Zed

— You're gonna be my right hand.
— I've seen what you do with your right hand. No.

— Well, thanks for saving us. What are you gonna do to us now?
— Excuse me? Do I detect a tone here?
— You did sell us into slavery.
— Hold a grudge much?

— What are we doing here?
— I want you to enter the Holy of Holies.
— Oh, that is quite a coincidence... because I want you to sit on the Poley of Poleys.

— The women are whores. Their shameless lust knows no bounds. They flaunt their flesh... and any man may have knowledge of them whenever he so chooseth.
— Which one of the two cities has the most whores?
— Just so we know to stay away from that one especially.

— So you decided to come after all. Was it the speech?
— It was the fire. I lost everything.