These are my favorite quotes from the past week, not just from shows currently on the air, but also other random things I happen to be watching.
The Man In The High Castle
Tagomi: Fate is fluid, Colonel Waggoner. Destiny is in the hands of men.
Randall: It takes a lot of effort not to be free, keeping your head down, holding your tongue.
Cat: It’s not that I don’t see your frown, it’s just that I don’t care enough to ask why it’s there.
Jane the Virgin
Instructor: I know it can seem a little silly, but that’s how language develops. Narrate everything.
Narrator: But don’t step on my toes, Jane. I’ve got a job to do.
Narrator: How do you find the words to say that your psychotic ex-wife inseminated herself with your stolen sperm?
Michael: What exactly is the emergency here?
Rogelio: You are too pale for the baptism photos.
Michael: I’m a police officer! An emergency means someone is dead!
Rogelio: Well, you look like a corpse! Close enough.
Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Gemma: You were right. There’s no hope on this planet.
Will: That’s what I used to think. Then you showed up.
Valerie: I’m gonna toss her off your deck.
Alex: No, don’t do that. You know she’ll survive and then you’ll have to push her around in a wheelchair.
Randy: We spend our whole lives waiting for our parents to apologize. They spend theirs waiting for a thank you. Neither of us ever gets what we want.
Lance: Living in this city. Dealing with what we’re dealing with right now? We’re all desperate. We’ve all been made to do desperate things. Terrible things. But I gotta believe that we are not beyond redemption. And I gotta believe that this city can still be saved. ‘Cause once we stop believing, that’s when this city really dies. And us, us, right along with it. Maybe, just maybe, we start saving our home by saving ourselves first. And that means facing up to our mistakes. That means facing justice.
Beverly: Halloween is a night where gangs of street toughs roam the sidewalks looking to rough up children and take their candy.
Murray: Street toughs? In Jenkintown?
Beverly: They drive in. And don’t even get me started on the kidnappers. They hitch a ride with the street toughs.
Murray: So they’re all carpooling.
Beverly: Maybe they’re taking the bus!
Murray: What kind of bus is this?!
Elijah: I wanted to assemble minds curious about the world and eager to improve it, allowing them time and circumstance to do so. My desire was to create an elite brotherhood devoted to a new, better civilization. It was naive. Eventually, I was forced to abandon them once I realized I’d cultivated a legion of ego-maniacal sociopaths.
Cassandra: Called you because I didn’t want you hearing voices in front of your niece like a crazy person.
Alex: That’s so considerate of you.
The Norseman: Who are you?
Mr. Johnson: Oh, I’m the Pit Boss. I tidy up.