Planet's coming up a mite fast. Nobody could do that much decoupage without calling on the powers of darkness. They're just a bunch of hormonal time bombs. No, a bad day is when someone's yellin' spooks the cattle. Well, you were busy trying to get yourself lit on fire.

No, they're something nightmares are from. Seems odd you'd name your ship after a battle you were on the wrong side of. When I say, 'I love you,' it's not because I want you or because I can't have you. Now you can luxuriate in a nice jail cell, but if your hand touches metal, I swear by my pretty floral bonnet: I will end you. Oh Spike, devour me!