Doom (2005)
Semper Fi, Motherfucker!
I feel like the one-legged man in an ass kicking contest.
You pulled a whip on me? Are you out of your fucking mind? Let me tell you something – DON’T
I will kill anyone who touches you. Because that’s my job.
So raise your hand if you think that was a Russian water-tentacle.
Memories are meant to fade. They’re designed that way for a reason.
There was one thing my murderer didn’t understand; he didn’t understand how much a father could love his child.
Listen dad, I’m howling at the Moon, I’m dodging silver bullets. I have a $5 haircut, I’m struggling at school.