Danse: "Keep away from me, you filthy ghoul."
Hancock: "Don't flatter yourself, crew cut. You ain't my type."

Everything here is meant to kill at your discretion. Except for me. I only kill when I want to.

This is all much more exciting than domestic life I assure you!

Anything that can kill a man, I sell. Except suicidal depression.That is unfortunately not packageable.

Each weapon tested on someone who deserved it.