The Nostalgia Critic2007

Terl:
Just you wait, Critic, for soon we will conquer your primitive species just like we have for centuries...

[explosion]

Terl:
Uh oh.

Nostalgia Critic:
What's wrong?

Terl:
Oh it looks like someone lit a cigarette on our home planet and now the whole damn thing is going to explode.

Nostalgia Critic:
Oh. Gee, I'm sorry. Well is... there anything I can do?

Terl:
No, no, it's cool. Just let me work on my dying words.

[clears throat]

Terl:
Oh...

[planet explodes]

Nostalgia Critic:
You know, I'm not going to miss him.