Casey Schuler: I hate this bug.
Sam Daniels: Come on, Casey. You have to love its simplicity. It’s one-billionth our size and it’s beating us.
Casey: So, what do you wanna do — take it to dinner?
Sam: No.
Casey: What, then?
Sam: Kill it.
“You’ve been talking to yourself in the mirror again, haven’t you?” Russel
Guardians of the holy treasure
No cheat should steal it from the river
Gleaming glow in the water’s depth
Shines brightly, bravely through the waves
Little boxes made of tacky tacky