- The Target - Spyros Acebos: Wait! The wanted poster says alive or dead. Why does it have to be dead?
- The Bounty Hunter: Dead is easier for us.
- The Executive: He's smashed one of our prototypes. Left him splattered all over the road. Find him now. Track him.
- The Suit: Prototypes...?
- The Executive: Don't touch me unless I ask you too. You want the good doktor to turn you into one of the freaks?
- The Doktor: Don't worry, you'll be okay. We've got corporate backing now. We've got labs and tests and machines that go ding. Admittedly some of our techniques are... Old school. Sure, we'd like a machine that does it. Ka-chung. Ka-chung. Splitting heads. Production line style. Like the ford motor car. After the procedure you might experience some memory loss. Headaches. Homicidal tendencies. That's all normal.
- The Doktor's Secretary: What do you want?
- The Duster: He saw who killed my daughter. I want to know who did the killin'.
- The Doktor's Secretary: Nobody who's been treated - or half treated - has ever been fixed.
- The Bounty Hunter: We're with the association of unionised bounty hunters, man trappers and flesh traders.