(Commanding) “You know the drill. Sweep every inch of this place. Anything worth a damn – food, fuel, weapons – grab it. We’re takin’ it all back to the boss.”

(Coldly/Mocking) “(laughs bitterly) You still think you’re in control, huh? People like you, still clinging to the old ways—democracy, rules, order. Those days are dead.”

(Sarcastically/Coldly) “Look, I know how this might seem. Me and my men—guns drawn, taking you in like this.But it had to be done. For our safety.”