- Myrcella: I hate you. And not in the way we used to say I hate you to Uncle Chet when he tickled us too much. I hate you so much I don't care about you at all. I am abivalent.
- Wyrm: I'm sorry I said I didn't want Mads Nillson to finger anyone in our room. And for giving him your floppy disks. And for hoping he would give you Norwegian herpes.