(At the Billionare's Club)
Señor Senior Jr: I cannot wait to unlock my innermost self!
Señor Senior Sr: I would prefer to unlock that vault in the weapons research facility. Oh, dear, here comes that pompous... Philippe! Philippe Boullion! Oh, won't you join us for some lunch?
Philippe: My pleasure, Señor Senior Sr You so rarely make it to the club these days.
Señor Senior Sr: I have an active retirement.
Philippe: Indeed. I understand your latest hobby is quite unique.
Señor Senior Jr: Father wants to conquer the world.
Philippe: Well, who doesn't? But the Billionaire's Club prizes... discretion and obscenely large personal fortunes.
Señor Senior Sr: I assure you, Philippe, though my pastime is pricey, I still possess the requisite billions for club membership.
Philippe: Of course... We checked.
Señor Senior Sr: Then, how can I help you?
Philippe: Señor... (brings up a newspaper with Senior Sr and Kim Possible on the front page) A member in a melee with an American cheerleader? It reflects, how shall I say? Poorly on the club.
Señor Senior Sr: What are you saying, Phillipe?
Philippe: That I am revoking your club membership!