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Solder soul, your silicon could be my home. Dull comforts, numb abandonware — Oh, motherboard, receive my prayer.

Welcome to the Good Place! Sponsored by: otters holding hands while they sleep! You know the way you feel when you see a picture of two otters holding hands? That's how you're gonna feel every day.

Every other day I’m wondering, "What’s a human being gotta be like? What’s a way to just be competent?" These sweet instincts ruin my life.

I never claimed to be your savior, I said I had a dirty mouth.

I will function, operate, I will be a satellite of hate.

First, double-cross her heart, he wants to start a family — Her body is the baby.

Maleficent doesn't know anything about love, or kindness, or the joy of helping others. You know, sometimes I don't think she's really very happy.

Don't ever use a person as a pickle press.

- Who's gonna take care of me?

- Uh, excuse me? You don't think I'm gonna take care of you?

- But when you die...?

You need, hmm well.. Therapy? Yes, therapy. Because, you're more twisted than a balloon animal.

We’re fellow all-nighters, doesn’t matter if you cry some more — I’m gonna embrace you again and again! Let your tears run free, let out your dissected heart, let’s go!

Queen of the flies, it's time to join your disciples. It all went wrong. Time to forget about it and dream sweet dreams.

I keep thinking, "Surely, somebody will save me" — at every turn, I learn that no one will.

I am not an ordinary game. I am... special. The programmers tried to delete me... So I had to delete them.

Pity, Cassandra, that no one believed you... But, then again, you were lost from the start.

- You gonna use the Pony Express provided cake recipe? At least make it correctly. You should find the ingredients and recipe in the kitchen.

- Swansea really likes that cake. Don’t tell anyone.

- ...Hmph.

I am relieved that I've left my room tidy, goodbye.

So marry me, John, marry me, John, I'll be so good to you! You won't realize I'm gone...
Marry me, John, marry me, John, I'll be so good to you! You won't realize I'm gone... You won't realize I've gone.

I had to see your face after you lost. You're just so... BAD!

Can you take my white ass to Six Flags

This is the sin that I will confess to release myself of consequence, and everyone can tell.

Nothing starts until you take action. If you've got time to worry, then run.

The hole opened up in my chest, now it's the only thing that proves you. And yet I'm still so empty — my heart is torn to ribbons, there's nothing I can do.

- Oh, please. You wouldn't hurt a fly.

- You're right. Because a fly is an innocent creature that never knowingly did anything to anybody. You, however, I would maim.

Humans should just stop wearing clothes... it'd be a lot funnier.

Ghost. I see you've faced the place of your birth, and now drape yourself in the substance of its shadow. Though our strength is born of similar source, that part of you, that crucial emptiness, I do not share.

Funny then, that such darkness gives me hope.

Please, underestimate me. I recognize your disease.

No sounds and all smiles, the story's lost in space.

Would you please deliver it to a girl named Kiki? She was kind and a tremendous help. I want to say thank you. And would you find out when her next birthday might be? Then I'll be able to bake her another one.

I want to jump into the core, beauty wrapped in pure blue light.