- Mr. Eko: The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures; he leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul. He leadeth me in paths of righteousness for His name's sake. Yea, though I walk through the shadow of the valley of death, I fear no evil; for thou art with me. Thy rod, thy staff, they comfort me. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies. Thou annointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me, all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the House of the Lord, forever. Amen.
- Tough Moroccan: It is true what they say about you.
- Mr. Eko: And what is that?
- Tough Moroccan: You have no soul.