I didn’t know they’d do this to you. (Syd) It’s okay, Syd. Who could have imagined that a man who heads up a company of paid assassins and mercenaries would be psychotic? (Steele)

And if I don’t want you to? (Ravyn) You know, you’d look really weird in a dress and high heels. (Susan) What’s that supposed to mean? (Ravyn) It means you’re not my mother. Now stop arguing and help me find my shoes. (Susan)

I have much to teach you. Come and learn the art of war from the one who invented it. (Takeshi)

What now? (Shahara) I’m thinking. (Syn) Could you think a little quicker? (Shahara) You’re not helping. (Syn) You’re lucky you’re still breathing and not limping. (Shahara)

We must not, by any whimsical conceits supposed to be adapted to the altering fashions of the times, overturn the established law of the land: it descended to us as a sacred charge, and it is our duty to preserve it.

You know I can’t go out there. There’s daylight outside. (Ravyn) Well, that’s what happens when the big yellow ball comes up over the mountains. Amazing isn’t it? (Susan)

Aren’t you afraid one of them will betray you? Take it all away? (Shahara) I’m sure one will eventually, but that’s the least of what keeps me up at night. Trust me, there are a lot worse things in life than loosing a few credits. (Syn)