Sylvia: A little showy, don't ya think? Wander: Nothing wrong with looking good while doing good.
Wander: Usually when ya start down the right path, you end up in the right place.
Sylvia: Huh, not always I guess.
Wander: Nope. I refuse to accept that.
Fortune Teller: Wait! The skies have shifted. The stars do not say you will be a strong and powerful leader. Now the stars say you are immature, awkward and emotionally unstable.
Lord Hater slams his fist down on the table Lord Hater: I am NOT emotionally unstable! Hater flips the table Lord Hater: You will pay for this, sun! Lord Hater leaves the room for a brief moment then returns Lord Hater: Uh, anything about a girlfriend? Like making out or... even just holding hands, or...? The Fortune teller shakes her head
Lord Hater: Peepers! Obliterate that sun!
Peepers: Sir, yes, Sir! Right away, Sir! Peepers presses a few buttons Peepers: Sir, I think any girl would be very lucky to have- A close up of Lord Hater looking irritated
Lord Hater: FIRE!
Wander is sinking in the mud
Wander: Every time we try to do good, it just turns into something worse, and worse, and worse. We stop that missile, it could cause the whole universe to- Wander's sentence gets cut off as he sinks under the mud
Sylvia: Wander, with the day we've been having, that is entirely possible. But I'm also saying that if doing a good deed leads to the universe getting destroyed.. Partner, that's not a universe I want to live in anyway.