Doodlebug: When Cleopatra gets through with you, you gonna wind up with nothin'! Mommy: I'll take care of Cleopatra Jones. Doodlebug: Well let me tell you something. You are no match for that black lady. Mommy: Yeah? Doodlebug: Yeah! I quit! That's right. Finished. Through. Fini. Arrivederci, Mama. Pickle. Plug. Let's split. Oh, by the way, if any of your army tries to mess with any of my army, you gonna wind up with a whole lot of army surplus on your hands. See you around, Super Honkie.|