Hanzo: What doth life? (Echoing: Life, life, life) Are we just fleshy blips in some meaningless stew of cosmic oblivion? Or is it vice-reversa? Is our every trollop through fate's garden infused with a mystic...

Cyclops: Hey, bunghole, cease that inner yapping.

Hanzo: I don't want no trouble, mister.

Cyclops: Freak! If you didn't want trouble, you shouldn't have wandered into Philadelphia.

Hanzo: Please, I'm just a simple seeker on a spirit quest to discover... What doth life? (Echoing: Life...)

[Cyclops grabs Hanzos Shakushiri and throws it to the ground]

Hanzo: You're gonna regret that.You've shattered my shakhashuri!

Damien: Oh Yeah,take this d-d-d-d-d-dong!

Cyclops: Hanzo,You Best stay away from that weirdo. You'll catch the AIDS.

A-BOT: What's the matter, ch-ch-chicken? Frightened? Or do you prefer, what's the matter, chicken? F-f-frightened?

Hanzo: Please walk away. You may need my help someday. Walk away. (Echoes: Walk away...)

A-BOT: Yeah, help me punch your neck off.

(A-BOT Punches Hanzos Neck off,hanzo straight up fucking dies)

William: Hell nah💀