I held your hand and watched the blood pool between your legs. You lived long enough to see Edwin, but not Enoch. I will take care of them my love, I promise you this.

Franklin: We're finna risk our lives to rob some motherfucking government killers again?
Michael: Yup.

Those of you who volunteered to be injected with praying mantis DNA, I've got some good news and some bad news. Bad news is we're postponing those tests indefinitely. Good news is we've got a much better test for you: fighting an army of mantis men. Pick up a rifle and follow the yellow line. You'll know when the test starts.

Unlike everything else in your life, the work you do here matters!

Kiss my arse. I'm the Lord of Murder - I'll show you why.