Politics

"Disco inferno!" (Press the button.)

"The end has begun -- I am the lion-headed cavalry." (Press the button.)

The lieutenant gives you a little nod -- then makes a note in his blue notebook.

"I'm very sorry. It's the best I could find."

"Let us -- true Revacholians -- symbolically share this meal. For Revachol!" (Give half the sandwich to René and eat your half.)

"René should rent out his services, invest the profit, get few more guys, expand and repeat. Wagework is a dead end."

"Quite impressive. It's men like René who made Revachol great once."

"Seems to me a leader should take care of his people before himself."

"René is but one man. We need a program -- get all the elderly back in the job market, keep folks motivated."

"Such dependency only weakens a man further. Do or die -- there is no middle ground."

"Powerful leaders -- not afraid to do what must be done -- that's what this country needs."

"I'm not impressed. All those heroics and where is he now? No, you gotta play to win. Look after you first."

"Evrart gets it. Big guys looking after the small and everyone working together -- I love it!"

The idea of a king and a century gone is pretty fascinating.

"I'm sorry. I drifted off into my own thoughts and now this happened."

"I'm sorry." (Smash it, apologetically.)

Say "Fuck the police!" and then smash it.

Say "Welcome to Revachol, window!" and smash it.