[maniacal laugh]
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Nobunaga Oda: . Retreat and find doom. Advance and find doom. Which will it be? You shall all perish in flames!Comment
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Nobunaga Oda: [calmly, after failing to save Nobunaga in Noh's Betrayal at Honnouji] A man's life is but 50 years. It is but a dream - an illusion in the great order of things. None given life in this world can escape destruction. So my life has come to an end, but the end of everything is only the beginning of everything.Comment
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Kunoichi: [using her True Musou attack] Play of the day! I do love this game!Comment
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Hideyoshi Hashiba: [after building the one night castle at Sunomata, singing and dancing badly] Behold the castle that was built in one day! What genius could have done this, you say? It's the Hideyoshi, Hideyoshi we praise, the man who built the castle in just one day, whee! It's the Hideyoshi, Hideyoshi we praise, the man who built the castle in just one day!Comment
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Keiji Maeda: [using his True Musou attack] Why are tigers strong? Because they're born that way!Comment
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Shingen Takeda, Toshitsune Maeda: [using his True Musou attack] Witness the true Art of War!... or something to that effect.Comment
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Nobunaga Oda: [giving initial orders at the Battle of Nagashino] This battle is not only about victory or defeat! We need to prove that our muskets are superior to the Takeda cavalry!Comment
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Keiji Maeda: [frustrated] Who cares about winning in style? That's not why I fight!Comment
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Nobunaga Oda: [annoyed] We are waging war on history... do you not understand that, samurai?Comment
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Kenshin Uesugi: [angrily, while using his True Musou attack] Flames of Hell! Vanquish the wicked!Comment
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Ieyasu Tokugawa, Kagetsuna Katakura: [before the Battle of Nagashino] I see...Comment
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Mitsuhide Akechi: Not even the foreign merchants spoke of a musket technique like this! Perhaps this really is the key to ending the chaos...Comment
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Nobunaga Oda: No. Without changing the people, there will be no end to chaos, or anything, for that matter.Comment
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[aims a musket towards Keiji, who is relaxing a few feet away]Comment
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Nobunaga Oda: Will you change? Or will you simply cease to be? Well, samurai?Comment
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[fires a shot at Keiji that grazes his cheek, then laughs]Comment
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Nobunaga Oda: So that is your answer.Comment
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Nobunaga Oda: [coldly] Without destruction, there is no creation... there is no change.Comment
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Nobunaga Oda: [coldly, after eliminating Ikko Buddhists at the Battle of Ise-Nagashima] Some fools are beyond salvation.Comment
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Nobunaga Oda: [angrily, during the siege of his own castle, Azuchi, from Mitsuhide] Azuchi is the embodiment of MY will, Mitsuhide. It will not be tamed by the likes of you.Comment
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Mitsuhide Akechi: [angrily, to Hideyoshi at his Battle of Yamasaki] You dare use the lord's death to serve your own ambition? Do you have any idea how it feels to slay your own lord? No, you understand nothing, and for that you will die.Comment
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Thomas Fairchild: You're still reaching for the moon.Comment
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Sabrina Fairchild: No, father. The moon's reaching for me!Comment
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Sabrina Fairchild: [narrating] Once upon a time, on the north shore of Long Island, some 30 miles from New York, there lived a small girl on a large estate. The estate was very large indeed and had many servants. There were gardeners to take care of the gardens, and a tree surgeon on a retainer. There was a boatman to take care of the boats: to put them in the water in the spring, and scrape their bottoms in the winter. There were specialists to take care of the grounds: the outdoor tennis court and the indoor tennis court, the outdoor swimming pool and the indoor swimming pool. And there was a man of no particular title who took care of a small pool in the garden for a goldfish named George. Also on the estate, there was a chauffeur by the name of Fairchild, who had been imported from England, years ago, together with a new Rolls Royce. Fairchild was a fine chauffeur of considerable polish, like the eight cars in his care, and he had a daughter by the name of Sabrina. It was the eve of the annual six meter yacht races, and as had been tradition on Long Island for the past 30 years, the Larrabees were giving a party. It never rained on the night of the Larrabee party, the Larrabees wouldn't have stood for it. There were four Larrabees in all: father, mother and two sons. Maude and Oliver Larrabee were married in nineteen hundred and six and among their many wedding presents was a townhouse in New York and this estate for weekends. The town house has since been converted into Saks Fifth Avenue. Linus Larrabee, the elder son, graduated from Yale, where his classmates voted him the man Most Likely to Leave his Alma Mater Fifty Million Dollars. His brother, David, went through several of the best eastern colleges for short periods of time, and through several marriages for even shorter periods of time. He is now a successful six-goal polo player, and is listed on Linus's tax return as a six hundred dollar deduction. Life was pleasant among the Larrabees, for this was as close to heaven as one could get on Long Island.Comment
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Baron St. Fontanel: A woman happily in love, she burns the souffle. A woman unhappily in love, she forgets to turn on the oven.Comment
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The Professor: Bonjour, mesdames et monsiuers. Yesterday we have learned the correct way how to boil water. Today we will learn the correct way how to crack an egg. Voila! An egg. Now, an egg is not a stone; it is not made of wood, it is a living thing. It has a heart. So when we crack it, we must not torment it. We must be merciful and execute it quickly, like with the guillotine.Comment
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David Larrabee: You don't live here!Comment
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Sabrina: Yes, I do.Comment
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David Larrabee: I live here!Comment
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Sabrina: Hi, neighbor.Comment
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Linus Larrabee: Look at me. Joe College, with a touch of arthritis.Comment
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Sabrina Fairchild: Kiss me, David.Comment
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David Larrabee: Love to, Sabrina.Comment
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Sabrina Fairchild: Again. That's better.Comment
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David Larrabee: What's wrong, darling? You're not worried about us, are you, because I'm not. So there'll be a big stink in the family. Who cares?Comment
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Sabrina Fairchild: Hold me close, David.Comment
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David Larrabee: We could build a raft and sail on the Pacific Ocean, like Kon Tiki. Or we could climb the highest mountain like Annapurna.Comment
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Sabrina Fairchild: Keep talking, David. Keep talking.Comment
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Thomas Fairchild: Democracy can be a wickedly unfair thing Sabrina. Nobody poor was ever called democratic for marrying somebody rich.Comment
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Thomas Fairchild: I like to think of life as a limousine... though we are all riding together we must remember our places, there is a front seat and a back seat and a window in between.Comment
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Linus Larrabee: After all, this is the 20th century, Father.Comment
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Oliver Larrabee: Twentieth century? Why, I could pick a century out of a hat, blindfolded, and come up with a better one.Comment
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Linus Larrabee: I wish I were dead with my back broken.Comment
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David Larrabee: I've been trying to write her a poem. What rhymes with "glass"?Comment
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Linus Larrabee: Glass... hmm... I know, "alas".Comment
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Oliver Larrabee: Seems an awfully expensive way just to get a girl out of our hair.Comment
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Linus Larrabee: What are you talking about? You can't even get a little olive out of a jar!Comment
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David Larrabee: I thought you two had eloped! Well, that would be okay, but not in my car.Comment
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Mr. Denzel Crocker: [coming out of the psychiatric ward] At last, I'm cured! No more fairies! For the first time in my life, I'm able to focus on other things! I invented cold fusion! There's no limit to the good I can do for humanity!Comment
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