There was something about the idea that people putting layer upon laye — 12 Monkeys

"Theres the television. Its all right there — all right there. Look, listen, kneel, pray. Commercials! Were not productive anymore. We dont make things anymore. Its all automated. What are we for then? Were consumers. Yeah. Okay, okay. Buy a lot of stuff, youre a good citizen. But if you dont buy a lot of stuff, if you dont, what are you then, I ask you? What? Mentally ill. Fact, Jim, fact — if you dont buy things: toilet paper, new cars, computerized yo-yos, electrically-operated sexual devices, stereo systems with brain-implanted headphones, screwdrivers with miniature built-in radar devices, voice-activated computers..."

"Oh, wouldnt it be great if I was crazy? Then the world would be okay."

"Its just like whats happening with us, like the past. The movie never changes. It cant change; but every time you see it, it seems different because youre different. You see different things."

"Games, games. Heres some games. Games you wanna get out. Ha! See, more games. Games, they vegitize you. If you play the games, youre voluntarily taking a tranquilizer...Drugs! Whatd they give you? Thorazine? Haldol? How much? Learn your drugs — know your doses. Its elementary..."

"Telephone call? Telephone call? Thats communication with the outside world. Doctors discretion. Nuh-uh. Look, hey — if all of these nuts could just make phone calls, they could spread insanity, oozing through telephone cables, oozing into the ears of all these poor sane people, infecting them. Wackos everywhere, a plague of madness. In fact, very few, very few of us here are actually mentally ill. Im not saying youre not mentally ill, for all I know, youre crazy as a loon. But thats not why youre here. Thats not why youre here. Thats not why youre here! Youre here because of the system."

"Sorry. Uh, sorry. I, I, I got a little agitated. The thought of, uh, escape had crossed my mind, and then suddenly — suddenly — suddenly I felt like bending the fucking bars back, and ripping out the goddamn window frames and eating them — yes, eating them! Leaping, leaping, leaping! Colonics for everyone! All right! You dumbasses. Im a mental patient. Im supposed to act out! Waitll you morons find out who I am! My fathers gonna be really upset, and when my father gets upset, the ground SHAKES! My father is God! I worship my father!"