My brains are going into my feet!
We're done with you. Go back to the golf course and work on your putz. Nah, he got the upside, I got the downside. See there's two sides to every Schwartz. What's the matter with this thing, what's all that churnning and bubbling, you call that radar screen? Ah, planet Druidia. And under that air shield, ten thousand years of fresh air. We must get through that air shield! Say goodbye to your two best friends, and I don't mean your pals in the Winnebago. So, Lone Star, now you see that evil will always triumph because good is dumb.