Alexander Saburov: Crime is seriously getting out of hand! Where are all those scoundrels coming from? It's as if their numbers double every hour... Knives everywhere! It's time to put an end to them. We should catch Grief and have him executed. Make an example of him for challenging the new order.

Yulia Lyuricheva: Off with you. This palaver became an ordeal that I will no longer endure.

> So you're the cemetary caretaker. Don't worry, I won't do you any harm.

> Nothingness. The absence of feeling and colour. If a Caravan like that never existed, that would be the real evil. *

Inquisitor: Talk to him. There is still time.

> Can I speak to the inventor of shmowders? *

> You're lying; I can't hear a think. It's empty and silent, as it always is. *

> Because I don't want you to doubt in my good intentions.

Executor: Talk some more, sweet soul. Look, some nails are already in.

> Okay, have it your way. I'll pay him a visit.

Commander: Yes, indeed. A giant of a man dressed in leather. He was dragged along by twelve people. Was he really a doctor? What had he done to earn such honours?

> I'm joking. Aren't you a bit young for knife fights? *

> Look at me. What did the Inquisitor tell you?

Katerina Saburova: The evil will not touch them. You will see it for yourself. They will become invulnerable to the scythe that will cut down the brazen, the blind, and the bellicose. Save them.

> But what does it have to do with me? *

Commander: I find it puzzling that the bachelor disregards this fact so easily. He's not as spirited as you are. Is there a way to make as much of this serum of yours as possible?

Bachelor: I was wrong to underestimate the Steppe medical knowledge...

> Why should I smear my hands with innocent blood?

> I need some time to get my act together. I suspect you are not aware that these developments render my whole lifework null and void?

> There are new pills against the infection. He doesn't know about them yet. Give me money and I'll buy some for him. *

Inquisitor: What are you looking for here? Perhaps I haven't scared you enough?

Changeling: The time is almost up... Soon the barrage begins!

Bad Grief: Now that's a question I didn't expect... Smart thief, you!

> Serves them right. Good people suffer no woe at my hand. Such is life...

Alexander Saburov: I can tell you as well. They are criminals! The one who destroyed the water supply. The ones who looted the blocked districts. Suspicious-looking armed scum who were caught near the Wastehouse!

Side Quest: Tracking Down the Bachelor

Bachelor: You're exactly who I'm looking for, the girl of notable peculiarity... What is it in your eyes? Are those tears? Today must be a bad day for one of us...

Inquisitor: Well, enough idle blather. Since you've already turned up and made a farce out of this Council, decide quickly, and let's be done with it. We're not going to hear anything worthwhile here.

> You really ought to lay off this bloody business... *

Tot: What are you doing walking around in here? Don't you see there's danger on all sides?