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Arzt+Pfusch
by
Arzt+Pfusch
on
Warum?
(1999) samples
Bad Boy Bubby
(Rolf de Heer,
):
...there isn't anybody out there to do it. No one. We're all just complicated arrangements of atoms and subatomic particles. We don't live, but our atoms do move about in such a way as to give us identity and consciousness. We don't die, our atoms just rearrange themselves. There is no god. There can be no god. It is ridiculous to think in terms of a superior being. An inferior being maybe because we, we who don't even exist, we who arrange our lives with more order and harmony than god ever arranged the earth. We measure, we plot, we create wonderful music. We are the architects of our own existence.
Hindenburg (Reburnt)
by
Arzt+Pfusch
on
Warum?
(1999) samples
Hindenburg
(N/A,
):
The ship is ridin' majestically toward us, like some great feather. Riding as though it is mighty good... mighty proud of the place its claimed in the world's aviation. The ship is no doubt bustling with activity, frequency, orders are being shouted to the crew, the passengers are probably lining the windows looking down and ahead of them, getting a glimpse of the mooring mast.
It's practically standing still now, they've dropped ropes out of the nose of the ship, and its been taken ahold of down on the field by a number of men. It's starting to rain again, the rain had slacked up a little bit, the back motors of the ship are just holding it just enough to keep it from... it burst into flame!
Get this Charley, get this Charley, it's fire and it's rising, it's rising terrible. Oh my god what do I see? It's burning, bursting into flame, and it's falling on the mooring mast and all of the folks agree that this is terrible. This is one of the worst catastrophes in the world. Ohh the flames are rising. Oh, four or five hundred feet into the sky. It's a terrific crash ladies and gentlemen. The smoke and it's flames now and the frame is crashing to the ground, not quite to the mooring mast. All the humanity, and all the passengers. Screaming around me, I'm so... I can't even talk, the people. It's not fair, it's... it's... oh! I can't talk, ladies and gentleman, honest, it's a flaming mass of smoking wreckage, and everybody can hardly breathe... I'm concentrating. Lady, I'm sorry, honestly, I can hardly breathe. I'm going to step inside where I cannot see it. Charley that's terrible. I, I can't... Listen folks I'm going to have to stop for a minute, just because I've lost my voice. This is the worst thing I've ever witnessed...
Boneloc
by
Arzt+Pfusch
on
Warum?
(1999) samples
The Simpsons (S04E09)
(Matt Groening,
):
Now let's all get drunk and play ping pong! the Episode: Homer the Great)