"That's so silly! How do you not know what HTML is?"
"Was I meant to be loved? Who knows, because I certainly don't know!"
"Home? I don't even know where that is anymore."
"Fur spun from silver / Trapped in an opulent cage / And yet she still sings."
"Well, well, well, isn't she a beaut?"
"I'm no tramp, but I'm certainly no lady, either."
"It's not just my job to find out the truth, it's my duty."
"I have killed before... and I will do it again... it is inevitable..."
"Cloaked in black breeches / She lurks in misty shadows / Fit to strike at dawn."
"Gary Alderson? Please. Call me Roy. Alderson's a bit of a silly last name to be sayin' out loud, don't you think?"
"You call yourself an "expert" on communism and don't even know who Rosa Luxemburg is? What's next, you're going to tell me you haven't bothered to at least skim the Essential Works of Lenin? Fucking loser."
"He needs me, he needs me... you don't undestand, HE NEEDS ME—"