Edith: We need money.
Taeka: You're scamming him?!?
Edith: I was thinking more flat-out stealing from him.
Taeka: What?!? No way!
Edith: Why not? We already stole a child from him.
Ronan: Hi!
Taeka: We really didn't. He just followed us like a robot.
Edith: Don't talk about my nephew like that!
Taeka: I still don't think he wants us to steal!
Ronan: Yes I do.
Edith: Yes he does.
***
Penelope: Genres are outdated. I sort my music by thottiness, jammability, rebelliousness, theatricality, and depression.
Elijah: A good sea shanty hits ALL of these.
***
Armand: For so many years, I thought there was something wrong with me. That I was the black Mareep and needed to change my personality. And after a lot of time and consideration, I realized who I was.
Armand: I'm a piece of shit.
