The Suffering

Goose:
Will you shut the f*** up, you baby-raping, sodomizing, sack of SH*T?

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Take away a man's light, his clothes, his food, his friends, his air, and you leave him with nothing but himself. And for most, that is not pleasant company.

Dallas:
Look, Torque, let me tell you something straight up: I'm goddamn shocked I ain't dead yet!

Carmen:
I knew you had it in you.

Slick:
Sick muthaf***a!

Clem:
I first witnessed these "creatures", jumping out of the ground its self. Their heads are detached from there torso, held aloft by hideous contraptions.

Killjoy and Horace:
My my, If only it were that easy.

Hermes:
Death is our stock-in-trade here at Abbot, the final solution... I am one of the few who'd admit that. First they give it, than take it away...

Hermes:
Don't worry, we all have problems here. You'll fit right in...