We were aiming for the moon. Navigator went metric on us. Too late for him now. SEATAC maybe Coast Guard. No guns, me. No guns, you.

Denim jackets that proclaim There ain't gonna be a tomorrow, bay-bee?

At least, it's a start

You've heard of two men enter, one man leaves?

Negative. I am a meat popsicle

I don't take the standard deduction, I'm just one of those odd people with a mortgage. Perhaps you should look into what accountants or other odd people like me call "itemizing" your taxes.

Or their work is tsoast

one of the first hurdles is for them to get a bank account

"Your honor it is such a tough hurdle that I decided to go into other people's accounts"

"Using a tunnel, that leads to the vault. Which brings us here, now, in this courtroom."

Must require secure clearance to even press 18 in the elevator, and a key opens the concealed "F" button. The elevator stops in between floors so a person the size of that Game of Thrones hero would still have to climb out

Through no action on your part. One night, while reading the papers for anything you've missed in the obituaries, the phone rings. Would you mind coming downtown to the station...

It's not well defined what he's defending against or what it looks like when an agent goes bad (or how to check their motivations, etc). This is a money grab, nothing more.

While people in the West have figured that out without getting laid -- the /. business model

Don't you mean a Memento Mori?

In the original spec, it specified that the "C" stood for confusion, and to this day that art has stood the test of what, now?

Are you sure it was mass termination not mass starvation?

I ask, because it seems a small segment of the populace got excited for the wrong reasons, of course.