McQueen Oodie: Welcome to the South, motherfuckers.
Major Harry Smith: There's a thousand ways to die in a war zone.
Ragnar Lothbrok: So have you returned to your faith, renounced ours?
Athelstan: I wish it was so simple. In the gentle fall of rain from Heaven I hear my God. But in the thunder I still hear Thor. That is my agony.
Ragnar Lothbrok: I hope that some day our Gods can become friends.
Anduin Lothar: Some see death as having some greater purpose, but when it is one of your own, it is hard to grasp anything good comes from it.
