billy's charade for!
I need the money.
What in the blazes you need money for? You can't even stand to sleep with a roof over your head!
I'm sorry. If your quarry goes to ground, leave no ground to go to. You should have taken my offer. Or did you think none of this was your fault?
Capt. Malcolm Reynolds:
I don't murder children.
I do. If I have to.
Capt. Malcolm Reynolds:
Why? Do you even know why they sent you?
It's not my place to ask. I believe in something greater than myself. A better world. A world without sin.
Capt. Malcolm Reynolds:
So me and mine gotta lay down and die... so you can live in your better world?
I'm not going to live there. There's no place for me there... any more than there is for you. Malcolm... I'm a monster.What I do is evil. I have no illusions about it, but it must be done.
Mr. Marks, by mandate of the District of Columbia Precrime Division, I'm placing you under arrest for the future murder of Sarah Marks and Donald Dubin that was to take place today, April 22 at 0800 hours and four minutes.
I just don't get the way we dress kids for Halloween. Murder victims, Lizzie Borden? And then we stand back and snap pictures of it all as though it's something we should cherish, right up there with our first Communion!
I'm really not okay with any of this. I mean, buying a Christmas present for a serial killer?
No. You see, serial killers murder repeatedly for sexual thrill. Billy Lenz was a spree killer - dude just fucking lost it.
And proved what? That we're like them? The CBG? That we can murder too? We'd have been a symbol of hate. Continued a cycle of violence and hate. What Mars needs now is hope. Hope that someday we can coexist in peace. But without law, that can never be.
I am not a one-issue voter in the sense that indicates I am an ignorant fundamentalist who only cares about one thing. I believe in protecting the environment. I believe in caring for the poor, the orphan, the widow in her distress. These are some of the so-called
Except for cases that clearly involve a homicidal maniac, the police like to believe murders are committed by those we know and love, and most of the time they're right - a chilling thought when you sit down to dinner with a family of five. All those potential killers passing their plates.
In my view, the pro-life movement at this point should focus on seeking to reduce the number of abortions. At times it will require political education and legal fights, at times it will require education and the establishment of alternatives to abortion, such as adoption centers. Unfortunately, such measures are sometimes opposed by so-called hard-liners in the pro-life movement. These hard-liners are fools. Because they want to outlaw all abortions, they refuse to settle for stopping some abortions; the consequence is that they end up preventing no abortions.
[refuses to let Roxane see Alexander after the murder of Cleitus]
Let me pass. I am the Queen! I want to see him! I've waited three days!
He says none. Not even you.
He needs me!
No. He doesn't.
[mocking] And he needs you?