January 9, 2011 | 0 Comments
Rollo: Say hello to Dorothy, bitch.
Rollo: Say hello to Dorothy, bitch.
Rollo: So you’re Scales, huh? Scales: Yeah. And the yellow-brick road is that way.
Max: Doesn’t anyone value showmanship anymore?
Orwell: Why the getup? Vince: I have my reasons. It’s an unconventional war.
Max: You give me your soul Vince Faraday, and I’ll make you the greatest circus act that ever lived.
Max: I’ve broken 92 bones in pursuit of the perfect illusion. Trained a generation of escapists, acrobats, magicians. I specialize in…
Peter: Do we think the raccoon acted alone?
Chess: We are in the middle game. Pawns become crucial and out of your inexperience, you left your king vulnerable.
Police Chief: I hope that Chess character had a front row seat. Chess: Backstage Pass.