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Sarah Connor (Terminator 2: The Judgement Day)

"The unknown future rolls toward us. I face it for the first

time with a sense of hope, because if a machine, a terminator, can learn the value of human

life, maybe we can too."

"Fucking men like you built the hydrogen bomb. Men like you thought it up. You think you're so creative. You don't know what it's like to really create something; to create a life; to feel it growing inside you. All you know how to create is death... "

 

John Connor (Terminator 3)

"There is no fate, but what we make for ourselves!"

 

T-800 (Terminator)

"I'll be back!"

"Hasta la vista, baby!"

"Fuck you, asshole!"

"Get down!"

"Come with me if you wanna live!"

 

HULK

"HULK SMASH! HULK BASH! ... HULK's friend hurt?"

 

RoboCop

"Your move, creep!"

"Stay out of throuble!"

"Thank you for your cooperation"

"This is a bust!"

"I have to go! Soewhere there's a crime happening"

"Serve the public trust! Protect the innocent! Uphold the law!"

 

MAD MAX

"I'm scared, Fif. It's that rat circus out there, I'm beginning to enjoy it. Look, any longer out on that road and I'm one of them, a terminal psychotic, except that I've got this bronze badge that says that I'm one of the good guys."

 

Nightrider (Mad Max)

"I am the Nightrider. I'm a fuel injected suicide machine. I am the rocker, I am the roller, I am the out-of-controller! I AM THE NIGHTRIDER!!! Can you see me, man? Can you see me?"

 

Mad Max 2: The Road Warrior

My life fades. The vision dims. All that remains are memories. I remember a time of chaos. Ruined dreams. This wasted land. But most of all, I remember the Road Warrior. The man we called 'Max'

To understand who he was, you have to go back to another time. When the world was powered by the black fuel. And the desert sprouted great cities of pipe and steel. Gone now, swept away. For reasons long forgotten, two mighty warrior tribes went to war and touched off a blaze which engulfed them all. Without fuel they were nothing. They built a house of straw. The thundering machines sputtered and stopped. Their leaders talked and talked and talked. But nothing could stem the avalanche. Their world crumbled. The cities exploded. A whirlwind of looting, a firestorm of fear. Men began to feed on men.

On the roads it was a white line nightmare. Only those mobile enough to scavenge, brutal enough to pillage would survive. The gangs took over the highways, ready to wage war for a tank of juice. And in this maelstrom of decay, ordinary men were battered and smashed.

Men like Max. The warrior Max. In the roar of an engine, he lost everything. And became a shell of a man, a burnt out, desolate man, a man haunted by the demons of his past, a man who wandered out into the wasteland. And it was here, in this blighted place, that he learned to live again.

 

Mad Max III: Beyond Thunderdome

crowd: "Two men enter, one man leave!"

 

Aunty Entity: And what did you do before all this?

Max: I was a cop, a driver.

Aunty Entity: But how the world turns. One day, cock of the walk. Next, a feather duster.

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