izombie sentence starters ( season 1 episode 9.)
“ this intimidation routine you’ve got going must usually work wonders.”
“ thing is, i’m bigger and i’m not going anywhere.”
“ i should’ve done something.”
“ what could you have possibly done?”
“ do you have another option?”
“ oh, it has been too long, my friend.”
“ now, who wants to go slay some dark creatures of the night and make the world a safer place for all of mankind?”
“ it is my quest, and i will not shrink before it.”
“ hey, yo, man. i shot you.”
“ wait, i don’t understand what you’re saying.”
“ i don’t go looking for triggers.”
“ i was starving. i didn’t have a choice.”
“ there’s always a choice!”
“ that’s the only reason you’re here? to get that information?”
“ there is no us. there is me and this guy who i don’t recognize.”
“ what does it matter to you now, anyway?”
“ sex, i can get whenever i want. this, though…”
“ nirvana was the soundtrack of my youth.”
“ you squealed? bitch move, man!”
“ i… i really don’t want to talk about it.”
“ i can’t lie, it stung.”
“ you’re freaky-looking.”
“ i don’t wanna do this.”
“ i don’t wanna do this anymore.”
“ so, it’s last man standing, huh?”
“ it’s your lucky day. i happen to have some time.”
“ i think i got that in a fortune cookie once.”
“ by killing one person, you could save a lot more lives.”
“ i know you’re upset, but i’m being real clear here. you need to leave.”
“ i’m sorry, i’m sure that was awful.”
“ and i- i… i’m sorry. i’m- i’m… i’m so sorry.”
“ you sure you’re up for this?”
“ well, i could not possibly be more terrified.”
“ i’m always better with an audience.”
“ so, we’re really doing this?”
“ so, uh, what’s with the get-up?”
“ it’s not a get-up, i am a sartorial chameleon. indie rock scene, country club, i fit in everywhere.”
“ you need to listen to something other than bob seger, my man.”
“ i see an opportunity here. for the both of us.”
“ and you know what happened then? you. you happened. you ruined my life.”
“ you’re going to help me.”
“ like that’s ever stopped you before.”
“ uh. when did you get in?”
“ i believe i have some happy news.”
“ you had more than enough on your plate, i didn’t want to worry you.”
“ we’re in this together. i’ve got your six, ___”
“ do you have time to look at a couple of youtube videoes?”
“ surely you can’t be suggesting…?”
“ and i am officially never going outside ever again.”
“ how soon will you be here?”
“ what the hell did you do, ___?”
“ this’ll be easier on you if you don’t move.”
“ some life is like a virus. one that can’t be allowed to spread.”
“ okay, pretty boy, i’m gonna ask you one more time.”
“ now, answer me straight, or i’m gonna take you on a guided tour through a world of pain.”
“ i don’t know anything!”
“ then i guess it’s all aboard the pain train. first stop, hand fransisco.”
“ i figured an occasion like this called for something special.”
“ to old clients and new friends.”
“ you limeys sure can put it away, can’t you?”
“ everything okay, amigo?”
“ hell, i’ll go again if you’re up for it.”
“ i would literally never forgive myself if i said no.”
“ i’m sorry, i didn’t even know who to call.”
“ hey, you need to pull it together.”
“ have you been taking any medications? or have you stopped taking any?”
“ what? that’s unacceptable.”
“ what the hell happened?”
“ no, no, you stay right where you are.”
“ hey, man. sorry, i gotta go. work emergency.”
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