Herger the Joyous: When they come, we form a circle in the center of the room, backs to one another.
Ahmed Ibn Fahdlan: I am not a warrior.
Herger the Joyous: Very soon, you will be.
Ahmed Ibn Fahdlan: What do you suppose the potentate of this camp calls himself?
Melchisidek: Oh, emperor, at the very least.
Ahmed Ibn Fahdlan: Have we anything resembling a plan?
Herger the Joyous: Mm-hm. Ride till we find them... and kill them all.
Ahmed Ibn Fahdlan: How can you sleep at a time like this?
Herger the Joyous: The All-Father wove the skein of your life a long time ago. Go and hide in a hole if you wish, but you won't live one instant longer. Your fate is fixed. Fear profits a man nothing.
Buliwyf: Lo, there do I see my father. 'Lo, there do I see.
Herger the Joyous: My mother, and my sisters, and my brothers.
Buliwyf: Lo, there do I see.
Herger the Joyous: The line of my people.
Edgtho the Silent: Back to the beginning.
Weath the Musician: Lo, they do call to me.
Ahmed Ibn Fahdlan: They bid me take my place among them.
Buliwyf: In the halls of Valhalla.
Ahmed Ibn Fahdlan: Where the brave.
Herger the Joyous: May live.
Ahmed Ibn Fahdlan: ...Forever.
Miguel Bain: I beat you to the buyers, and now I've beat you to the mark. I'm sorry, but I think I picked the wrong guy to be my hero.
Miguel Bain: Killing a woman, it's not the same as killing a man. You have to pull the trigger a different way.
El Mariachi: It's strange how pulling a trigger is easier than playing the guitar. It's easier to destroy, than to create.