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Moor (getting stars around his head after being hit on the head): Gck, really pal?
Pierre: I'm the one who should say that either! and I'm not you're pal either!
Pierre (shows his now perfectly curved golf stick): I hope whatever sleazy insurance you have covers golf clubs!
Pierre: Nonetheless, I don't care about what your goals or plans is but I'm sure gonna hell stop em right now!
Pierre: I'm going to make sure you never leave here. I'm going to feed you to the most ravengous thing I can find here when I'm done with you!
Moor: WELL AREN'T YOU ONE TO USE WORDS AND SCHMOOZE!
*Moor grabs Pierre and smash him against the wall before he's able to do anything*
Pierre: Gh-kk!
Pierre: M-morph was right about you; you're a threat to everything here... You're a big fake y'know. Everything about you is truly rotten.
Pierre: And I'm sure that kid isn't safe in your hands!
Moor: Oh nooo! here's the part where I'm supposed to be deeply offended! //annoyed
Moor: //laughs hysterically// Really, gimmie something new and orginial to laugh at! I've heard it all! Every. Last. Single. Thing.
Moor: Look, let's get to the point. Pierre, right? I'm a very busy bird and you're getting in my way by resisting in vain!
Moor: So, any last words buddy?
Moor: And jeez whizz, for a moment there I'd thought we'd be able to best the best of buckeroos with no problem.
Pierre (shaking): .........
Pierre: Yeah...I do...
Pierre: It's...
Pierre: Just kidding!
*Moor hand who grabbed Pierre begin to explode*
Moor: What?!