Esme: We will be free!
Xander: What does freedom even mean? I have no knowledge of it!
Xander: I was a kid. I was in army jail. And then I came here.
Xander: I never had to kill anyone before I came to Eynhallow, not even once!
Qureshi: James would you go see what that is? I think we’ll be ok here.
Xander: What do you lunatics want? I’ll bargain. People don’t deserve to suffer because you’re crazy.
Xander: Do you want empathy? I can give you that. Want to double your IQ? I could use people with brains to manage the work groups.
Xander: Shall I ban money again or abolish private marriages like I did thirty years ago? Shall we outlaw guns and religion?
Xander: But I’ve already done that. If you say you want to go back to San Francisco…I’m allowed to send you but not with your Eynhallow memories.
Xander: I’ll give you new ones. You’ll never know the difference. Happy, good memories. The ability to run a business. Be a player with the ladies. Play concert cello. Give me your requests.
Xander: Riches? Immortality? Beauty? Someone special who just…won’t…
Xander: …see reason?
Esme: Fix the broken glass.
Esme: You see? You won’t, will you. You’ll make the people suffer even the innocent ones who didn’t take part in the riot. Even the guilty ones have a right to shelter.
Xander: Look, lady. I just did. Whaddaya want, a rain dance?