“Fuck off and die, you putrid bastard. (Jericho)”

“Any idea how to get my brother out of there? (Phobos)Dynamite. With any luck it might blow the bastard up, too. (Jericho)”

“May the gods have mercy on whoever pisses them off, because Zarek and Jericho will have none for them. (Madoc)You’d better be glad I’m flattered by that. Otherwise I’d gut you. (Zarek)Ditto. (Jericho)”

“Look what you did. (Jericho snapped at Zarek.) I broke it. (Jericho)”

“Don’t fail me. (Stryker)You don’t fail me. (Jericho)So do we let you two lock horns and butt each other off the mountaintop now? (Tory)”

“How many demons and people are enslaved here? (Jericho)Define slavery. (Asmodeus)Kept against their will. (Jericho)Good definition. Counting me? (Asmodeus)Why not? (Jericho)Probably a couple of million…you know it’s really hard to count to a million, plus they’re always dying and new ones are coming in. I tried to count once, but it got really depressing so I stopped. The constant adding and subtracting. Not my forte, really. (Asmodeus)”

“Any time you need an expert parental hand- (Zarek)I’ll find Jericho. (Astrid)Um, could you at least wait until that thing’s housebroken? (Jericho)”