Outcast: Meal time, maggots! Prisoner: But that's not bread! Why does he always get special treatment? Oh Mr. Big-shot. Mr. Berserker Chief. Dagur: Oh hey you want some? Come here, I'll give you some. [grabs Outcast prisoner's arm through the bars] I've been meaning to tell you something for the last three years; Your. Voice. Is. Really. Annoying. [twists arm and opens the napkin he's been given with is hiding the key to his cell] Gosh that feels good. Outcast: He's escaped! Dagur's got out! Sound the al- [gets knocked out] Dagur: [more Outcasts start showing up] Oh goodie! A challenge, [yell]