How would you feel about helping me kill some evil bastards?

Of all my Slabs, I gotta say, you're the least insane. Wish I coulda formed an army to fight Jack that didn't consist of lunatics and idiots, but hey. You play the cards you're dealt. Most of my cards just happen to have blood on 'em.

Too bad that these days, even putting on my socks is enough physical exertion for a good twenty-four hours.

Cut them from this world.

Ther is no tool that is not also a weapon; and no human that would wield it as one.