Kevyn: Is the barkeep still alive?
Schlock: Yeah. He peeked down the barrel of my plasgun and passed out before I could shoot him.
Kevyn: You sound so disappointed.
Schlock: If I'd been faster, I could have roasted him without feeling the least bit guilty.
Kevyn: Your conscience is getting faster on the uptake, Sergeant.
Schlock: Oh thats all I need. Quick-draw remorse.