“I'll call you," Manny said."You do that, my man. You frickin' do that."-Manny to V”

“[Rhage and Manny]“You’re doing great,” he murmured as he noticed those white knuckled fists.“Don’t worry about me.”“Right, right…your brothers.” Manny paused for a split second. “You’re all right, you know that.”“F*ck…that…” The fighter smiled, flashing fangs. “I’m…perfect.”

“i am... absolutely destroyed at the loss. (--manny)”

“The look in Manny´s eye was the ocular equivalent of a middle finger...”

“Okay, you shouldn’t be able to sit up,” Manny muttered. Was he? Oh, hey, check it… And as for the doctor’s second dose of surprise? Nice guy, but he was being a dumb-ass human when it came to the feeding thing. With this kind of hunger for that particular female? Tohr was frickin’ Superman, capable of bench-pressing a Hummer while he juggled Smart Cars with his free hand.”

“I love her so damned much." Manny heard himself say. “That’s my heart right there. That’s my woman”.”

“Life is too frickin' crazy sometimes, it really is.... You never know what's going to happen, do you.”