Ruby: (Flatly) Die, monster! You don't belong in this world!
Salem: What the hell was that delivery?
Ruby: What?
Salem: God, that was awful! You just completely destroyed the moment!
Ruby: What are you talkibg about?
Salem: Where's the emotion?! Where's the drama?! This is the final battle after twenty-something Volumes of hell, and you come in here with delivery so empty, it could take the Brother's place and get the same results!
Ruby: Wow! That one hurt!
Salem: See?! I can't even tell if you're supposed to be sarcastic or not!
Ruby: Why do you even care?
Salem: Look at this place! You think I set up this up because it was the best way to protect myself from a spastic little shit with scyther-rifle?! No! I did it because it looks fucking awesome!
Ruby: I-I don't-
Salem: Our final battle for the fate of the world deserves an incredible venue! Nobody is going to remember
"Salem's Underground Silver-Eyed Warrior Shelter,"
but they're sure as hell going to remember
"Salem's FUCKING Castle!"
Ruby: Salem's what castle?
Salem: And a place like this deserves performances! THEATRICS, Ruby! And you're not even trying!
Ruby: Why am I supposed to care anyways?
Salem: I WENT TO JULLIARD, RUBY! CAN'T YOU JUST LET ME HAVE THIS?!
Ruby: No! You manipulate men's souls and make them your puppets!
Salem: Oh, NOW you want to start the theatrics!
Ruby: Look, I am just here to kill you.
Salem: Fine. What is a man, but a- No, no! You know what? I'm not doing this. I don't even care anymore. FUCK YOU, RUBY! (Fades away into smoke)
Ruby: ...What the hell is Julliard?






