Dylan Dog: See? That's just what this case needed. A seven-foot tall, flesh-eating zombie. Which begs the question, are there any actual people left in New Orleans?
Alex: The fish stinks from the head.
Mr. Goodman: The piranha hunt in packs. The first bite draws blood, blood draws the pack.
Piiparinen: See for yourselves. There's something really weird about him. Don't you think?
Aimo: He's a foreigner.