“Our bellies are empty and our patience is short...submit to us and we will make of you a great quiche!''Again with the QUICHE?! What kind of self-respecting monster would eat a DAINTY PASTRY DISH?! STEW is what we will make of their bones!''Don't get greedy on me! There's three of them! I just want the little one for my quiche!''It was nothing to do with greed! It's a matter of principle! MONSTERS DO NOT EAT QUICHE!”
“Please, comrade! I just want to chop him up for the stew!''And that's another thing! I'm tired of stew! I want to put him in a crust and bake a light fluffy quiche!''QUICHE?! What kind of food is THAT for a monster to eat?!”
“Here you go, fellas. Piping hot...right out of the oven!''Is--Is that what I think it is?''It's your favourite! Custard pie with cheese and bacon!''QUICHE!''No, comrade!! Be strong! Monsters don't eat flakey bakery products! Get a hold of yourself!''But comrade, I'm STARVING! Our army has no food! We haven't eaten since the ghost circles appeared!''Oh well! We certainly have a lot of food Here, don't we, Teach? A Lot of Food...''Oh yes, A lot of food!''OK! I GIVE UP! YES! YES!! GIVE US THE QUICHE!! WE'RE STARVING--”
“If we keep him for ourselves, we can do anything we want with him!''OH, REALLY?! Does that include baking him in a quiche?!''NO, IT DOES NOT INCLUDE THAT! IT INCLUDES EATING HIM RAW!''That's too bad. He would've made a fine pastry filling.”
“I'm hungry.''Me too.''Will you get us something to eat?''I suppose I could take a look around. Maybe find a baby bird or a dead squirrel, or something. One word about a quiche, and I'll kill you.''While you're up there, try to find some nice, soft grasses we can sit on and be more comfortable.''Yes, comrade....Here. I found some eggs to suck on.''Did you remember to get the grasses?''No. I forgot.''Are you going to get the grasses?''Can I eat first?''I don't know why you say you'll do things if you don't mean it.''I MEANT it! I just FORGOT!''You can get the grasses after you finish eating.''Thank you.''And try to find some water. We're going to need water if we plan on hiding out here.''YES COMRADE! ANYTHING ELSE?'...'Y'know, we could've had these eggs in a quiche!”
“There's a monster living inside of me, eating little bits of me everyday, and I can't seem to stop it. It makes me do things I don't want to do, say things I don't want to say.”