It would take less than a second for you to die. But that's quite long enough to be in mortal agony, don't you think?

Thankfully the rest of the world assumed that the Irish were crazy, a theory that the Irish themselves did nothing to debunk. They had somehow got it into their heads that each fairy lugged around a pot of gold with him wherever he went. While it was true that LEP had a ransom fund, because of its officers' high-risk occupation, no human had ever taken a chunk of it yet. This didn't stop the Irish population in general from skulking around rainbows, hoping to win the supernatural lottery.

Remember this? You gave it to me for ensuring your trigger finger got reattached to your hand. You said it would remind me of that spark of decency inside me. I'm trying to do something decent now, Captain.

Yes, Chix, it's between us. Everyone has a right to be temporarily unstable. - Foaly

Satan was crouched in the corner of his office, playing a gameboy, 'Die alien scum' he was saying feverishly.

Control puberty?" snorted the bodyguard."If you manage that, you'll be the first.

The two of them went down in a heap, with not even a turkey to break their fall.