Elmyra: Why, Monty, what's the matter?
Monty: You're what's the matter! You're a complete waste of space! You have a personality that rivals spore mold! On the evolutionary chart, you rank someplace between head cheese and toaster ovens! You're a cruise to nowhere! A null, a void, a zero!
Elmyra: Just what are trying to say?
Monty: [growls] : I don't like you! Read my lips! I...DON'T...LIKE...YOU!