Well, what do you expect, mother? I’m half machine. I’m a monster. Whoa, this guy’s straight?
Whoa, this guy’s straight? That’s what it said on ‘Ask Jeeves.’

I swear by my pretty floral bonnet, I will end you. Well, my time of not taking you seriously is coming to a middle. Ten percent of nothin’ is … let me do the math here … nothin’ into nothin’ … carry the nothin’ … Mercy is the mark of a great man. Guess I’m just a good man. Well, I’m all right. You’re welcome on my boat. God ain’t.

I’m half machine. I’m a monster. He’ll want to use your yacht, and I don’t want this thing smelling like fish. That’s why you always leave a note! Really? Did nothing cancel? Did you enjoy your meal, Mom? You drank it fast enough.

You’re welcome on my boat. God ain’t. Just get us on the ground! That part will happen pretty definitely! Oh, I think you might wanna reconsider that last part. See, I married me a powerful ugly creature.