Twisted Metal: Black

"I had to decide. It took me all of ten seconds. Lets face it, boys and girls; A man has to have his priorities."

"Well, maybe it WAS my fault. But I had my own problems to worry about. The old mans curse was beginning to PISS me off."

"Three months in the nuthouse. It was the longest Id ever been confined. So a few people have been killed. Wasnt MY fault."

"I was out like the dying heartbeat of a little girl. It was the first time in...forever I hadnt felt the burning...and the dreams...! Boys and girls...those were some wonderful dreams."

"He said he ran some kind of crazy contest. If I won his game, he promised to show me how to bring an end to the curse. No more...headaches."

"As much as I had those old urges of mine, I kept them to myself for the moment. I figured Id play along with his little game. After all, I could always kill him later."