Axon Clips Chapter 3
Jersey: "Taxes Suck"
(door opens, Jersey enters)
Jersey: Which people?
Jersey: I never get cool stuff in the mail. Uh, besides you.
Durga: So why does the IRS want to audit you?
Would That Help?
Jersey: You can't channel tax money to me, taxes are for a reason. I mean, roads, drinking water...
Jan: "Thin Kinkle"
Gladys: Whew, that was a mighty fine dinner, little lady.
Gladys: He's a good man, your father.
Gladys: Oh sure, your daddy just wants to keep you safe.
Gladys: Hmm. You've got something to prove.
Zip Your Shirt
Jan: Can I get a table?
Thin: For the sake of argument, say I slide you this time. Sends a message doesn't it? "Come on over! Free lunch on Thin!" -- Ain't happenin' Paolo! Ain't happenin!
Thin: Come to the mall, nice little girl. No babysitting jobs at Sharfie's tonight... Is that the tip of an M6 I see poking out from under your jacket, babysitter, or are you just excited to meet Thin Kinkle?
Thin: Now, see that was a young move. Whoever's running you needs to smooth out some edges here. You can't put the hammer to Thin in his own place! I got a deal for you.
Run For Cover
Jan: Bark at them, and they jump. Tickle them (giggles), and they laugh. (seductive) Kiss them, and they fall in love. (boastful) And if you shoot them, 8 off the rags, play the kiss on the suicide bar backspin into the corner pocket... I say - shoot them - they die.
Girls With Guns
Thin: You win Babysitter, here's your skin.
Jan: Yeah, I'm more of an independent study girl.
Kamal: "Chicken Dinner"
It's a Chicken
Hiro: What is that?
Hiro: Is it supposed to look like that?
Kamal: You wait! Soon - everyone will cut their chickens like this!
Kamal: I had to make some substitutions in the recipe.
Sophia: All day I was hoping you would take me for pizza...
Kamal: When she was 4, I taught her to play backgammon. I was 8. I won the first 2 times we played, and then never again.
Never Right Again
Kamal: She had a very active imagination, so like, once a week she would completely terrify herself. She would sneak into my room when she was supposed to be--
Sophia: Do you want to tell me what happened?
Something I Carry
Kamal: Of course it wasn't.
Kamal: You want to come inside? Just for a minute.
Herzog: "The Apocalypso"
Cranky Old Man
Lieutenant: It's a little early for wine, isn't it, sir?
Lieutenant: I requested the posting, sir.
Lieutenant: Here-here, sir. (drinks, coughs)
Herzog: I talked to the Apocalypso's captain, that's how.