. It doesn't matter whether you work in plutonium or dog food because they ain't gonna give you a thing, there's nowhere left to go! You close this plant down and then what? You're gonna be up in Washington, but we're gonna be down here outta work! Your cancer's a maybe, that's all it is, a maybe…
Silkwood, Mike Nichols (1983)
I don't know why men lie. They just do. Men. Lie.
Body of Evidence, Uli Edel (1993)
- Somebody in this camp ain't what he appears to be. Right now that may be one or two of us. By spring, it could be all of us. - So, how do we know who's human? If I was an imitation, a perfect imitation, how would you know it was really me?
The Thing, John Carpenter (1982)
