Major: I mean *ahem* Sir Integra…I’m sorry I nearly let another opponent defeat me. I know it wouldn’t have been fair to you.

Integra: Of course it would. I don’t care who kills you. You’re not the archnemesis of some costumed melodrama. You’re just a terrorist with delusions of grandeur.

Major: Hey, I’m not the one wearing a panto costume.

Integra: I almost wish it were. The Sword of Dios is too good for you.