"Today, you have made a mortal error, Shi’ar… and you shall pay in blood”
~War of Kings #1
-Millions of years ago, your race manipulated out bloodline to create perfect living weapons. Your ancestors intended the Inhumans to be an elite military force that would allow the Kree to become the dominant species in the galaxy. Greater than the Sparton, greater than the Shi’ar. Far, far greater than the skrulls. A mutual destiny. You Kree have turned your backs on it. We have not. We have come to accomplish it. We have come to take the Kree race to the next stage of evolution. Weather it wants it or not. Two words is all it will take. Two words, Ronan - Medusalith Amaquelin Boltagon.
-My Lord - Ronan The Accuser.
There will be no shitting anything while I’m this close to that giant ass crack.
- A party?
- No. It’s a wake. Ope got killed when they were in county.
- Oh no… you think I could go say bye?
- I don’t think Jax seeing you would suit any one of you right now.
- No, right…
- Come here. It’s alright.
'Stolen Huffy’ →Sons of Anarchy, Ep4S5.