Xander Crews: Yeah... No, No... This monster man is...
Arthur Watley: The Dreadlobster.
Xander Crews: The Dreadlobster.
Xander Crews: He's a supervillian for Awesome X to battle and drive the sales. Thoughts?
Stan: He's an abomination!
Xander Crews: Well it was his idea.
Arthur Watley: Which looking back I really didn't think trough.
Stan: Why is he so pale?
Xander Crews: I don't know, why you so pale Watley?
Arthur Watley: I think maybe my body's rejecting the claws.
Xander Crews: Well cut it out...
Arthur Watley: *Falls*
Xander Crews: Watley? Waatley? Ugh, is he dead?
Stan: He's damn close.
Xander Crews: Check his neck pulse.
Stan: That's what I'm doing!
Xander Crews: This is so wrong! I'm with a prostitute...
Hooker: Yeah, come on, you big black son of a bitch! Oh yeah!
Xander Crews: [laughing] What? Where did that come from?
Xander Crews: Oh, don't stop. I like it.
Hooker: Oh, ok. Eh-hem...
Xander Crews: [hearing a crash in the next room] What? What was that?
Hooker: Oh, baby. Oh, don't stop!
Xander Crews: Shut up, hooker!
Grace Ryan: What are you doing here?
Xander Crews: [in disguise as Awsome-X] Xander Crews said I could use his place for this... hooker.
Grace Ryan: You know him?
Xander Crews: We went to college together, no we didn't. He will meet you at your place in one hour.
Grace Ryan: I, um... I just, um...
Grace Ryan: No time woman! He despises tardiness.
Grace Ryan: ...Maybe finally unfreezing some of your sperm.
Xander Crews: When did you freeze my sperm?
Grace Ryan: Oh, I always do that.
Xander Crews: It's to protect my loved ones.
Stan: You don't have any loved ones!
Xander Crews: *Gasp* Stan...
Stan: What, the girlfriend you treat like dirt? Your murdered parents?
Xander Crews: I knew you'd make me do that!
Stan: Me? You're the one who spent 5 million dollars for a blowjob!
Xander Crews: It was a half and half, first of all. Secondly, I'm going.