incorrect detroit

Hank: God, it's fuckin' cold. Connor: Here, honey, have my jacket. Gavin: I'm cold, too. Nines: Would you like for me to set you on fire?

Hank, after explaining the rules of 'would you rather?' to the androids: Con, you start. Connor: Okay, Hank. Nines, would you rather kill Gavin, or- Nines: Kill Gavin. Connor: But I didn't say the other- Nines: I don't need to hear it. Gavin: ..I'm feeling a little unsafe.

Hank: You know, I used to hate androids. I thought they were so fucking dumb. But then I got a dumb android myself. Hank: I've only known Connor for four days, but if anything happened to him, I would kill everyone in this room and then myself.

Connor: I care about everyone equally. Nines: We were attacked while you were gone. Connor: What? Is Hank okay?

connor: hank, why don't you celebrate christmas anymore? hank: it just gets so much harder as you get older. hank: "what do you want for christmas?" i don't know, financial security? hank: a nap would be nice.

gavin: bye, nines. gavin: ..time to go eat four packets of ramen and see if i can stick my dick in a toilet paper roll. connor: what? why? gavin: nines is about, uh, 97% of my impulse control.

hank: you treat an outside wound with rubbing alcohol. hank: you treat an inside wound with drinking alcohol. connor, softly: hank..

connor, after fighting with -60: hey everybody. today, my brother pushed me so i'm starting a kickstarter to put him down. connor: benefits of killing him would be i would get pushed way less.

hank: your honor, i would like to plead guilty as well as request the death penalty. it's what i deserve for such a heinous crime. connor: hank, it's just a parking ticket.

which 'rarer' ones do you prefer?