LOVING YOU BABY

Capricorn 15's. Born 2244. Enter the Carousel. This is the time of renewal.

I had to, mister!

And all he did was keep saying, "make it so".

And "engage"! I said "engage" more times than "make it so" actually.

I hate outside! I hate it! I hate it!

Your knowledge is only overshadowed by your stupidity!

I would have waited an eternity for this. It's over, Prime.

I'm not questioning your powers of observation; I'm merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man who he is.

Wouldn't you agree? We both are demons. Our humanity won't return. You. Me. We've no place to run, nowhere to hide. And that is why I will show you my demon.

May I inquire as to how you escaped detection?

What does that mean?

Spare the Rod.

Perhaps you're made of shoddy materials, Megatron!

That's ABSURD!

I didn't think it would be like this. It hurts.

Well, my parents told me. My mother... and my, you know, the... um, father.
You knew your mother and father?
Sure. They raised me. Uh, you know... They raised me.

War as a video game - what better way to raise the ultimate soldier?

They're not cookies. They're scones.

You should listen to Anja Garbarek

Tea? Earl Grey? Hot? What in the net is that?

A friend of mine went on carousel. Now he's gone.

Yes, the Russian glowcap is a glowing mushroom, so it'll recharge your batteries when you eat it.

We got Decepticons at the gates! Decepticons in the air! Decepticons inside the walls! Decepticons, Decepticons, Decepticons! If we beat them off the walls they're still in the air, if we shoot them out of the air they're still at the gates! So where does that leave us? Nowhere that's where!

You should listen to David Bowie

I'm not questioning your powers of observation; I'm merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man who he is.

The question has been answered, Logan 5.
You mean, nobody's ever been renewed?
The question has been answered.

She grew Scarlet Carsons for me in our window box, and our place always smelled of roses. Those were there best years of my life.

You got a deletion wish?

Lastday, Capricorn 29's. Year of the City: 2274. Carousel begins.

Would you like to beg for your lives? It sometimes helps... but not often.

First we crack the shell, then we crack the nuts inside!

Their defenses are broken, let the slaughter begin!

I am more than machine. More than man. More than a fusion of the two. Don't you agree?

I know your work, Dr. Hill. Quite well. Your theory on the location of the will in the brain is... interesting. Though derivative of Dr. Gruber's research in the early 70s. So derivative in fact in Europe it's considered plagiarized.