Politics

"Capitalism. Capitalism fucked me beyond all recognition. Trant is right."

Apologies, you're right! The need for a strong central government has always been clear to you. You're a true patriot of Revachol -- born to do it.

Glory to the Revolution, comrade! Whether you like it or not, wearing this hat has made you more communist.

You're a little more moralist now, buddy. A little more normal. Even if you didn't want to be.

Remember, when they come to take it away from you -- you worked for those shoes. Whether you like it or not, wearing these shoes has made you more liberal -- ultraliberal.

"I just thought it would be a nice gesture. I'm sorry..."

He finishes his slice and brushes the wheat-free flour off his hands. "That wasn't terrible. Well, shall we?"

"This is an expression of me. My individualism."

"I defied bourgeoisie morality in here. Defied it hard."

"No, I meant disco... never mind."

"Yes. Disco doorgunning villagers."

"I wished to embrace The Gloaming ahead of time. The undoing of the atoms called to me."

Hmm... maybe I should. Yes. (Look at the gun and start thinking about it.)

Suicide Cop does have a ring to it. I should think about it -- but only a little.

What a pity. Because that's totally me. Suicide Cop.

"I'm ten times more radical than you. I'm a radical centrist. I keep this place sane."

"I just nailed you. Me. Fucking me -- this sorry cop."

"Boom -- I got you. Me, the most boring cop on Earth."