I'm sorry. For lynching you. Hanged a dark-skinned man — it was in very poor taste. We're in a weird, tense place, racially, in America. I don't want to add to that climate of hatred.

Technical Boy

You're a person. I know people. Everything about all of them. You have a name. Shadow Moon. You have a blood type and a recurring nightmare. B-positive and an orchard of bones. You prefer Swiss to cheddar and can't abide the tines of two forks touching.

Mr. World

Wouldn't you like an upgrade? A brand new, lemon-scented you?

Media [as Marilyn Monroe]

Full-color pinup to film legend to murdered. Oh, don't believe what they say about an accidental overdose. Last thing I saw from the floor of my Brentwood bungalow was a CIA spook jabbing a needle into my eyeball, lest I tell Kennedy tales unwanted.

Media

You're the wife. You're the dead wife. Give me my fucking coin, dead wife.

Mad Sweeney

Mass delusions are as old as I am. I was there when the Martians invaded in 1938. What a panic. Powerful panic. Now there are starmen waiting in the sky. They believed it was true, and it was.

Media [as David Bowie]

Laura: Are you still my puppy?
Shadow: No. I'm not.

You know, you've gotten yourself mixed up in some really weird shit, Shadow. I'm watching out for you.

Laura

I wasn't lying when I said I could wait for you at the time that I said it. I sort of knew that it had the potential of being a lie, but I was giving myself the benefit of the doubt that there was a version of events where it wouldn't be a lie.

Laura

Laura: Hi, puppy.
Shadow: Hey... baby. The fuck you doing here?

Gods are great, but people are greater. For it is in their hearts that gods are born, and to their hearts that they return. Gods live and gods die. And soon enough, Nunyunnini was entirely forgotten.

Mr. Ibis

American Gods Season 1 Episode 5 Quotes

Laura: Hi, puppy.
Shadow: Hey... baby. The fuck you doing here?

Gods are great, but people are greater. For it is in their hearts that gods are born, and to their hearts that they return. Gods live and gods die. And soon enough, Nunyunnini was entirely forgotten.

Mr. Ibis