Thunderella: Oof. You are giving me headache, little man. Clyde: I'm going to give you a lot more than a headache if you don't knock it off!
Clyde: I don't intend to kill you with this thing, but I will if I have to!
Thunderella: You are threatening me, little man? Thunderella will crush you! You have no chance of winning!
Clyde: Damnit, Thunderella! What is it that you want from me anyhow?
Thunderella: Hmm... I am wanting back pretty white-haired boyfriend! He belong to Thunderella and I will have him!
Thunderella: You and puny pale girl steal him from me! Give him back to Thunderella! Is not fair I not also have love!
Clyde: Wait a minute... "love"? Is that what all this is about? You took Cody because you love him?
Thunderella: Da. Thunderella love him. Most men run from Thunderella or become the homosex. White-haired boy was mine. I take him fair and square.
Clyde: You can't just take random guys from nightclubs like that. Thunderella: Why? Is not what "pick up guy" means? Clyde: No. It's not meant literally! Look, maybe I can talk to Lydia about you two having a girl's night or something. Maybe she'll help you find a guy without committing a felony.
Thunderella: You are doing this for Thunderella? I knew you not bad for puny American capitalist! Clyde: Stop! Put me down! Don't hug me, I can't breathe! Mmf!
Next: Finding the Others
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