“What are you gonna do, angel face? Stab me with your eyebrow pencil?”

“What are you gonna do? Kill me? Everybody dies.”

“Do you know how fat you are, do you? No, you don't, 'CAUSE YOUR FACE IS AN ISLAND TRAPPED IN A SEA OF FLAB! I would stab you to death… but I can't afford to take the two weeks off work!”

“Hey guys, there isn't gonna be a Plan B. You called me in to bring the thunder and that's what I'm gonna do.”

“Every now and again I get approached by "celebrities" [saying] "oh, you're doing a great job mate, I think it's wonderful what you're doing". Ok, and what you're gonna do? You're gonna make a freaking film now, aren't you? You're gonna make another bloody record! You're gonna stand in front of tens of thousands of people, you're gonna go on chat shows watched by millions of people! Are you gonna bring this subject up yourself? No! Why? "Me, me, me!" "I don't wanna affect my carrer!" I tell you… anyone in the public eye - come nowhere near me unless you are prepared to put your-bloody-self when your mouth is. Walk the talk or walk the other way!”

“Your butt is mine
Gonna tell you right
Just show your face
In broad daylight”

“This is your one chance. Tell me where the key is."
"Okay."
Serpine raised an eyebrow. "Really?"
"No, only joking. Do your worst.”

“What, are you doing? Aside from getting your sandwich cold."
"I’m making a snow angel. Don’t you know what that is?"
"Yes, I know. But why? You must be freezing."
"Not so much, actually. My face is a little, I guess.”

“Will raised both eyebrows. 'Well, you learn a new thing everyday,' he said reflectively.

'In your case, that's no exaggeration,' Halt said, completely straight-faced.”

“He looked up at me with angelic eyes. "Doing what?"
"You know what. You're luring me in. You know I can't resist-”