What can I say? Chicks dig the mask.

It's not a small world! It's a painful, ugly world!

Our forces shall spread like a great plague across the earth, every blue zone on the planet will feel our wrath!

I run a couple of newspapers. What do you do?

I breath wrestling. It's in my blood. I have kind of a confidence when I walk.

I found you people in mud huts.. you were living in CAVES!

There’s been a problem, a problem eating away at me from the inside out. I’ve become weak, I’ve shown human compassion, and it has weakened me. But no more. Tonight I will once again feast on fear and suffering. My appetite for agony will be awakened. I will once again taste the pain of others. I will feast on the fear of the innocent, and that is the sweetest taste of all. Tonight I hunger for a sacrifice.