| Probability | Text |
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| 98% | What about going to the States and the only one who tests the same thing? | ▶️ |
| 92% | You probably know as much about possession as most priests. Look, your daughter doesn't say she's a demon, she says she's the devil himself. And if you've seen as many psychiatrists as I have, you realize that's the same thing as saying you're Napoleon Bonaparte. | ▶️ |
| 99% | 1187, Hunter-Voss. That's the hotel, what? Where I live? Nice place, I sure guess. Is that part of the test? No, just warming up, that's all. It's not fancy or anything. You're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all this is the test now? Yes, you're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all of a sudden you look at it. What world? What desert? Doesn't make any difference what desert is completely hypothetical. But after my breathing, maybe you're fed up. Maybe you want to be by yourself, who knows? You look down and you see a tortoise, Leon. It's crawling towards you. Tortoise? What's that? You know what a turtle is? Of course. Same thing. Never seen a turtle. But I understand what you mean. You reach down and you flip the tortoise over on his back, Leon. You make up these questions, Mr. Holden, and they write them down for you. The tortoise lays on his back, his belly baking in a hot sun beating his legs trying to turn himself over, but it can't. Not without your help. Would you not help him? What do you mean I'm not helping? I mean you're not helping. Why is that Leon? They're just questions, Leon. In answer to your query, they're written down for me. It's a test designed to provoke an emotional response. Shall we continue? Describe in single words only the good things that come into your mind. About your mother? My mother? Yeah. Let me tell you about my mother. | ▶️ |
| 98% | 1187, Hunter-Voss. That's the hotel, what? Where I live? Nice place, I sure guess. Is that part of the test? No, just warming up, that's all. It's not fancy or anything. You're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all this is the test now? Yes, you're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all of a sudden you look at it. What world? What desert? Doesn't make any difference what desert is completely hypothetical. But after my breathing, maybe you're fed up. Maybe you want to be by yourself, who knows? You look down and you see a tortoise, Leon. It's crawling towards you. Tortoise? What's that? You know what a turtle is? Of course. Same thing. Never seen a turtle. But I understand what you mean. You reach down and you flip the tortoise over on his back, Leon. You make up these questions, Mr. Holden, and they write them down for you. The tortoise lays on his back, his belly baking in a hot sun beating his legs trying to turn himself over, but it can't. Not without your help. Would you not help him? What do you mean I'm not helping? I mean you're not helping. Why is that Leon? They're just questions, Leon. In answer to your query, they're written down for me. It's a test designed to provoke an emotional response. Shall we continue? Describe in single words only the good things that come into your mind. About your mother? My mother? Yeah. Let me tell you about my mother. | ▶️ |
| 97% | J.J., what do you want to do tonight? The same thing we do every night, Pinchy. Try to take over the world. | ▶️ |
| 96% | Same thing we do every night, Pinchy. | ▶️ |
| 99% | When one computer do the same thing | ▶️ |
| 93% | Take germs for a second. Germs? Huh? Eighteen century? No such thing. Nothing. We don't have a magic such thing. No same person. Ah! Ah! Welcome to the start of... Ah! Ah! Ah! Similarize. Similarize. Similarize. He's trying to convince people of a doctor's name. They're doing a skinny tiny physical path. They call germs. They came to your body and make you sick. He's trying to get doctors to wash their hands. What is this guy? Crazy? A teeny tiny physical? What he called germs? Huh? What? Now! I go in, I order a burger, and it's fast food joint. The guy drops it on the floor. Jim. He picks it up. He wipes it off. He hands it to me. I just all okay. What about the germs I say? He says, I don't believe in germs. Germs just a plot they made up. So they can sell you just with batman's and slits. Now! He's crazy, right? Oh! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! | ▶️ |
