[Danielle throws scalding grease over him]

Are you offering me something hot? [lights a flare and holds it aloft] Let's get something straight here. I spent fourteen years in an eight by nine cell surrounded by people who were less than human. My mission in that time was to become more than human. [lets boiling wax drip on his skin] You see? Granddaddy used to handle snakes in church, Granny drank strychnine. I guess you could say I had a leg up, genetically speaking.