Stephen: Poop. Ow!
S: I'm fine.
S: Catch it.

Mal: You want another one?
M: Oh wait, you don't want that one.
M: Oh wait, you don't want that one.
S: Gimme that. Gimme--
S: Gimme that. Gimme-- NO NO NO
S: Mr. Saturn is my homeboy.
S: Why would you do thaaaat?
S: Why would you do thaaaat? He's my-- Ow.
S: He's my home fry.
S: Oh, dang it.
S: Oh, dang it.
M: I tried to distract you by throwing it at you.

S: We can do this all day if you want.
S: Okay, I didn't catch that one. Ugh.
S: Noggin hit. Oh shoot shoot.
S: Shoot. Shoot. No! No no nono!
S: Don't you "La la la la la" me!
