Tagon: We're screwed. There's no way we are gonna get a paycheck out of this.
Tagon: We get paid to clear away the "protesters," but there aren't any. Everybody here is in line, and has been for months. We've been giving conflicting orders.
Tagon: I know this music... The government is in denial, and our paycheck is going to be a part of that denial.
Schlock: Can't we grease the wheels with a little violence somewhere?
Tagon: Violence isn't the answer.
Schlock: Medic! I think Tagon is sick!