"We Are All Monkeys"

Theory

    Goines: Here's my theory on this. When I was institutionalized, my brain was
    exhausted laid by the guys of mental health. I was interrogated. I was x-rayed. I was
    examined thoroughly (hack). then they took everything about me and put it into a
    computer where they created a model of my mind. Yes! Using that model, they managed
    to generate every thought that I could possibly have in the next, say, ten years. Which
    they then filtered through a probability matrix of some kind to determine everything I
    was gonna do in that period. So you see, she knew I was going to lead the 12 Monkeys
    into the pages of history before it ever even occured to me. So, she knows everything
    I'm ever gonna do before I ever know it myself. How's that?

 Germs

    Goines: Take germs for example.
    Cole: Germs?
    Goines: Uh-huh. Eighteenth century, no such thing. Notta. Nothing. No one ever
    imagined such a thing. No sane person. Ah-uh-huh. Along comes this doctor ah-ah-ah
    Simulice, Simulice. Simulice comes along. He's trying to convince people, well doctors
    mainly, that's there's teen, tiny invisible bad things called "germs" that get into your
    body and make you sick. He's trying to get doctors to wash their hands. What is this
    guy? Crazy? Teeny, tiny, invisible? What do they call it? Uh-uh, germs? Huh? What?
    Now, up to the 20th century, last week, as a matter of fact (before I got dragged into
    this hellhole). I go in to order a burger at this fast food joint, and the guy drops it on
    the floor. James, he picks it up, wipes it off. He hands it to me like it's all o-k. "What
    about the germs?" I say. He says, "I don't believe in germs. Germs is a plot made up so
    they could sell disinfectants and soaps." Now he's crazy, right? (Sound of Cole eating the spider)

ChairGoines: GET OUTTA MY CHAIR!!!

Drugs

          Goines: I-I guess they gave you a couple of strings. Drugs! What'd they give you?
                Thorzine? Haldol? How much? How much? Know you doses. Know your doses. It's
    elementary.

 Fresh air

Cole: This air, such wonderful air.
    Railly: What's wonderful about the air, James?
    Cole: Very fresh, no germs.
    Railly: Why don't you think there aren't any germs in the air?
    Cole: This is October, right?
    Railly: April.
    Cole: What year is this?
    Railly: What year do you think this is?
    Cole: 1996.
    Railly: That's the future, James. Do you think you're living in the future?
    Cole: 1996 is the past.
    Railly: No, 1996 is the future. This is 1990.

  Games

          Goines: Games. Here some games. Games that don't wanna get out. Ya see, more
                 games. Games, they vegetize ya. Ya see. If you play the games, you're voluntarily taking
    a tranquilizer.

Television

        Goines: There's the television. It's all right there. It's all right there. Look. Listen.
    Kneel. Pray. Commercials.

 THE ARMY OF THE