Quotes About Confrontation

You came to see me about something?" "Yes, ma'am. A lawyer is here." "Toss him out a window." "Her, actually, I think." "So toss her out, then. Equally defenestratable.

I was getting away with something in my own way. But then I get here and saw you, brain-dead and with tubes coming out of every part of your body. And I realized I wasn't getting away with anything. Just like you didn't get away with anything. You were just born, fucked around for a while, got hit by a car and died, and that's your whole life story right there. You don't win by getting through all you life not having done anything.

I'm saying you should come over." "Maybe I'm avoiding you." "You're doing a fucking poor job of it, then, standing in my office.

I don't know that it will matter even then," Cardenia said. "I'm continually confronted with the human tendency to ignore or deny facts until the last possible instant. And then for several days after that, too.

Traitorous, murdering garbage, from your fucking glitterdumpster of a mother on down.

Harvey called it his Occam's razor theory of combat: The simplest way of kicking someone's ass was usually the correct one.

I looked at Fowler, who had had a bullet applied directly to her forehead.

This man had gone to new places, met new races and exterminated them on sight. He looked all of twenty-three years old.

Hello, Anon-a-Writer! In one hand I have a restraining order, and in the other I have a Taser. Which would you like to meet first?

I want to be there when you question him." "No you don't." "I really do." "Let me put it another way, Lord Marce. Fuck you, go away.

I'm going to shoot him twice now. We still need to bring him in alive, I said. I didn't say I was going to kill him, Powell replied. Just that I was going to shoot him twice.

Nadashe propped herself up and smiled at her mother. "Hi, Mom," she said. The Countess Nohamapetan slapped her daughter hard across the face. "That's for killing your brother," she said. Then she slapped Nadashe again. "What's that one for?" Nadashe asked. "For getting caught.

You want explanations," Colonel Abel Rigney said to Coloma from behind his desk at Phoenix Station. In a chair in front of the desk, Colonel Liz Egan sat, watching Coloma. "What I want is to walk you out of an airlock," Coloma said, to Rigney. She glanced over to Egan in her chair. "And possibly walk you out after him." She returned her gaze to Rigney. "But for now, an explanation will do.

the first moment I met Watson it was clear that he was the sort of cocky, willfully ignorant son of a bitch who would get himself or his squadmates killed. My problem was I was his squadmate.

Which means I will have failed because of you. I may be low on the diplomatic totem pole, but I am sufficiently high enough on it that when I push you, you will die from the fall." She looked over to Schmidt. "And he'll kill you when he lands.

That left one missile. That one went to my best guess as to where Control was. Because fuck that guy.

Are you insane? You can't just barge into my office and tell people to fuck off.""And yet here I am," Kiva said. "In your office. Telling this extraneous dimwit to fuck off.

He held the apple box against his chest. And then he leaned over and set the box in the stream and steadied it with his hand. He said fiercely, Go down an' tell 'em. Go down in the street an' rot an' tell 'em that way. That's the way you can talk. Don' even know if you was a boy or a girl. Ain't gonna find out. Go on down now, an' lay in the street. Maybe they'll know then.

First the strangers came with argument and authority and gunpowder to back up both. And in the four hundred years Kino's people had learned only one defense - a slight slitting of the eyes and a slight tightening of the lips and a retirement. Nothing could break down this wall, and they could remain whole within the wall.

Why, Jesus Christ, Ma, they comes a time when the on'y way a fella can keep his decency is by takin' a sock at a cop.

You have defied not the pearl buyers, but the whole structure, the whole way of life, and I am afraid for you

Why don't you beat him?

Finally, although they didn't want to, Hazel and Jones were chosen to call on Doc. They found him working over a tide chart while he ate a chicken stew of which the principal ingredient was not chicken but sea cucumber. They thought he looked at them a little coldly. "It's Darling," they said. "She's sick.

I noticed that. And if you ever lay your head on my back again while your riding bitch I'll throw you into traffic. ~Woody Stevens - John Travolta - Wild Hogs