Jeremiah

Interrogator: Would you like something to drink? Markus: Yeah. Interrogator: In return, will you give us the names of the other individuals involved in your attempt to overthrow the United States government? Markus: There is no United States government. There hasn't been one in fifteen years. Interrogator: This place is the government. The lawfully established seat of power... Markus: This place is a bad memory. This place is a testament to everything that was wrong with the old world. A triumph of brute force over basic humanity. Interrogator: Does it make it easier for you to think of us in that way? Markus: Easier? No. More honest? F**k, yeah.

Guard: Come on. Let's go. The President wants to see you. Jeremiah: The President? The President of what? Guard: The United States, asshole. Jeremiah: The United States Asshole. USA. The initials are still the same.

Mister Smith: God says you're late. Kurdy: God says what? Mister Smith: You're late, I've been waiting here for almost an hour.

Markus: You know how you spent the last fifteen years looking for Valhalla Sector? Jeremiah: Yeah. Markus: Well, I could've saved you the trouble. They crashed the big meeting in St. Louis. They hit us with guns, bazookas, tear gas, tanks, APVs, helicopters, rockets and I'm pretty sure at least one of them used really harsh language.