Sgt. Hatred: (about Hank) That boy is not even close to a chip off the old block. He's got guts.
Dr. Venture: Excuse me? You don't know me. Why in my prime I saw some things that would make your head spin.
Sgt. Hatred: Yeah, I saw a guy's head spin. Like right off his neck. Why? Because I punched him. Top that!
Dr. Venture: Okay, okay. My father made me kill a man--kill a man--with a house key. I was ten.
Sgt. Hatred: Ha! That's nothing. I ate a whole Labrador Retriever once. I'm serious!