“No good deed goes unpunished.”
“A blaster against a knife isn’t fair. (a Partini)No shit…and so goes my incentive to fight fairly. You want fair, play with kids. You wanna come at me, make out a will. (Syn)”
“Thank you, Shay. (Syn)For what? (Shahara)For looking into the eyes of nothing and seeing a man you could love. (Syn)”
“(He took a drink of the juice and cursed.)What is this shit? Poison? (Syn)You can’t live on alcohol. (Nykyrian)Wanna bet? (Syn)Wanna die? Drink it and quit bitching. (Nykyrian)You know, you’re a little hairy to be my mother. (Syn)”
“Tell me, what smells like shit and screams like a girl? (Syn)(He shot the Partini in the knee.)That’s right. You. (Syn)”
“I feel I should warn you, I’m in a really bad mood. (Syn)You’ll be in a worse mood when we haul you in dead! (a Partini)‘Syn grimaced in pain at a comment so stupid it didn’t even rate a snotty comeback.’ (Syn)”