PewPew Nightingale:
I'll get you, my pretty...
PewPew Nightingale:
Shhhh... no one cares..
PewPew Nightingale:
Trouble´s coming...
PewPew Nightingale:
The night is bleeding like a cut
PewPew Nightingale:
Dear Santa, I was framed.
PewPew Nightingale:
When I'm good, I'm very good, but when I'm bad, I'm better.
PewPew Nightingale:
Rosebud
PewPew Nightingale:
Honey,you gotta sin to be saved!
PewPew Nightingale:
Themis
PewPew Nightingale:
Star Bucks
PewPew Nightingale:
The moth prefers the moon and detests the sun.
PewPew Nightingale:
What a cute spider on your shoulder...
PewPew Nightingale:
We are all made of stars...
PewPew Nightingale:
In the realm of madness, the jester reigns supreme.
PewPew Nightingale:
Well, well, well...
PewPew Nightingale:
Because I want to know who I’m looking at.
PewPew Nightingale:
Watch your head...
PewPew Nightingale:
I bet you thought you'd seen the last of me.
PewPew Nightingale:
FaBOOlous!
PewPew Nightingale:
’Out,out, brief candle’
PewPew Nightingale:
Sometimes it’s only madness that makes us what we are.
PewPew Nightingale:
I'm going out to get a bite to drink.
PewPew Nightingale:
Ack! Ack! Ack!
PewPew Nightingale:
Bury them with a smile...
PewPew Nightingale:
If they ask, I wasn't just a great pair of legs...
PewPew Nightingale:
Darling, I’m made of cartoon cells.
PewPew Nightingale:
I delight in what I fear.
PewPew Nightingale:
Woman... Friend... Wife...
PewPew Nightingale:
You stay, we belong dead.
PewPew Nightingale:
Oh, no. He lives.
