Host: But more importantly than that, factionalism...the lack of unity...how will you bring people together?

Kore: See that's the wrong way to look at it. I'm a huge fan of the managed dialectic. Order ab chaos. It's on the dollar bill.

Xander: Novus ordo seclorum is on the dollar bill. Get it right. New world ordernot order out of chaosXander: Fundamentally, I've found that people don't unite under those circumstances. No, really...deeply...what everyone truly wants, in their heart of hearts...

Xander: ...is to be oppressed...good and oppressed.

Xander: So...how do you fancy a 5 year jail term for hosting this debate?

Xander It's like no one has a sense of humor but you, Kore.

Kore: Me? Perish the thought, hang him from his fat pink tie as a lesson to the other presumptuous flower girls.

Grant: Look, Michael I'm taking you for a ride, kid.

Grant: You think you'll last five seconds after you take a piece out of my chin...and the telepath who's always breathing down my neck rips your legs off with his mind?

Grant: Gosh I saw him do that to a guy once. He was in this phase of lighting people on fire, but they tended to run screaming and injure bystanders.

Grant: Feel that? He's crawling around my head now.

Grant: C'mon Eugene, help me out.

Narration (Grant): And that's how it goes. That's how it will always go...eventually.