Crom, I have never prayed to you before. I have no tongue for it. No one, not even you, will remember if we were good men or bad. Why we fought, and why we died. All that matters is that today, two stood against many. Valour pleases you, so grant me this one request. Grant me revenge! And if you do not listen, the HELL with you! (co-written by Robert E. Howard, John Milius, Frank Summer)
Life is like a mop . . . and sometimes life gets full of dirt and crud and bugs and hair balls and stuff and you, you, you got to clean it out. You got to put it in here and rinse it off and start over again, and sometimes you know, a mop . . . a mop is not good enough you, you got to get down there like with a toothbrush, you know, and you get to really scrub to get it clean . . . you got to get it off, you got to really try to get it off . . . and if that doesn't work, if that doesn't work you can't give up. You got to stand right up, you got to run to a window and say 'Hey these floors are dirty as hell and I'm not going to take it any more!'