"You should have thought," the Doctor says as he stands right again, Paul packing the cut with the ether soaked bandage, "of zee concequences of messing with my plans, Josiah. You...Nathan...Bill..Johnny...Byers. All of you vill pay."

Picking up a new scalpel Gottreich didn't even wait for him to reply before he started on a y-shaped incession across his chest.

Paul sickered once. "Hail Mary, full of disgrace. The Lord has abandoned you. Where's the litle bitch to help you now, short timer?"