"Why do you think you have the right to utter that name, you ", fighter, "?";
"Speak that name with respect.";
"You would be wise to respect the name you just uttered.";
"Shh... The Arena Lords may be listening.";
"I am not worthy to even think that name.";
"Silence, Mortal! You are not worthy of uttering an Arena Lord's name.";
}
[("sing me a song ", 0) &name] = 5
{
"No, I am not in the mood.";
"There must be someway out of here, said the joker to the thief...";
"Hey, Mr. Tamberine man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there ~ain't no place I'm going to...";
"She was a girl from Birmingham, she just had an abortion, she was a case of insanity, her name was Pauline, she lived in a tree...";
"...You've got to break the chains that hold you down, crush the tyrants to the ground...";
"...Put a bullet in my head, but you can't change a word I said, you've got the ~disease, I've got the solution...";
"Not right now, I'm kinda busy.";
"Sometimes I try to do things and it just don't turn out the way I want it to and I get real frustrated...";
"...as far I'm concerned I think you really suck, you're rotten, and you really blow... I hate your guts and I wish that you was dead...";
"... ~Don't go out tonight, it could be your life, ~there's a bathroom on the right...";
"No life 'till leather, we're going to kick some ~ass tonight! Oh yeah, yeah yeah!";
"Play some Skynard, Man!";
"...there's a lot of people sayin' we'd be better off dead, I ~don't feel like satan, but I am to them, so I try to forget it any way I can...";
"Sorry, my voice is shot... too much whiskey.";
"Nah...";
"...now the sun has disappeared, all is darkness, anger, pain, and fear, twisted sightless wrecks of men go groping on their knees and cry in pain, and the sun has disappeared...";