I have no heart to give to Death. Perhaps, I'll give her the hearts of others. Yes, one-thousand should do it.
Some days, you are the Hunt; some days, you are the hunted.
Let’s see if my knife fits in your skull.
I am neither man nor woman, but both deserve more respect than you do.
I have no interests in cooked flesh. The chef’s life is not for me.
Opening up a finely aged cask of whoop-ass.
Hi, you've reached Rhys Strongfork, CEO and wartime general of Atlas corporation. Quick question: who the hell is this and how did you get on my secure line?!
Oh, you're here. Awesome. Zer0, let them in. Zer0? You here buddy? Open up the door. Great, now Zer0's missing. I guess I'll buzz you in myself, since the CEO has to do ALL the work around here!
Science cannot tell us everything. But it does separate humankind from beasts and music enthusiasts.
When you see Claptrap next, please let him know that none of my laboratory equipment has any interest in him romantically.