“I’m going to Quor’toth to find my son and you’re taking me there.”

“Ignore the loud mouth with the bad skin. He’s impotent in this dimension.”

“That’s it? No ‘wow, how did he do that?’ No screaming in terror? You twenty first century types are so jaded.”

“Angel, your coat is singing.”

“Back in the day, I’d always get box seats. Or, you know, eat the people who had them.”

“Helping the helpless, finding Holtz, and making money are our three number one priorities.”