"Yesterday, we were an army without a country. Today, the only question is: which country do we buy?"
— Simon, Die Hard with a Vengeance
''"What", she hissed. "You expect-me, a Greek noblewoman accustomed to luxery and comfort-to go traipsing off with you into the wilds of Central Asia? Squat in some ruins in the middle of mountains and deserts, surrounded by barbarian hordes and God-knows-what other dangers?" Her eyes were very wide. "Be a queen for a bunch of Kushan mercenaries with delusions of grandeur? Spend the rest of my life in a desperate struggle to forge a kingdom out of nothing?"
Other than a slight tightening of his jaws, Kungas' face was a rigid mask. "I don't expect," he said softly. "I am simply asking. Hoping."
Irene flung her arms around his neck and dragged him down. Within a second, the huge, heavy bed was practically bouncing off the flor from her sheer energy. Quiver, shiver; quake and shake.
"Oh, Kungas!" she squealed. "We're going to have so much fun!"
Far over the Misty Mountains cold, to dungeons deep and caverns old, we must awake ere break of day, to seek the pale enchanted gold.
"The day I set my flag down, it'll be over my body or over a nation I believe in."
—Ulysses, Fallout: New Vegas