- You are real, right?
- I'm as real as a donut, motherfucker.
That wasn't flying! That was falling with style!
Anybody accidentally kills anybody in a fight, they go to jail. It's called manslaughter. I think all that lethal weapon horseshit is just an excuse so you dancers never have to get in a real fight.
And you, my friend, are responsible for delaying my rendezvous with Star Command!
- My buddy and his dog killed two of them and, no shit, I torched the last one.
- Yeah, I burnt her ass to a crisp.
What the hell are you looking at, you little ginger-haired fucker?
To infinity, and beyond!