Phil quotes from Frisky Dingo

Sir, don't you think it's kind of weird how the prize money for this thing is exactly the amount we need to finish the Annihilatrix?

No, I think it's weird that you question me every...time there's a...thing.

You didn't kill the taxi driver?

You know, I was, but I think it's hard enough on the Arabs in this beastly country right now.

I don't think he's Arab.

No, I'm pretty sure that guy is Filipino.

Well then. [Shoots the taxi driver] London calling.

Grace

Oh my God! Yes! THAT is exactly the kind of bloodlust that makes for a phenomenal interview. Hi. Grace Ryan, Force 10 News.

And you must be Killface. What am I saying? Of course you're not Killface, not with a face like that; no one in their right mind would think to call you...I'm Killface...if anybody is.

Fetch the minivan. We're off to murder that wretch Xander Crews.

Grace

Don't you dare hurt him!

Sire, Phil has cancer.

First of all, he's obviously not that into you.

Phil, given your strict forcemeats-and-cheese regimen, the only real surprise is you're not dead already.

Phil, grappling with the cold reality of death, has no pithy rejoinder.

Ohn-Naa. Ohn-Naa.

No no no no! Stop that! Stop that Mantra!

Oh Hi, and a blessed day to you.

[annoyed] mm?

[Optimistic] Mm!

mm?

Mm! Ohn-Naa.

Get the hell out of Here!

Mm, I can't. Lorraine kicked me out when she found out I had cancer.

That fat slag!

Enh!

Surely this town has a Y, Philip?

No, I'm getting a pretty nice Healing Vibe here. Good for my Chakra.

No, No, Cancer's a bad influence on Simon! Worse than Sinn and that Prawn and...whatever happend to Val?

Anyway, get your candles and your, white cells or whatever and just pop on down to the Y, hm?

Ohmmmmy lawyers say the Annihilatrix caused my cancer.

What lawyers?

It's all here in the lawsuit.

My God, the stones on you.

Phil, what does that look like?

You know, from here it looks like ants are robbing that bank.

Well, from here it looks like my financial worries are behind me. [He picks up a gold bar carried by an ant] Come over here, you have pockets.

Better call my lawyer. This might be an attachable asset.

No, don't call them.

And to what shall we drink? Simon will you be a lamb?

Uh, that this isn't just a big glass of poison?

Phillip! That hurts me!

It's just, I'd hate to beat cancer just to-

Oh, you beat cancer!

Yeah, just to drink poison. Yep, cancer free!

Good for you.

Also, twenty billionaire!

What?! You got full price for the Annihilatrix?!

Chompa chompa.

Yes, drink it in... and die!

[Horrified] Ah! The... Tom Collins!

Ha, you mean a vitoxin Collins!

Vitoxin?!

Yes! The anal blood gushing should start any moment! Should just... [It becomes clear nothing is happening] come... y'know, bursting... right out of your bottom.

Ha ha, no, I knew you were gonna try that!

No? Nothing?

I've been taking vitoxin for weeks!

[Outraged] Why, you formerly fat bastard!

Yeah thats how i kinda lost the weight...

Well, I'd better deposit this check. Thanks for the drink, enjoy the pickles, and if you find my Zune, just give me a c-

Bugger me. (calls out) Hey Simon! Want to see something neat? Phil's head just exploded, like a ham!