“You’re being remanded into Gourish custody…dead. (a Partini)‘Cause let’s face it, dead was just easier. Or so they thought.’ (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)”

“Tell me, what smells like shit and screams like a girl? (Syn)(He shot the Partini in the knee.)That’s right. You. (Syn)”

“Let’s find someplace where there aren’t any dead people, insects, or rodents. For that matter, someplace that’s big enough to accommodate both of us without crimping any internal organs. (Shahara)Picky, picky, picky. (Syn)”

“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)”

“The dead won’t hurt you, Shahara. Only the living can do that. (Syn)”

“You want to live, right? (Syn)Absolutely. (Kiara)Then we’re where you are, bathroom breaks being the only exception – unless you’re in public, and then we get to risk additional arrest records. (Syn)”