Nidhog: You will answer to me!
King of the Dead: Mwahaha
Hades: Oi! Hands off, he’s mine!
Grim Reaper: Excuse me, but my scythe is by far a swifter means of death than yours.
Devil: HEY! I have horns!
Grim Reaper: I’m a walking dead skeleton! I’m by far cooler.
Man on deathbed: You gonna finish this off or what?
All death figures look at him.
Ninjo: So. I guess I should show a scene where I’m actually at Ninja school.
Philby: And me writing something.
Ninjo: Well…everyone KNOWS that doesn’t happen.
Philby: Oi!
Ninjo: Where as I am a Ninja. A Spanish-French Ninja. My school is quite the experience!
Philby: Why do you like school so much, nerd-boy?
Ninjo: Quit ruining my monologue!
[Godzilla trundles past their apartment window].
Ninjo: It’s time to move out of this stereotypical bachelors pad and move to the country.
Philby: Which country?
Ninjo: Mars!
Ninjo: Hey! Look at me! I’ve hijacked a spaceship!
Philby: You know, they haven’t actually built a colony on Mars as yet. Nor, for that matter, have they sent anyone to Mars.
Ninjo: You know, you COULD have told me this before we took off. And what about that Armstrong guy?
Philby: No…that was the moon. Of Jupiter. Io.
They die
The End