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What, do all black cyborgs look alike to you?
Umm, anyone remember us? No speak Tamaranean.
I was left to die on Technis. That is what happened to me, Donna.
Piece o'cake, I said? Piece of o'cake? When am I gonna learn to shut up?
Dick's pager isn't respondin'. He's definitely taking this whole retirement thing seriously.
You can get out of here, Gar. I have to think about this.
Been in fights before, but never nothin' like this. These things aren't even human, and I'm fightin' on worlds not even my dad dreamed existed. Hell, don't know if this is real or a dream or a nightmare... But if I don't keep fightin', I'll never wake up to find out.
You guys give machines a bad name.
So yeah, real friends... I didn't have 'em while I was growin' up. An' sometimes I get a bit misty-eyed 'cause I certainly do have 'em now.
I'm about to have some long overdue fun!
Ron's giving me access to his memory banks. I can access them. See everything he's seen. The question is... do I want to?
Mebbe I gotta look like a blasted robot, but do I gotta talk like one, too?
These creeps are all over the place. I smash a couple with my fists-- Take a few more out with my sound blaster... But they keep crawling outta the plastic here! But what bothers me is that I'm gettin' off on smashin' them! I wanna hurt 'em even though I know that's wrong! Does the savage they brought out in me still control my thoughts? Or, is this the way we all are, deep down in our hearts?
Man, what's wrong with me? After the Terminator kidnapped her, I was so ashamed I didn't speak to her for weeks... Now, 'cause I believed that Wright creep an' didn't even ask her if it was true-- Sarah might die! An' if she dies, it's my fault. She kept callin'. She wanted to see me, an' like a jerk I refused. Wouldn't give her a chance to explain because I was scared she'd dumped me! Well, if we get through this alive, I ain't ever gonna be that kinda jerk again!
Hadda be crazy thinkin' we meant that way to each other. Where was your mind, Stone? What've you been thinkin' 'bout all these months? She was a friend, made me feel good inside an' I thought we loved each other more'n just friends do. Not angry at her. Not even mad at her. Ain't her fault. It's mine! Mine!
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