Ron: "Boy, that escalated quickly... I mean, that really got out of hand fast."
Champ: "It jumped up a notch."
Ron: "It did, didn't it?"
Brick: "Yeah, I stabbed a man in the heart."
Ron: "I saw that. Brick killed a guy. Did you throw a trident?"
Brick: "Yeah, there were horses, and a man on fire, and I killed a guy with a trident."
Ron: "Brick, I've been meaning to talk to you about that. You should find yourself a safehouse or a relative close by. Lay low for a while, because you're probably wanted for murder."