Normal quotes from Dark Angel

I don't want to interrupt your social life with my petty concerns, so why don't we just close down the business and live off the charity of strangers, huh?

It's raining? In Seattle? Stop the presses.

Hey, let's go! Bip bip bip! It's called Jam Pony, not Jam Clydesdale.

I hate cats. Vile creatures. They're always sleeping and licking themselves.

The gentler sex sure can pack a wallop when she has a mind to.

Bip bip bip!

Where the firetruck is Max?!

So you just left it?

Herbal

Nobody there to sign for it, man.

Herbal

What's a brother supposed to do? Ride 'round all day with the damn package?

So you decided to return it to the sender. Or, in this case, sender's wife.

Herbal

Like the prophet say, only the unrighteous husband send expensive gift-wrapped panties to another woman.

It's none of your business. None of your business. Or mine.

Herbal

Sure. It concern only Jah. But, in this case, I was the instrument of the Most High.

Well, around here, I'm the most high. All right?

You tell Theo if he's not in tomorrow, he can start looking for another job.

Max

I don't know how to break this to you, Normal. We're all looking for another job.

Well, well, well... so far, your moron colleagues have come up with the following excuses for why you're strolling in here at the crack of noon - you had a dental emergency, your aunt died... again, and my personal favorite from this idiot - you were detained by the sector police for practicing witchcraft. Now, would you care to further insult my intelligence?

Max

I overslept.

[Herbal] was smoking a marijuana cigarette in the men's room.

Herbal Thought happens to be a Rastafarian. Ganja happens to be a sacrament in his religion.

It says right there in Genesis: "Thou shalt eat the herb of the fields."

Listen, if Herbal was nibbling leafy vegetables in the men's room I would give up my life defending his right to do so. But no, that's not the case. He was breaking the law of the land.

Funny how everything started to fall apart when you canned Herbal.

Oh, I get it. This is some sort of job slowdown. Ooh! Payback for me trying to operate a drug-free workplace.

A sacrament-free workplace is more like it.

Yeah, well, I'd like to take off every June 12, but I don't.

Herbal

What's June 12?

June 12 is the birthday of my personal hero and perhaps the nation's greatest visionary - George Herbert Walker Bush.

You know, I'm getting the sense that you are not a man to be taken lightly. Am I right about that, Mr. Ronald? Are you not a man to be taken lightly?

Uh... Mmm... Yeah. I mean, no. Uh... Uh, yeah, I most certainly am... not.

So how come you're all macked out like a playa playa?

The reason it's called a personal life is 'cause it's personal.

Here. Hot run, 930 Iliff. Beat it. Away you go.

Booty call.