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Centurion Quintus Dias:
I've never seen a general so beloved of his men.

Bothos:
Well, in training he is our scholar, at feast he is our father, in the ranks he is our brother, and in battle he is the god, we pray, to save our souls.

Septus:
Where did you read that?

Bothos:
It's writ on the shithouse wall, sir.

Thax:
Probably wrote it himself.

Septus:
He's a ruthless, reckless bastard - and I'd die for him without hesitation.