Killian/Stereotypes

	"The hell is this, Twilight?"
	"Moaning and rattling chains. I'm so scared."
	"I've seen scarier demons."
	"Hey, that's a neat trick! How'd you do that?"

	"Hey, I don't judge. You do you."
	"Somebody's gotta take care of 'em."
	"Now there's a decent fight. Shame silver bullets kill 'em so easy."

	"Ugh. Some of the field agents are all right, I suppose. But I do get sick of all the God-damn paperwork."
	"I wouldn't be alive without 'em. They gave me a new body that's a thousand times better than my old one ever was, and it was a pretty damn good one. I owe the Xers bigtime."
	"It's good to have some of the best and brightest doctors in the world on our side. I'd hate to see what life would be like if they weren't."

	"Yeah, okay, sure, they got money. They got a shitload of money. But they don't gotta be such assholes about it, do they?"
	"OO-rah!"

	"Dodge this." HMMMZT!!
	"Just take one look at those things out there and then tell me there's a God."
	"And they say we're the ones turning the Masses into zombies. Look in a mirror, ya fucking hippies."
	"Yeah, yeah, us horrible old white men. We're just terrible, ain't we? Well, if you idiots would quit bringing your buddies across the Border, we'd get along a hell of a lot better."
	"Wanna compare kill counts? Bet you ten bucks mine's bigger."

	"You assholes started this war. Now you're bawling because you've lost. Better not throw a punch if you can't take one, Gandalf."
	"Aww. They think they're scientists. Ain't that cute?"
	"Hey, if all the Mother Earth-type priestesses all look like Fairuzia Balk or Shannon Doherty, I'm okay with that."
	"This is what happens when we quit spanking our kids. They end up like these bunch of worthless nerds. Paybacks are hell, traitors."
	"You think you know tragedy, huh kid? Lemme show you some of the things I've seen. Then you can get depressed."

"Terminate with extreme fucking prejudice."

"Terminate with even extremer fucking prejudice."

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