Quotes:David Mills: Wait, I thought all you did was kill innocent people.
John Doe: Innocent? Is that supposed to be funny? An obese man... a disgusting man who could barely stand up; a man who if you saw him on the street, you'd point him out to your friends so that they could join you in mocking him; a man, who if you saw him while you were eating, you wouldn't be able to finish your meal. After him, I picked the lawyer and I know you both must have been secretly thanking me for that one. This is a man who dedicated his life to making money by lying with every breath that he could muster to keeping murderers and rapists on the streets!
David Mills: Murderers?
John Doe: A woman...
David Mills: Murderers, John, like yourself?
John Doe: [interrupts] A woman... so ugly on the inside she couldn't bear to go on living if she couldn't be beautiful on the outside. A drug dealer, a drug dealing pederast, actually! And let's not forget the disease-spreading whore! Only in a world this shitty could you even try to say these were innocent people and keep a straight face. But that's the point. We see a deadly sin on every street corner, in every home, and we tolerate it. We tolerate it because it's common, it's trivial. We tolerate it morning, noon, and night. Well, not anymore. I'm setting the example. What I've done is going to be puzzled over and studied and followed... forever.
Once with Gable and Tracy and the joint fell apart!
You've lost your pet, well join the club honey... we have thousands of lost dogs here at the pound!
Life at Harchester United would never quite be the same again after he joined...
I was bound to disappoint my father.
Joining up just got it over with nice and quick.
Joining this force has been my life's mission, and now that I am a member I intend to give it my all to stop these criminals
No tinhorn joint like this could ever hold me. [why are you too big to fit in it then joe?]
I've stacked chairs and bottles and swept the floor up of every joint on Bourbon Street. It's gotten so I look longer at a dame with clothes on than one without.
Everything snarls around this joint!
There's no future for what you joined except hell.
Another word out of you and I'll have you shot! Now rejoin your company!
Once a man joins that gang, he never comes out alive... It's known as the Brotherhood of Death. [very cheerful!]
The worst thing that could happen to a hypochondriac is to join the army - there is so much more that could go wrong!
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