Marek: Now, anyone who would like to disagree with me, would you please raise your right hand. [Looks around] Marek: If you've got one. Marek: First prize is a chance to live, second prize... you really don't want to hear what the second prize is. Marek: I could use a man like you! A position on my staff, perhaps... [gestures at the body] Marek: we appear to have an opening! Marek: I have removed all the heads of state... [Dumps out sack full of decapitated remains] Marek: ...I really want to be in charge! Robbins: You want it? Come and get it. The Father: You've got a terrible case of "nobody tells me what to do". Warden: Was there something you wanted to add? Robbins: Don't ever turn your back on me again. Marek: ...that's not funny [he suddenly decapites his opponent] Marek: HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA! Now, that's funny! King: [Robbins limps into his newly assigned living quarters] Wipe your feet. Robbins: Huh? King: Wipe your feet! The average bare foot carries over six million germs. Robbins: [Looks down] Wow, we're talking over 1.2 billion then, huh?