The Attention Deficit Disorder Thread

-Well, there isn't much point in having a hunter-killer that's stupid, is there?

 

Tyr: My people have a legend about the Battle of Witchhead. They say the Nietzschean fleet arrived with overwhelming numbers. Their victory seemed assured. But then, at the critical hour, the angel of death appeared and summoned forth the fires of Hell. The Nietzschean fleet was struck down, crippled, their glorious victory turned to ashes.
Beka: You knew all along?
Tyr: I've never seen an angel before.

 

Dylan Hunt : Trance. Are you dead or alive?
Trance Gemini : (pause) Yes.

 

Rommie : I just want a day where I can build missiles and tweak fire control in peace.
Beka Valentine : We need to find you a hobby.
Rommie : That IS my hobby.

 

Rommie : You know what I really want?
Tyr Anasazi : An avatar unencumbered by cleavage?

 

Tyr Anasazi : What do you want?
Charlemagne Bolivar : The usual. Hundreds of grandchildren, domination of the known worlds and for all of my enemies to die in horrible accidents that can't be traced back to me. How about you?
Tyr Anasazi : The usual.

 

Tyr Anasazi : I thought you said the prison colony would be here.
Seamus Harper : I did! The coordinates lead right here!
Tyr Anasazi : I can spot planets. They're large. I have good eyes.

 

-Of course, the Nazi Party itself wasn't really cool per se...
-They kinda are, y'know. Style, accent, dress sense, general wackiness. It's all there.

 

And yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil, for you, my brothers and sisters, are with me, heart, soul, mind, spirit, always.

 

Getting my Gleek on. :mrgreen:

 

Sorry for interrupting

 

Rocking the John Miles;