“And what exactly is it that you do?""I do pretty much what the name implies. I shoot trouble.”

“Tell me that none of this troubles you, Jon...and I'll name you a liar, and know I have the truth of it.Jon drew himself up, taut as a bowstring. And if it did trouble me, what might I do, bastard as I am?What will you do? Mormont asked. Bastard as you are?Be troubled, said Jon, and keep my vows.”

“When I take you, you’ll know exactly what we’re doing, what you’re feeling, and I won’t stop until your legs are shaking and the neighbors know my name. -Will M.”

“If they look as though they're worried, we'll move in.''And do what exactly?' said Polly.'Threaten to shoot them,' said Maladict firmly.'And if they don't believe us?''Then we'll threaten to shoot them in a much louder voice,' said Maladict. 'Happy? And I hope to hell they've got some coffee!”

“What the hell am I doing in Nashville? What – you want me to shoot Minnie Pearl? (Steele)”

“How old are you?" said the girl. "What are you doing here? Do you live here? What's your name?" "I don't know," said Bod. "You don't know your name?" said the girl. "Course you do. Everybody knows their own name. Fibber." "I know my name," said Bod. "And I know what I'm doing here. But I don't know the other things you said.”