"Listen 'ere pardner, zombies don't exist."
"Pow-wer? Whats a Pow-wer?"
"This place gives me the willies..."
"Holy sweet apples!"
"That, was to close... even for me."
"Holy sh-crud."
"Zombies. Wow... when spike said they were real, I didn't think he meant it."
"Ouch!"
"Hey zombies, guess what? KA-BOOM! Hahahaha!"
"When in doubt, kill 'em all!"
"This one's for you Granny..."
"Uh, yeah a little low on ammo."
"Hey, guys! I need ammo now!"
"No ammo, knew I should turned the gun on myself..."
"Celestia Dammit, No ammo."
"The stuff has a...fish juice type of taste don't it?"
"Where's some apple cider when you need it?"
"Woah...This stuff makes my hand quick...SHUT UP RD!"
"Keep Pinkie away from this stuff."
"This box, is like apple season...hard..."
"Oh ye of little faith..."
"A revolver? Hell ya!"
"Granny! Give me hope!"
"When all is lost, and the dead walk the Earth, I will be there... doing stuff...."
"Pack-A-Punch... well I hope you tell the truth."