Hector Escaton: I don't believe we've ever met.
The Man in Black: No, we haven't. You know, you always seemed like a a market-tested kind of thing. Big gun, tasteful scar. Locked in your little cycle like a prized poodle after its own tail.
Hector Escaton: You sound like a man who's grown tired of wearing his guts on the inside.
The Man in Black: There's no need to get testy. I'm just curious about your worldview. Some kind of half-native mumbo jumbo?
Hector Escaton: It's simple. I believe that only the truly brave can look at the world and understand that all of it gods, men, everything else will end badly. No one will be saved.
The Man in Black: Maybe we've got more in common than I thought.