Nja, ég veit ekki…en það er allavega góð leið til að meiða andstæðinginn! :D<br><br><font color=“#808080”>Tell me, Mr. Anderson: what good is a phone call if you are… unable to speak?</font>
<font color=“#808080”>I believe that as a species, human beings define their reality through misery and suffering.</font>
<font color=“#808080”>You disappoint me.</font>
<font color=“#808080”>Hear that, Mr. Anderson? That is the sound of inevitability. It is the sound of your death.</font>
<font color=“#808080”>Humans are a disease, a cancer of this planet. You are a plague, and we are the cure.</font>
<font color=“#808080”>Like the dinosaur - look out that window - you had your time. The future is our world. The future is our time.</font>
<font color=“#808080”>I <i>hate</i> this place, this zoo, this prison, this reality, whatever you want to call it. I can't stand it anymore. It's the smell, if there is such a thing. I can taste your stink, and every time I do, I fear I've somehow been contaminated by it.</font>
<font color=“#808080”>I am the Alpha of your Omega; The Beginning of your End.</font