The Major Quotes in Ghost in the Shell (2017)

The Major: You are not defined by your past, but for your actions...

The Major: Everyone around me, they feel connected to something. Connected to something, I'm not.

The Major: They created me. But they can not control me.

[repeated line]

The Major: I am Major Mira Killian and I give my consent.

Batou: [upgrades to his eyes] I guess I see like you now.

The Major: [flips the bird] How many fingers am I holding up?

The Major: Well, maybe next time you can design me better.

The Major: They created me. But they cannot control me. They took my life. I'll take my revenge.

The Major: This is Major. I'm on site.

Dr. Ouelet: Hello Mira. I'm Dr. Ouelet. Do you remember anything about the attack?

The Major: What happened? I was... I was drowning. There was water.

Dr. Ouelet: That's right. You were on a boat, a refugee boat. It was sunk by terrorists.

The Major: Why can't I feel my body?

Dr. Ouelet: Mira, your body was damaged. We could not save that. Only your brain survived. We made you a new body. A synthetic shell. But your mind, your soul... your ghost. It's still in there.

Dr. Ouelet: There was an attack. You were dying. We saved you and now you save others. You are the first of your kind, but you are not invulnerable.

The Major: Maybe next time you can design me better.

The Major: For someone who doesn't like people, how come you care about dogs so much?

Batou: I don't know. I like just strays and they like me.

The Major: They like you because you feed them.

Batou: You got no heart.

Dwayne: You're a cold son of a bitch, dad.

The Major: That's what it takes, boy. In the Corps, pussies like you wore dresses to keep us entertained.

Dwayne: That's really fuckin' disturbing.

[first lines]

The Major: [narrating] This is the story of my brave, foolish friend Harry Deane. Mr. Deane's work as a curator in London had gone, he felt, largely unappreciated. He told me of countless insults suffered at the hands of his employer, Lionel Shahbandar, media tycoon, art collector, and an absolute brute of a fellow.

Lionel Shahbandar: [covered in mud] Do not touch my person! You, idiot...

Man: Yes, my lord.

Lionel Shahbandar: ...give me your boot.

The Major: [narrating] Mr. Deane, for all his talents, was given to one particular flaw. He saw the world as he wished to see it. But as we know, an optimist is simply a man who hasn't heard the news. As my time in the African Rifles had taught me, one ignores the elephant in the room at one's peril.

[bar fight erupts]

The Major: Perhaps, sir, since out little caper is far from over, perhaps we should consider removing the cartilage.

Harry Deane: Don't be an ass, man. I'm hardly likely to be hit in the face a third time.

The Major: Uh, that *was* the third time, sir.

Harry Deane: This isn't a math class!

[last lines]

The Major: Fancy trying your hand at Picasso?

Harry Deane: Do you think we'd find a use for it?

The Major: Seems Donald Trump is obsessed with the fellow.

Harry Deane: And there's many a billionaire in Texas.

The Major: Mr. Deane.

Harry Deane: Oh, yes, Major, the opportunities are endless.

Harry Deane: Best to let the fish work the hook in himself, eh, Major?

The Major: Much the best, Mr. Deane.

PJ Puznowski: I do apologize on Merle. He just loves a brawl. Nose been broke so many times, had all the cartilage took out so there wouldn't be so much downtime between bar fights.

The Major: An expedient we might consider if we spend much more time in Texas.

The Major: See here, my good man. You've been saying good-bye for the last half hour and staying on. I wish you'd say "How do you do" and go.

François Filiba: Nice day, Major.

The Major: Eh-hmm.

François Filiba: You're looking fine, Major.

The Major: Now see here my good man, I've had just about enough of your insulting remarks.

The Major: I like to take my fun and leave it.

The Major: You hate this place because you think it's a cesspool!