Gary Bunda:
[loudly clears throat] Bagged and tagged her. Another soul for Satan's army if it does please thee? Hail him. [chuckles]
Satan:
Great, Gary. I'm sure you got her parents' permission?
Gary Bunda:
What?
Satan:
Gary, in order for a minor to, uh, sell their soul, they need written parental permission but I'm sure you knew that.
Gary:
WHAT?! You asked us -- You asked us to go for tweens! WHAT PARENT IS GONNA DAMN THEIR CHILD TO ETENRAL DAMNATION?! I DON'T -- I'M JUST ASKING FOR SOME COSISTENCY!
Satan:
It's okay because I owe Gary a debt of gratitude, because he has brought me some new demons that are masters at psychological torture. Come on in, girls!
[ironically Satan brought the same bratty girls who messed up Amy just to tease the demons for fun]
Miranda:
God, this office is so outdated. You can't afford new furniture?
Satan:
[laughs]
Miranda:
[to Troy] Did your Mom get those from the trash can that you were born in?
Troy:
[gasps]
Miranda:
[to Benji] Serial killer.
Miranda:
[to a Bald Guy Demon] Did you eat your hair?
Miranda:
[to Ben] Hey, Gollum, you ever find the ring?
Miranda:
[to Demon Worker #1] Look, it's Edward Stupidhands. Johnny Derp.
Miranda:
[to William] Wow, you must be Grumpy Cat's grandfather.
Miranda:
[to Demon Worker #2] You're not even worth insulting.
[Demon Worker #2 took no offense from it]
Miranda:
[to Gary] You're like an unfunny Jim Gaffigan.
Gary Bunda:
Okay, that's not -- That's not funny.
Miranda:
[to Gary] You're like uh...an unfamous poor man's Seth Rogen.
Gary Bunda:
I don't, I -- That is not funny. That is below the belt. And that's inappropriate.
Miranda:
[to Gary] Zach Gala-fatass.
Gary Bunda:
[tired] I feel like this should stop.
