Where's the goddamn giant?

God's will can go fuck itself. And so can you.

Boys, tell your mother to shut her lying whore mouth before I shove the nearest apple down her throat.

Worthiness should not be defined by the whims of magic weapons. Rise, my son, and let the hammer be damned. Rise and remember the hero that you are.

Oh, [god] can hear you just fine. He hears everything. Every scream. Every cry. Every whimper. Every plea for mercy. For death. He hears. He just doesn't give a fuck.