Millennium

Toby: I'm a little ashamed to admit that I was worried. How I might feel sympathy for this being. And seeing her like that reminded me what ridiculous creatures they are... to destroy themselves over something so fleeting as emotional attachments and biological needs. I was overcome with relief. Plus, it had been so long since I had notched a soul. Greb: You see? You still got it! Blurk: Just like riding a bike! Toby: But that's when I saw him. I don't who he was or what he was doing there, but there he was, just him. Frank: You must be so lonely.

Toby: ...Her presence made the mundane seem magnificent. Abum: Toby, I don't know where this story is headed, but it's really starting to give me the creeps. Toby: One night, she saw my true essence. Greb: Another one? Blurk: The world's gone mad! Toby: One night, she had gotten up to use the bathroom. She saw me for all I'm worth, in all my naked devilry. You see, she forgave me my faults.

Censor: You will not get away with this! The final scene is gratuitously violent! Aliens would not carry an Uzi! They are a superior race and they would not carry or utilize automatic weapons! I will not approve this! I am Broadcast Standards and Practices!

Censor: No, it doesn't matter that aliens from out of space have no genitalia –- they still have groins, and they shouldn't be kicked there. It is unacceptable, revise for cut!

Censor: Unacceptable. If you are going to show a pile of dung, it must be dried dung, not moist.

Abum: I mean, I ask you: what evil genius invented the alarm clock? No other creature but man could concoct a device that interrupts, on a daily basis, their only state of natural happiness. No doubt, the evil genius' evil twin contributed the snooze button.

Abum: The trouble with serial killers is they're too evil. Blurk: Well, hey, if you're afraid of them... Abum: That's not what I meant and you know it. Toby: What did you mean? Abum: The evil is too conspicuous. When people hear about some psycho killer, and it leads them to thinking about the nature of evil. That leads to thoughts about right or wrong -– good or bad. Greb: All that thinking can get ugly. Abum: Yeah! You don't want to consider a crack like that. You just want them to go through their routine of living their lives.

Blurk: You know, we were so envious when man was given free will. But what has it brought them? The belief that their lives are determined by anything other than their own free will. Abum: And the right to vote. Toby: Wait a minute, I'm confused. You mean the man became a serial killer because... Blurk: Yes... just because.