Jean Carrack: You're scared, and scared people holding guns in my face... That scares me.
Jean Carrack: Oh, Will. What a mess. Looks like you're going to need some more stitches. And your little dead friend, too. Your mother's gonna freak out.
Zahir: The only thing keeping your family alive right now is their captivity.
Lucia: I was not your father's lover... But my mother was!