Xavier: Renegade Angel quotes

This is what the tandem cycle of random violence breeds. A vengeful black hit-sludge with a grudge hath wrought the reaper you've sown in the goo of your guilt, as the Créme de your karma is roosting home to harm ya. It always ends up boning the poor.

(monologue) Before long, she was turning tricks in a brothel for a pimp name of "Per Se."

You her pimp?

I'm not a pimp, per se. But I could get you some per-se if you give me that fly-ass coat.

I came for nuttin' and I got nuttin', like I never came.

As long as one man goes hungry; no one should eat until everyone is full.

Hmm, there's a thin line between a friendship and a foeboat.

And what do you call these wind monkeys?

Wiggaboo Wiggers. Why, I caught this wigger staring saucy at my mistress.

You've totally broken wind. Environ-yentalists have finally got the final solution.

I'll be your violence absorber, your cosmic sponge of aggression, sucking off all the machismo you can sploot my way. I'll let these kit shickers kit the shick out of me and then let them shove the kack of their human shick in my face. I'll let them kick the bejesus out of me and then rub the bejeez into my hair. I'll take your licks and bounce for you.

I'm too late. If I'd abetted this poor meat in time, he'd still be a delicious man.

Healed?! In this odd dominion, driving backwards over people can mend em.

People, hurry! Get in the way! I'm committing vehicular man-burger helper and it tastes like pure liquid relief. Best part is I'm helping the Earth, getting negative 30 miles to the gallon.

Oh, the cops wanna horn in on my heal deal. I'll let 'em co-bask in my reflected glory.

Huh. I seem to have bruises and lumps on my face.

Four words, men. Thanks. Count 'em 'n' weep.

[while his head cut off in a basket] Ooh, free shrimp.

I don't feel so good. My tummy hurts.

[points revolver at sheep] Do you believe in God?

Yes.

[shoots sheep in the head, points revolver at bird] Do you believe in God?

Yes.

[shoots bird in the head, points revolver at Xavier] Do you believe in God?

That's a complicated question. It depends on what you mean by 'God'. You see, I--

[shoves gun into Xavier's face] Yes or no?

[pushes gun away] It helps no one to be reductive. I believe that, that we are here implies to some degree that there are forces larger than us. Now, we can get into the semanticalities--

[becoming agitated] Yes or no?!

The very notion of belief itself can be be rhetorically whittled to the bare nub of its meaning. I'd like to talk to you a lot more about this, would you be interested in reading some of my literature?

No!

My name is Goldern B. Taintnun, as in "T'ain't none of yer goldern beeswax!" ...the 3rd.

It’s always the last door holds thy deepest reward.

I don't want to play with dollies, Mommy. I want to ramble the world to help folks.

What's wrong, little girl?

I can't go to Heaven, 'cause I'm gay.

I'll smuggle you to Heaven, via the Under-brown Male-road.

Once I shove you through this Trojan Arse, you'll be the first gay homo in Heaven.

The Blackie Robinson Uncle Tom, crusoe-mo!

Intruder alert! There has been a breach in the system! Heaven will self destruct in 10 seconds if the intruder does not reveal themselves: 10... 9...

Okay. It's me!

You have sacrificed yourself for the good of the whole. You are now the new messiah. What will be your first act as messiah?!

My first act is...

To drop the act! Now give me some white women for the first black man in Heaven!

Try opening all the doors at once.

(holds ropes tied to the doors) Yes, overload the system! (twists and opens every door at once)

We–

are–

all–

just–

play–

ers–

in–

the–

game–

of–

life!

(After 'saving' the people from cryostasis) I rescued you from icy demise! All your life are belong to me!

(After killing people he 'saved' from cryostasis) That's it! I give up! I sacrificed everything - even your lives - for you people, and what do I get?!

(Whilst peeling off a dead man's face and using it as a mask) I'll just fit in. Take on a normal life! Meet a nice job; hold down a well paying family!