Big fan of this bad boy: I’ll tear down the Eiffel Tower if I have to!
And not to mention pretty much anything to come out of Arnie’s mouth such as:
I live to see you eat that contract, but I hope you leave enough room for my fist because I’m going to ram it into your stomach and break your god-damn spine!
A phase plasma pulse rifle, in 40 watt range.
Get to the chopper!
My CPU is a neural net processor, a learning computer.
*My job requires mostly masking my contempt for the assholes in charge, and, at least once a day, retiring to the men’s room so I can jerk off while I fantasize about a life that less closely resembles Hell.
We’ve met before, but something tells me you’re going to remember me this time.*