Jon Irenicus:
I cannot be caged. I cannot be controlled.

Jon Irenicus:
Silence, dog. Your only purpose is to die by my hand.

Minsc:
Make way villain! Hero coming through!

Imoen:
I will... see death come... so empty inside. I feel... I feel weak.

Minsc:
I trust those who prey on children no farther than they can be thrown, even if I manage to throw them pretty far!

Minsc:
I won't cry for the dead! I won't! Well, maybe a little... but I will staunch the tears with righteous fury!

Imoen:
Well, no... I just...

Imoen:
No, no, that's not it! I... I was just... I was just trying to find out if you're as muscular under your armour as you look. Oh, I know that you're married and all that Keldorn... but do you have *any* idea how good you look? I... I can't help myself, I just what to touch you all the time!

Imoen:
I don't know what it is Keldorn, maybe it's the Bhaal essence in me. I just want to run my fingers through your hair and nibble on your ears! Oh, Keldorn, you drive me so wild!

Imoen:
Oh get over yourself already, Keldorn! Sheesh.

Imoen:
Here's your ring back. I won't take it again, I promise.

Imoen:
So... Sarevok. You've had an itty-bitty piece of my soul in there for quite a while now. What's it been like?

Minsc:
What? Boo is outraged! See his fury! It's small, so look close. Trust me, it's there.

Jon Irenicus:
You are born of murder, the very essence of that which takes life. You have power, if you wish it.

Minsc:
Minsc will be free! These bonds will not hold my wrath! Butts will be liberally kicked in good measure!

Minsc:
I have lost myself in your words but Boo thinks you're just ducky.

Minsc:
This is silly! Buttons are not how one escapes dungeons! I would smash the button and rain beatings liberally down on the wizard for playing such a trick!

Minsc:
I would hate being forgotten in a bottle. It might depend somewhat on the type of bottle, but overall I expect the effect would be similar.

Imoen:
I lurk behind your soul, in the very fiber of your being. I am the only thing left when mind and reason are stripped away. I will show you what you can be, what you can do... if you simply let yourself become what you are. I can show you all of this, because I am within. I am what fills the void. I am you.

Minsc:
I do not like the tone of your voice, Dark Elf. The face I have is the face the ladies love! Boo loves Minsc's face, too! Don't you, Boo?

Minsc:
Magic is impressive but now Minsc leads. Swords for everyone!

Imoen:
Just like old times. Well, except for the torture and all.

Minsc:
Butt kicking for goodness.

Jon Irenicus:
Your actions affect so many others than yourself. You will come to realize what little choice you have. You will do what you must, become what you must, or others will pay for your cowardice. You WILL accept the gifts offered to you.

Jon Irenicus:
Life... is strength. That is not to be contested; it seems logical enough. You live; you affect your world.

Jon Irenicus:
I wonder if you are destined to be forgotten. Will your life fade in the shadow of greater beings?

Minsc:
Boo will have clean wood shavings, you evil bastards!

Minsc:
You should have given a sword, give a man a fish and he feeds himself for a day, give a man a sword and he can chow down on the ,eaty marrow of evil!