Atticus:One day...you may face such a moment of crisis, and in that moment, I hope you have a friend like I did. To plunge their hands into the filth so that you can keep yours clean!
Andy:Pass the ketchup.
Atti: We don't have any ketchup.
Andy makes an irritated face for 5 seconds then runs up and punts the bird (which at this point is their only source of food) as it is roasting over a campfire
Andy: USELESS!
Andy: Here's my plan: We go to Trask, and make them pay for what they did!
Atri: That's not a plan, Andy. That's more like a goal.
Andy: Ugh! Fine! You want a plan?? Here's my plan...Phase One: Go to Trask. Phase Two:MAKE THEM PAY FOR WHAT THEY DID!
Atti: Now it's more like a checklist.
Thad:This seems like a good time for a drink, and a cold, calculated speech with sinister overtones. A speech about politics, about order, brotherhood, power... but speeches are for campaigning. Now is the time for action.