They say pain's a deal between body and brain. You can break it, throw the pain away, bury it. Whole lotta horseshit.

Johnny: Know that data's cause enough for MaxTac to max-murder you?
V: They'll have to get in line.

Heywood? That explains your colofur CV. Theft, assault, robbery... the usual checklist.

Slider: Me, my temple - we are one. My eyes and ears are everywhere.
Reed: This isn't a temple, it's a malicious daemon mill. And you're no priest, you're a two-bit bandit and murderer.

End of the day, blood money's still money.