Character: Mike (One-Armed)

Careless of you, old man. Take better this. Well, you can start. [Standby loss hours with the melody. Shot] Bravo.

And it was a Bank. As soon as I have money I go to I guess.
- The money must first earn.

- And you think you will live?
- Much longer than you.

- In one of the rooms you will have to wait for the hostess.
Married?
- Yes, but she doesn't care.

- The case... Or is that an indiscreet question?
- No, why. But my answer may seem to you immodest.

When two hunters have the same prey, they usually end up shooting each other in the back.

- Tell me, is the Sheriff supposed to be courageous, friendly, and above all, honest?
Yeah, we should.
- You need a new Sheriff. [removes the icon from the Sheriff and throws it at the feet of the people on the street.]

- Did not understand what we have at stake?
Is your life.

Ten thousand, twelve thousand, fifteen thousand, sixteen, seventeen, twenty-two twenty-two... Why?... [Gunshot]... Twenty-seven!
- The problem, baby?
- No, man! It seemed to me that I cheated. It all makes sense now.

Futures past black cover
The magician seeks to see.
Someone sings between two worlds,
Fire walk with me.
Through the darkness of futures past
The magician longs to see.
One chants out between two worlds
Fire - walk with me.