You're not afraid of the dark, are you?
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There is no future until we settle our past.
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How do I get eyes like that?
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No, we can't fly. But we do glide very well.
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In our faith, you keep what you kill.
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I should have brought back his head!
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Let me show you the way.
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We all began as something else.
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Take it straight into their teeth!
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He won't escape twice.
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Goes to battle with a dagger stuck in his back.
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There will be an afterlife for me. Will there be for you?
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Likes to take a shower when an unwanted guest is in their house.
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Are you going to stop the new monsters, now?
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You betrayed your faith!
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There will be no conversion!
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We simply cannot and will not be converted!
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Now look at you . . . all back-of-the-bus and shit.
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What the hell is he thinkin' now?
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I hate this run.
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How does he know where we're going and we don't?
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Damn I love a good smash and grab!
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He just ghosted two guys and I never even saw him.
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I don't know, Toombs. It looks kind of tight.
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So . . . this is Riddick.
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Has a "nose" for sensing trouble.
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She's always got a blade somewhere.
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You'll kill us . . . with a soup cup?
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He can tell you first hand how it feels to have a metal blade rammed in your groin.
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During the hangar battle, a weapon twirling Necro warrior planted an axe in his chest.
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Seems to have a skill with blades, but in the end, he was Necromonger fodder.
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Other than popping the top for fresh air, he's basically just Necromonger fodder also.
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We're here for the rest of our unnatural lives!
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Once that sun comes up, we won't last five minutes.
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We ain't gonna last five seconds out there, it will light you up like a match!
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Learned lesson not to ever look directly at a planet eating inferno.
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