Brother Swan: The darker the whore... the brighter the flame. (00:58:20)
Jeremiah Sand: Hey, why don't we offer up the porker to them? Just to seal the deal.
Brother Swan: That is such a good idea. That lard-ass... he couldn't find his nose in a mirror. (00:24:55)
Red Miller: You are a vicious snowflake. (01:19:55)
Brother Swan: Better to burn out than fa... hkk... blurb.
Caruthers: These arrows cut through the bone like a fat kid eats cake. (01:10:20)
Jeremiah Sand: Shut UP! Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up! Don't you fucking look at me.
Red Miller: You ripped my shirt! you ripped MY shirt. (01:23:40)
