S.1 Ep. 3 "Requiem for a Lightweight"

Requiem for a Lightweight

Well, well, Dr. Jekyll and Dr. Jekyll,

what are you doing at the prom?

All shifts report to operating room.

A glass stomach, all of it heart.

I still say we should use a horseshoe,

you won’t even have to touch him.

This is just a practice fight,

will you take a check?

We decided to have a victory drink now,

the result of being spineless.

Ether is subtle, put it in his face.

For God’s sake, packing is for leaving.

You’re okay, you’re okay, you’re okay.

S.1 E.2 "To Market, To Market"

To Market

The army is well aware of its responsibilities.

Locking him in the closet,

hung up by his thumbs.

Star tattoo on his chest in case

he’s out of danger for the time being.

A little hair from the dragon, as it were.

Don’t you recognize my voice yet?

We’re locked in.

Looks fantastically like the man who

tried to out-black market the black market

just keeps going up, up, up.

That makes two of us.

The army is well aware
the least we can do is save him.