| ! Oh, um, well, I found a teensy weensy bit of blood on the thorn from the rose left on Victim Number Two. | |
| "Billu can't be touched by a thorn or a stone." | |
| "Even if as a flower I'm wind-blown why is your heart speared with thorn?" | |
| "Flowers of all hue, and without thorn the rose." | |
| "He who wants a rose must respect the thorn." | |
| ! Oh, um, well, I found a teensy weensy bit of blood on the thorn from the rose left on Victim Number Two. | |
| "Billu can't be touched by a thorn or a stone." | |
| "Even if as a flower I'm wind-blown why is your heart speared with thorn?" | |
| "Flowers of all hue, and without thorn the rose." | |
| "He who wants a rose must respect the thorn." | |
| "'I'm as strong as any thorns. | |
| "Agonising thorns of memories..." | |
| "Among thorns, twilights, the miserable moaning casted to the wind..." | |
| "And raised in a cradle of rocks and bed of thorns." | |
| "Barb... "the... thorns." | |
| "'I'm as strong as any thorns. | |
| "Agonising thorns of memories..." | |
| "Among thorns, twilights, the miserable moaning casted to the wind..." | |
| "And raised in a cradle of rocks and bed of thorns." | |
| "Barb... "the... thorns." | |
