Narrator: The score... good guys, 2. Bad guys, 0.
Shep: You okay, General?
Karl: Just fine, son. It's not the first time I've been tackled by a hundred and fifty kilos of human shield.
Nick: Rev, didja stake that guy ta th' wall on purpose?
Theo: It's called mercy, Nick. My guy is more alive than yours is.
Thug 1: Mercy!? You stuck me right through my throbbin' eye.
Theo: The grace of god knows no bounds, but my mercy has some practical limitations.
Theo: Sorry for the mess, General. We came to talk to you, and Shep here suspected that if we didn't talk now, you'd be indisposed to talk later.
Karl: A louie who knows how to listen to the enlisted men... Did you learn that from my boy?
Theo: I... um... Sir, we're here with bad news.
Karl: I heard it already. Winky there says my son assassinated his colonel, and then died trying to escape.
Theo: I don't know the whole story yet myself. I'm here to invite you to the funeral.
Nick: Waittaminnit... You sayin' this guy's wit' th' outfit what killed th' captain?
Theo and Karl: Uh-oh.
Nick: It's payback time, one-eye.
Theo: Stand down, Corporal.
Nick: Make me. This little weasel is gonna
Nick: Eep?
Theo: He's going to get picked by the police, and when his boss bails him out he will relay a message. But he has to be alive to do that.
Karl: Heh. Your louie knows how to make a point, son.