Huh? What was that? I should kill everyone and escape? Sorry. The voices. I'm kidding. Jeez. That's not what they really said.
— Hey, everyone can see all this trippy magic stuff right?
— Yeah, why?
— I'm off my meds.
— Question. Would you die for me?
— Yes.
— That's too easy. Would you... Would you live for me?
— Yes
— Careful. Do not say this oath thoughtlessly. Desire becomes surrender. Surrender becomes power. You want this?
— I do.
— Say it. Say it. Say it. Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty...
— Please.
— God, you're so... Good.
— You gonna kill me, Mr. J?
— What? Oh, I'm not gonna kill you. I'm just gonna hurt ya... Really, really bad.
Hey, if you like a girl, can you light her cigarette with your pinkie? Because that would be real classy.
— You know what they say about the crazy ones.
— Huh?
— You are really in bad shape upstairs, lady!
— Gonna come in here and tell me that? Or are you too scared? Come on, I'm bored. I'm bored. Play with me.
— You put five of my guards in the hospital, honey. No one's gonna play with you. You sleep on the ground.
— I sleep where I want, when I want, with who I want.
— How are you not dead?
— We-we just saved the world. A "thank you" would be nice.
— Thank you.
— You're welcome.
— So, we did all of this and we don't get shit?
— 10 years off you prison sentences.
— Nah, that's not enough. I'm seeing my daughter.
— That can be arranged. An other requests?
— An Espresso machine.
— Bet.
— What? Yo, get out of here? Won't fit anymore? Too much junk in the trunk?
— Nah. Every time I put this on, somebody dies.
— And?
— I like putting it on.
— Goody. Something tells me a whole lotta people are about to die.