When I was a little boy, I used to work in a sweatshop. We made deodorant.

“You stare down your opponent, lights twinkle, but you don’t blink. This is all …”

“What I’m doing is not doing anything, and I’m doing a half-ass job.”

“I wasn’t dead, I was asleep. There’s a difference, however slight. That subtle …”

“Robots don’t make better lovers, but Roberts do.”