Roger Smith: People are not ruled by their memories.
Roger Smith: Well, I do have some household rules, Dorothy, and while living here you're obligated to observe every one of them.
R. Dorothy Wayneright: What kind of rules?
Roger Smith: The first one is a rule that even I follow. If you stay here, then you wear black.
R. Dorothy Wayneright: Your sense of fashion, Roger... really reeks.
Roger Smith: You have to use your pent-up energy to fight through the harshness of reality.
R. Dorothy Wayneright: Pardon?
Roger Smith: That's Roger Smith's Rule Number Two.
Roger Smith: We have choices. Some people like to stand in the rain without an umbrella. That's what it means to live free.
R. Dorothy Wayneright: You're a louse, Roger Smith.
Roger Smith: Well, that's a first. I'm used to human women saying that to me.
Roger Smith: Big O! And action.
Beck Gold: Worried about your robot lover?
Roger Smith: Don't be ridiculous, Beck, that's physically impossible.
R. Dorothy Wayneright: What do you mean "impossible"? You're so cruel, Roger Smith, you're so cruel.
Roger Smith: Norman must be senile. How else could he possibly confuse an android for a woman?
R. Dorothy Wayneright: You couldn't tell the difference at first, either.
Roger Smith: Er - it was dark! I couldn't see in that dump.
R. Dorothy Wayneright: Aren't you cold?
Roger Smith: Oh, hello, Dorothy. Are you now worried about my health?
R. Dorothy Wayneright: Not really.
Mugen: When you point a sword at someone either you kill them or they kill you, there ain't no inbetween. So quit talkin' like a fuckin' pussy. Anyone who can't handle that should just shut THE fuck UP and GET over IT.
