[Cornelius bursts into Korben's room and holds him at gunpoint]
Priest Vito Cornelius: I'm really sorry to have to resort to these methods, Mr. Wallace...
Korben Dallas: Dallas.
Priest Vito Cornelius: Er, Mr. Dallas. But we heard about your good luck on the radio, and we need your tickets for Fhloston.
Korben Dallas: Is this how priests normally take vacations?
Priest Vito Cornelius: We're not on a vacation, we're on a mission!
Korben Dallas: What mission is that?
Priest Vito Cornelius: We have to save the world, my son.