Normal: Well, well, well... so far, your moron colleagues have come up with the following excuses for why you're strolling in here at the crack of noon - you had a dental emergency, your aunt died... again, and my personal favorite from this idiot - you were detained by the sector police for practicing witchcraft. Now, would you care to further insult my intelligence?
Max Guevara: I overslept.
Original Cindy: He's from Manticore, huh? Say what you want - they sure know how to make 'em pretty.
Max Guevera/X5-452: Try spending an afternoon with him. He'll drive you crazy with his laughing, and his talking, and his breathing.
Original Cindy: Sugar, you got issues.
Max: Guess we're just gonna have to get their attention, then.
Alec: Please tell me you're gonna get naked.
Donald Lydecker: Alcoholism is not a disease, it's a failing. You've turned it into a church. You worship the altar of self-pity. I come to these rooms for one reason, to remember what I don't want to become... helpless, impotent, and weak.
Max Guevara: I'm not that high-minded. Lydecker's the one guy that knows what's going on in this freak show body of mine... Whether or not this bar code has an expiration date. I guess I couldn't let him die with that secret.
Logan Cale: Whatever you have to tell yourself. Fact is, you saved a man's life.
Max Guevara: A bad man.
Max Guevara: We'll play "pin the name on the barcode" later.
Logan Cale: If I just had my ass handed to me by a size three, I'd be inclined to mind my own business.
Max Guevara: Go for Max.
Joshua: Little fella. Little fella, everything's gone sideways. It's-It's fubar. There be people screaming. And-And Gem is trying to keep her legs crossed so the baby won't pop out.
Max Guevara: You're such a gentleman, too bad I'm not a lady.
X5 494/"Alec": Copulation between X5 452 and myself successful, Ma'am. Twice.
Max Guevara: You're so stupid, the word special comes to mind.
X5 494/"Alec": We're living on borrowed time. And if you don't put your heart out there on the line, you're never really living at all.
Max Guevara: Two million years of human evolution and this is what we get.
Max Guevara: You morons.
Logan Cale: You're a thief?
Max Guevara: Girl's gotta make a living.
Logan Cale: Thank God.
Max Guevara: First time I ever heard that one.
Logan Cale: All set?
Zack: Would I have come back here if everything wasn't all set?
Logan Cale: It's a figure of speech.
Normal: I don't want to interrupt your social life with my petty concerns so why don't we just close down the business and live off the charity of strangers.
Max Guevara: At Manticore, Lydecker used to tell us the same thing - "there are no limits. "What the mind can conceive, the body can achieve... With the right training." Only we could still get shot and killed like Eva starve to death... Or drown. I've often wondered why we didn't just turn on him. We were stronger, faster. Any one of us could have snapped his neck before he knew what hit him, but we were too scared and he knew it.
Max Guevara: I had to have radical emergency amateur brain surgery to remove a nanochip from my cerebellum before I stroked from a neurochemical overload."
Jace: I am dumb. I am so damn dumb, it would take ten acts of divine providence to raise me to the sublime heights of blissful ignorance, sir.
Zack: Did you look in the yellow pages under "black helicopter operations"?
Logan Cale: Oh, another Manticore wit.
Answer: Max's disease is specifically tailored to work only on cells exhibiting Logan's genome. No one else would notice it.
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