He Offers You A Chance To Surrender.

(zarek Slammed His Combined Fists Down Across Thanatos’s Back.) If Anyone Has Any Suggestions On How To Kill This Guy, I’m Open To It. (zarek) I’m Out Of Dynamite. You Got Any Grenades? (jess) Not On Me. (zarek) Say Die, Dark-hunter. (thanatos) Fine. Die, Why Don’t You? (zarek)

So…that’s Like Your Pet Monkey?” – Nick (the Tiny Horse Snorted Flames And Whinnied At Him.) “easy, Girl. You’d Do Well To Show Her Respect. She Can Understand You, And She Doesn’t Take Well To Insults.” – Death “sorry, Flicka. Didn’t Mean To Rattle Your Bridle.” – Nick

Well, Yeah. You Said You Wanted Italian. See. Chef Boyardee. He Makes One The Best Stuff. (tabitha)

Since When Does A Dog Care About What It Humps? (dev) I Could Go So Low With That That Even The Gutter Would Envy Us, But…i Know What You’re Trying To Do. You’re Trying To Provoke A Fight With Me So That You Can Legally Turn Me Away. I Really, Really Want To Give You That Fight, Too, But I Have To See Sasha And It Can’t Wait. Sorry. We’ll Have To Hump And Fight Later. (fury)

It Wasn’t A Gun Wound. I Just Fell. (zarek) No Offense, But You’d Have To Fall Of Mount Everest To Have Those Kinds Of Wounds. (astrid) Yeah, Maybe Next Time I’ll Remember To Take My Climbing Gear With Me. (zarek)