Ant:
Daddy, Daddy! These two stepped on out baby mountain.
Daddy Termite:
You destroyed one of my baby mountains? I guess you could say...I'll never get my baby back, baby back, baby back, yeah!
Ant #2:
I hate-- I hate when he does that.
Ant:
[to Rachel & Old Naked Guy] Oh, sorry, Daddy Termite's been getting really into stand-up comedy lately. Just...just go along with the bit. It's ju-- It's just easier that way.
Daddy Termite:
Before I kill youse, I just wanna do a quick 5-minute set. I've just got some stuff in my head that's been floating around. I just wanna get it out to see if it makes sense, you know?
Mommy Termite:
I can't listen to this again, David! The house is a mess. Why don't you just get on with job and kill these people?
Daddy Termite:
Judy, you don't understand. If this stand-up thing actually gets going, I could be-- I could actually get pretty big. This is my passion. This could actually feed the family.
Mommy Termite:
Your family should be your passion, David.
Kid Termite:
Mummy, Daddy, stop fighting! [cries]
Daddy Termite; Oh, son, we're not fighting. We're just doing what a husband and wife always does. Getting a divorce! Ha, yeah! Ya dickhead!
Mommy Termite:
David! That's not funny! Don't joke about getting a divorce in front of the kids.
Old Naked Guy; Uh. excuse me, if I may interject for a moment, Mr. Daddy Termite Mound, I can see you have some potential in comedy, but it's creating a rift between you and your family. Have you ever thought even if you achieve your greatest dreams that you might not have a family to come home to?
Daddy Termite:
Oh, wow, I've never thought about that before. I don't wanna lose you, babe.
Mommy Termite:
Oh, I don't wanna lose you either. I do wanna support your passions, David, but we need you at home.
Daddy Termite:
Oh, f***, I love you so much, Judy. Let's never fight again!