Whatever it is, no matter the question, music's your answer. Maim and kill until your blue in the face, for all I care. But in the end, you gotta remember the music.
A cop-killing, child-murdering sonuvabitch trying to make his way through the pearly gates. You really think there's a place for you in Heaven? Living in peace for all eternity? No. I'll tell you where you belong: right back in hell, and that's where I'm gonna send you. I told you, I did it before.
SKSaint of Killers
Go ahead, Preacher. Send me to Hell... along with your filthy stinkin soul. DO IT!
The strongest. The smartest. The most abled. And yet, only one of you will prove worthy enough to join our ranks. But before we begin, are there any questions?
HSHerr Starr
Do you validate parking?
GHGrail Head
No, we do not.
HSHerr Starr
Seventeen dollars an hour and you don't validate.
GHGrail Head
It's standard policy.
HSHerr Starr
Then it should have been clearly stated as such beforehand! So that I may have found street parking. Or more likely, given the failure of this organization to in any way convenience me, not come at all.
GHGrail Head
Validate his car. But, Starr... from here on out? We do the testing.