Scrooge: What's she cooking, a canary? Surely they have more food than that. Look on the fire.
Ghost of Christmas Present: Huh, where? Oh, that's your laundry.
Mok: She can sing, or she can scream. But she still pissed me off.
Nekron: Next time you present me with one of your little sluts, Mother dear... I'll squash you like a bug.