- Kortan: You may speak, Asklepios.
- Asklepios: Lord Kortan, Mogonda is, at this very moment, a cauldron of uncontrolled violence. It is unworthy of our great city.
- Malone: [laughing] But my dear Asklepios, Mogonda built its empire on violence.
- Asklepios: But this time it's a question of a duel between two of our best men: Major Gorth and Major Arak.
- Malone: Gorth and Arak? They hate each other. We may lose one of our best men. Or maybe two.
- [laughs]
- Kortan: [disapproving] You find that amusing, Malone ?
- Kortan: Prepare to die, MacLeod.
- Quentin MacLeod: I'm not afraid of you, Kortan.
- Kortan: That's your mistake. Goodbye Highlander.