Narrator: Tagon makes his grand entrance, unaware of what awaits on the other side of the door.
Tagon: Whoa... that's Pranger.
Elf: Sir, I think they were expecting us.
Tagon: Kevyn?
Kevyn: Don't shoot! I can explain!
Tem Phica: Explain? Colonel, is this man with these assassins you warned me about?
Pranger: He warned me, Phica. Now keep out of this.
Tagon: Kevyn, did you sell us out?
Kevyn: Please just stay calm. Nobody's selling anybody out, Captain.
Pranger: Ahem. There is some selling out happening here. To say otherwise would be dishonest.
Tagon: Kevyn!
Pranger: In the spirit of "shoot first, ask questions later," I think now we can ask some questions.
Schlock:
Bangers: