- Ehat's that you say? Utem kez?    No, don't hold me back, no don't hold me back....she's fucking with me...or at leest some is,

- Hey, clear the asile, this guy breaks down barriers

- I'll kill the sort of them!  Utem kez, huh? (Spits)

- What are these peanuts doing here?  Get them out. He's going to call them low-brow.  Get them out, all of em, yes, honey roasted, yes—what did I just say? Call the cashew guy.

- Cashew guy's not going to like that.

- another voice (I heard this guy writes poetry about slumber)

- Fuck the cashew guy—call the cashew guy.

- I'll kill the lot of them!  I'll kill all sorts of them

- How's he on chapstick?

-That's good initiative Ralph—Bruce, whatever.

- I've killed a million people.  I'm killing you right now.

- Oh man, he's ser.

- (turns around) Let me tell you something...

- Oh no, he's dangerous 

-...Bitch

- Oh no

- Boob.

- He might be getting drowsy

- IHOP

-IHOP?

- Let me tell you something,     I eat.  And you get eaten.

- Don't do it, man.  You're too hardcore.

- ...Cause you're so fuckin delicious.

- He did it. He fuckin did it.  I hate him!  I hate him again.  Guy broke out into dance. Cancel the cashews.

- Cashew guy's not going to like that.

- Fuck the cashew guy—cancel the cashews.