(..) Oh, yeah. You're right, Donkey. I forgive you... for stabbin' me in the back! Ohh! You're so wrapped up in layers, onion boy, you're afraid ofyour own feelings. - - There you are, doing it again just like you did to Fiona. All she ever do was like you, (..)

(..) isjust a way to keep somebody out. - No, do ya think? - Are you hidin' something? Never mind, Donkey. Oh, this is another one of those onion things, isn't it? No, this is one ofthose drop-it and leave-it-alone things. - Why don't you want to talk about it? - Why do you want to? (..)