Furiosa: A Mad Max Saga

Toe Jam: My lips, Dementus's ear. My lips. Dementus. Mary Jo Bassa: Whatever you have to do, however long it takes, promise me you'll find your way home. Plant this seed. Protect the Green Place. Give me this one gift. Promise. The stars be with you. The People Eater: Among us are nine hundred and seventy-two devout warriors. Any one of them, if chosen, would've done the same. Each would die historic for the Immortan Joe. That's why you're fools. You're all fools for coming here! Immortan Joe: Let him come. Body search, no weapons. Whatever he wants, we'll listen. Then kill him on the spot. The Organic Mechanic: Don't worry, love; you'll make an excellent milker. Fang: They were right, the crazy brothers -- she is a mighty thing. Bigger, faster, stronger, further... The Bullet Farmer: That piece of anus-pus Dementus is running Gastown into the ground and blaming everyone but himself! You tell Immortan Joe, we need a meeting -- a war meeting. Otherwise, we're gonna get our tits caught i

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Dementus: History Man? A Word Burger, please. Tears. History Man: Human tears. The secretions of the lacrimal gland containing oils, salts, proteins, and stress hormones. The tears of joy and those of sorrow have different chemical compositions. Dementus: Yes. Sorrow is more... piquant, zesty.

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War Boy: [After a failed self-sacrifice attempt with an arrow sticking out of head] Is this Halvalla? Am I in Valhalla? Rider: What's Valhalla? History Man: Valhalla is the Hall of the Slain. A paradise for dead heroes. Dementus: Good for you. We're looking for a place of abundance! War Boy: What’s abundance? History Man: Abundance, plentifulness. Having a copious quantity of something. War Boy: Co-- What’s "copus quantity"? Dementus: A lotta stuff! A lotta good stuff.

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Scabrous Scrotus: I am Scrotus! Rictus Erectus: I am Rictus! We are the sons of the Immortan Joe! Scrotus: And now... we're going to kill you.

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Immortan Joe: [Referring to Furiosa] Who's that? Dementus: That is my daughter, Little D. Little Dementus. Immortan Joe: She looks nothing like you. Dementus: Yes, well she has none of her perfections and none of my deficiencies. Immortan Joe: Where's the mother? Dementus: Magnificent woman. Fierce, intelligent. Taken so cruelly protecting this little one from marauders. Immortan Joe: She looks pale. Dementus: You look pale! She's perfect -- not like the genetic absurdities you have for sons.

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Immortan Joe: Is he your father? Furiosa: No. He slaughtered my mother. Dementus: True -- that is true. And I can tell you, it made this child tough. Tough enough to survive all sorrows when they come her way. I did that for her! I did that for her.

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