Luke: Let him go. Bam, Bam.

Dragline: Knock it off, Luke. You can’t talk about Him that way.

Luke: Are you still believin’ in that big bearded Boss up there? You think he’s watchin’ us?

Dragline: Get in here. Ain’t ya scared? Ain’t ya scared of dyin’?

Luke: Dyin’? Boy, he can have this little life any time he wants to. Do ya hear that? Are ya hearin’ it? Come on. You’re welcome to it, ol’ timer. Let me know you’re up there. Come on. Love me, hate me, kill me, anything. Just let me know it.

[He looks around]

Luke: I’m just standin’ in the rain talkin’ to myself.

- Cool Hand Luke