If you think I’m going to rat someone out for Bubblicious, you got another thing coming to you. Watermelon or not.

You guys taught me how to kill people, not care for them. 

I got dry cleaning. I want the works. Starched, cleaned, pressed, and I want it same-day service. Can you do it, or what? 

No one throws a loaded weapon, okay?

Six: You must be Lloyd

Lloyd: What gave it away?

Six: The white pants, the trash ‘stache. It leans Lloyd.

Six: How do I know I can trust you?

Dani: Because I just saved your life.

Six: Fair point.

Dani: You hurt?

Six: I mean, my ego’s a little bruised. I would like the opportunity to save you at some point. Not that I want you to be in danger so I can save you.

Well, my father fancied himself a real macho man. And he was hell-bent on turning me and my brother into the same. Unfortunately, his methods were a little unsound, and he started laying into my brother so hard that at a certain point, it was clear it was either gonna be my brother or him. So I decided it would be him. I thought, “How noble of me,” and everyone else thought I should be in jail. And that’s the way it was until Fitzroy found me.