Character: Alisha Daniels

- I have special powers. I just need to know what it is.
- Maybe you're just super-retarded.

- You exploit the weak!
- Pull money out of people!
- Harass girls!
- Like the Catholic Church.
- He has a point. In Ireland, when I was a kid, it was believed that if you are not naughty priest, then you are the sucker.

And otology me his pretzel in bed.
- I don't think it's appropriate.
- You should send him a simple message so he knows we mean business!
And how does taking a shit in his bed?
- As in "the Godfather" did.
- ... There is a horse head in the bed put.
- And you have extra lying around, or what?

- Sorry. I'm here talking to you!
I thought You were done.
- If my lips still moving, then not.
- Yes, but You might yawn or chew.

- You need to come up with a password that we can determine what we.
Martellucci!
'Certainly not, no martyshek.
- Well, what are the chances that someone will remember being used in a normal conversation? Not so hot, huh?
- Okay, let... Martellucci!
- Eeee!