i go out, i work my butt off to make a living, all i want is to come home to a nice clean house with a nice fat steak on the table, but instead i get this -- this -- i don't even know what you call this!
i'll tell you what it looks like, it looks like poison. don't you take that away, i'm eating that, damn it! it is poison, isn't it?!
i swear to god, i would not be surprised if it was, the way you skulk around here like a dog been hit too much -- or ain't been hit enough, i can't make up my mind.
you're useless, beatrice! the only thing that pulls its weight around here is my goddamn truck!
stay here!
figures.
get your big butt back in that house!
you can have my gun when you pry it from my cold, dead fingers!
sugar.
give me sugar.
in water.
more.
that better?
"pest" problem? "pest?"
you know, i have noticed an infestation here. everywhere i look, in fact. nothing but undeveloped, unevolved, barely conscious pond scum. so convinced of their own superiority as they scurry about their short, pointless lives.
in the worst way.
you're right about one thing.
no. no, no, no, noooo!
that's my truck!
where do you keep your dead?
where?!
a man came in here earlier. a dead man.
he was a very dear friend of mine. and i believe he had an animal with him. a gift i gave him, a pet cat that means worlds to me. i would like it back.
don't -- do that.
where is the animal?!
get it!
everybody shut up!
listen, monkey boy, i may have to take that kind of talk in my end of the universe, but compared to you humans, i'm the top rung on the evolutionary ladder, so can it, all right?!
that's better. now put down your weapons. we're leaving.
have you ever pulled the wings off a fly?
would you care to see the fly get even?
put the weapons down!
don't bet on it, meat sack.
take me here.
you're coming with me.
it's a long trip. i'll need a snack.
good. war means food for my family, all seventy-eight million of them. that's a lot of mouths to feed, your highness.
you don't get it. i've won. it's over.
you milk-suckers! you don't matter! in a few seconds you won't even be matter!
put my hands on my head?