"You listen, dead weight. I won't let you kill each other. There are other ways of setting your differences. I'm putting a stop to this sibling rivalry."

"Nothing to do with me!? It has everything to do with me!"

"You... Take me seriously now!?"

"Oh... hell no!"

"Oh hell no. Here, now it's your turn."

"Doesn't matter. They're both gone now anyway."

"I'm not gonna cry."

"Look at you. You're- nobody's crying, all right?"

"Stop saying cry. If you say cry again-"

"What the hell's your problem!? Where'd you learn to drive!?"

"Got an arm, I'm good."

"Well, How sweet..."

"Feels good."

"I know... we're one in the same you and I. You've lost me, and I've lost you. Yet we are connected by that one feeling. "While thy branches mix with mine and our roots together join."

"You should not underestimate this demon. After all, it was he who took your right arm... and gained a great deal of power from it."

"I suggest you do not fall behind"

"We must leave here. He is far stronger than we could have imagined."

"Yes. Urizen, the Demon King... That's the name of the demon that took your arm."

"He's buying time, but... It doesn't look good."

"Little wanderer, hie thee home!"

"Pardon my delay, I was catching up on some reading."

"Kyrie! Get back inside, now!"

"Thought I was gonna have to pick you out of his...tummy teeth."

"If the fool would persist in his folly he would become wise."

"I'm afraid that...that's a little bit more than I can take on right now."

"Where there's a will, there's a way... Now let's go!"

"I'm fine... I must chase him. If the devil's sword Sparda still exists, it may very well be our only hope."