Character: Bruce

Bruce can take.
- Bruce? No, no, she'll eat them alive. Behave Bruce.
- Oh, you hot bitches! Come on, all aboard. Crocodiles are very sensitive creatures and beautiful lovers. Courtship they are erotic. The male swims past the female with his long body, lightly touching her sides twisting and slowly turning her on. Until she is ready, then they sink down and it successfully penetrates into it, and again, and again and again.

- One day we all will meet again.
- I hope
- Hope is important. It's the last thing you have.

I will say, in my experience, that strange fire and strange voices never led to anything good.

-... Anyway, I think we have a lot of problems.
- Look, nobody said that loving your neighbor would be easy. And you, directly, the middle.
And I appreciate it.
All of us sometimes need help, Bruce. There is no shame in hard times.

I Am Bruce Almighty! My will be done!

- Fish are friends, not food!

Man, loving the insane, forced to constantly monitor your mind, because sooner or later each of us understands how precarious his brain. Constantly watching the crazy, Willy-nilly, closer to him. It turns out, sane breeze, and sanity begins to introduce something temporary and unreliable.

- ... you're going too far.
Someone has to do it.