Craig Sheffer: Aaron Boone, Cabal
Boone : Decker... isn't this where the dead are supposed to be/go?
Dr. Philip K. Decker : But you're not dead?
Lori Desinger : [Passing out] Boone
Boone : No you're wrong Decker... we're both dead!
[Decker stabs him, Boone just winces and smirks]
Boone : You see... blades are no better than bullets!
Narcisse : Are you going to kill him or not? Only I want his balls, and his eyes... unless you want them.
Boone : I'll pass
Narcisse : Remember me doctor? I was dying when you had your way with me. You made me give up my secrets when I was feeling particularly vunerable...
[Pulls out a set of blades]
Narcisse : Now
Boone : [Sneering... as Decker falls from a cliff] One last dance!
Boone : Look we can make it out... but we need fighters
Lylesberg : We're not warriors
Boone : What about the beserkers?
Lylesberg : Madness, they're uncontrollable
Boone : Better yet... let them out. We are the tribes of the moon... you said so
Lylesberg : [Reminiscing] The tribes of the moon
[pauses then reluctantly]
Lylesberg : I'll release them