Corrie to another Corrie: They want me to unclog their fresher. Fox that.
Fox: ...
Thire: I'm sorry. I have tried to punish them for it. They won't stop.
Corrie to another Corrie: That guy got mad at me for how I saved his tooka. I saved his tooka! Well, Fox him and his over-sized tooka!
Fox: ...
Thorn: Yeeeah, I don't know where that came from...
Corrie to another Corrie: Bro, I am on my third shift because you won't pull your weight. Seriously, Fox this--
Fox: ...
Stone: Hey! Watch your mouth! And don't you dare take another shift for your vod! In fact, get your shebs back in your bunk. Your vod is taking your next two shifts so you can rest.
Fox, making an announcement: The next time I hear one of you use my name as an expletive, I'm assigning you to incinerator duty.
Hound: Sir? It's not an expletive...
Fox, sighing: Then what is it, sergeant?
Hound: It's an attitude. You only use it when you're done with something.
Hundreds of the braver Corries agree.
Fox, sighing again: My warning still stands.
Senator, snapping his fingers: Clone, come pick up my hound's mess. Quickly now. I will not be seen as someone who allows this.
Fox, sighing: Fine. Hand me a bag.
Senator: If I had bags, I would do it myself.
Fox: ...
Nearby Corries: ...
Fox: ...Respectfully, sir, Fox you and your hound's osik.
The Corries erupt in cheers.