Ozvegan Griz: Captain Tagon, Sergeant Schlock... I'll be much happier knowing you don't plan to come back, ever.
Ozvegan Griz: You are disgusting atavisms... Violent throwbacks to an uncivilized past, when power belonged to the strong, rather than to the voice of the people.
Ozvegan Griz: That you exist at all is a sure sign of sickness in our
Boba Octob'ennopus: Excuse me, I hate to interrupt.
Boba Octob'ennopus: But if I have to, I'll interrupt your vital signs permanently.
Boba Octob'ennopus: I need every scrap of information you have on Acey Nubs, and I need it now.
Boba Octob'ennopus: Before you speak, please know that I won't hesitate to kill you in an effort to locate someone more tractable.
Schlock: I'm tractable but I'm also a disgusting Attyvision.
Tagon: Close enough.
Boba Octob'ennopus: Don't get smart, please. The next thing out of your mouth needs to be my information.
Tagon: We could just leave that here as a reminder of how to put power behind the voice of the people.
TRBoE:
Ozvegan Griz: Is that well-done enough for you Sergeant?
Schlock: Can I borrow some chapstick? I think I burned my lips.