You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.
Where’d you get the coconuts?
Very well, Dallas, we are history.
Soylent green is PEOPLE!
Danger, Will Robinson, danger!
He’s dead, Jim.
The hills are alive… with the sound of nothing done… Bah. Dratted cold/flu, whatever.
One more dawn! One more day! One daaaaaay more!