(..) The claw! The claw is our master. The claw chooses who will go and who will stay. -This is ludicrous. -Hey, bozo, you got a brain in there? Take that! Oh, no! Sid! Get down! What's gotten into you? I was... You are the one that decided (..)

(..) One of my mission parameters. Prove it. Stand on one foot. Cool! My own terminator. You okay, kid? Take a hike, bozo. Let's get out of here. - What? Fuck you, little dipshit. Dipshit? Put your leg down. (..)

(..) not seII it. I didn't seII it. Somebody bought it, so somebody soId it. Not my probIem. That's a bozo no-no, J-Bird. Even if they find anything, it's been years. They couId never trace it back to us. You better hope not, (..)