Jin-Woo: i'm uncooperative.
Jin-Ho: give me an example
Yoon-Ho: if you have any suggestions or complaints about the way i run my guild, feel free to put them in the suggestions box.
Jong-In: that's a trash can.
Byung-Gu: Yoon-Ho, i'm cold.
Yoon-Ho: i'll get you a jacket right away!
Jong-In: Yoon-Ho, i'm cold too.
Yoon-Ho: set yourself on fire.
Song-I: is four a lot?
Jin-Woo: depends on the context. berries no, murders, yes.
Jin-Woo: everyone know what they're doing?
Jin-Ho: in general or the plan?
Jin-Woo: the plan, Jin-Ho.
Jin-Ho, sighing in relief: thank god.
Yoon-Ho: i sleep with a knife under my pillow.
Jong-In: weak. i sleep with a gun under my pillow.
Jin-Woo: you both are pathetic.
Jong-In: oh yeah? what killer weapon do you sleep with mr. badass?
Yoon-Ho: don't correct me.
Jong-In: don't be wrong.