Operation: Endgame Quotes

Judgement: Let me ask you a question. Five-three, ninety-nine and a quarter pounds, skin like a porcelain mug full of lactate, nipples size of a baby's fingernails.

Heirophant: What's the question?

Judgement: You be the judge.

High Priestess: I wish it was Sunday.

Fool: How do I know for sure you are who I think you are?

High Priestess: Well, for one, we were just speaking in code. And two... I currently have a Para Carry 9mm pointed squarely at your crotch. I'm High Priestess. Nice to meet you.

Chariot: Let's put it this way: If it weren't for Omega...

Fool: Which is who?

High Priestess: Us.

Chariot: ...the Middle East would be a cloud of dust right now.

Fool: Uh, isn't the Middle East already kind of a cloud of dust?

High Priestess: He meant literally.

Fool: What does Alpha do?

Chariot: You know, the usual. Some president, UN official, American politician wants to talk shit about the military industrial complex, wants to stop spending $600 billion on a war with no fucking end, well, whether it be 1963 or now, they intervene.

Fool: All right, so what happens if that door malfunctions? How do we get out?

Chariot: You don't.

Devil: [Temperence stands speechless after seeing Fool] Do you find sometimes a pregnant pause just, just says it all?

Chariot: Yes, sir, the tension's palpable.

Empress: I'm hot.

Fool: [Chariot is showing Fool his new office] Am I smaller than everyone else is? And there's a column in the middle.

Chariot: Yeah, well, it's 'cause it's your first day. And you're a fucking loser.

Magician: Hey, just out of curiosity, what happened to you? I mean, when I first got here, you were the shit, I mean, I wanted to be you. Now, you know, you're like - I don't know. You're like... borderline homeless. You're a fucking... deadbeat.

Chariot: Yeah, well, look on the bright side. My poetry's really coming along.

Chariot: Little baby dick grew some balls?

Magician: Just orders, man. Just following orders.

Chariot: Well, your subservience will be the death of you.

Magician: I just... I can't imagine not waking up tomorrow, you know?

Empress: I can.

Carl: Do you think now that I'm single, someone like Temperance would ever date me?

Neil: Not unless you pay for it.

Chariot: Hey, you know what, you guys have been great, but I'm gonna go drink myself to death.

Empress: Shut the fuck up.

Chariot: Chug my cock.

Empress: You know, before you opened your mouth, I actually entertained the possibility of fucking you one last time.

Emperor: It's that fleeting, huh?

Empress: I know. It's unfortunate, right?

Fool: You do this every morning?

Chariot: [laughs] No, no, I drink as much as I do, because every day is Christmas.

Chariot: Do you want to do the introductions?

High Priestess: No, my fucking feet hurt.

Chariot: I say we watch her and we watch alpha team; I got a bad feeling about this.

Emperor: You sure that's not just the DTs talking?

Chariot: Well I'm still drunk, so, it can't be the DTs.

Emperor: There you go, you corrected me.