Metalocalypse, Season 2

Ofdensen:
Gentlemen, I have the recording schedules right here, you'll see that we need to get started on the new record pretty soon, so- [Dethklok is not paying any attention to him, the only sound is William's knife on a plate] uh... nothin'?

Pickles:
Can you just at least ask us how we're doing, or something? you know, before you start with all this...robotic crap? I mean am I wrong?-

William:
Yeah you're all like, "Here's the schedule and now get to work you ugly humps!" Ugly humps?

Pickles:
You're like a robot. You're like an...emotionless robot.

Nathan:
Yeah. He is a robot.

Skwisgaar:
Robot.

Nathan:
You're a robot.

William:
Robots are not to be trusted.

Ofdensen:
Okay, fine, uh. How are...all of you?

Skwisgaar:
Hows ares wes? WES IN THE MIDDLE OF HAVINGS A FUCKING DINNERS MEAL! DATS HOWS WE AM!