Hemightbetheevilbutler, thebutler, Andeveryoncein a while, drivingaroundyesterday, Wherecan I takeyou?
Andwhenhetakesthecarfor a littlelittlejoyjoyride, like, rightnow, hiseyeswerewideand I'vegottheMercedesrightherenexttome, and I'm goingtogotoin n outburgerand I'm gonnahavethreedoubledoubles.
I'm lookingatthisguyand I'm thinkingoffthetopofmyheadlike a ClintEastwoodso I wouldgetgetveryclosetothemic.
See, themikecanhearyourhairgrowing.
Youcanhearyourthoughts.
Youdon't havetoproject.
But I'm alsolookingathisface.
He's gotthisinsightgoingonrightthere.
Andhe's got a hugeyouvilla.
Don't messwithmyyou, Villa.
I couldalsoyouknow, youcouldYoucouldgivehim a slightaccident.
Somekindof a just a nondescript, nondescriptsortofaccent.
Don't messwithme, man.
Donotmesswithme.
I gotweapons.
I got a knife, I got a gun.
I gottinylittlefeet.
Don't makefunofmylittlefeet.
Alsoclassiccomicstrip.
That's great.
He's gotthelittlebeardhe's gothisbaldissortoflikeanagedLexLuther, yourtypicalmaniacal, sortofevilcharacter, Butthat's making a littleolder, so I'm notgonnamakehimancient, andwe'regonnamakehim a littlebitorder.
Oh, Superman, Myplanistotakethat s andgetridofitwithkryptonite.
But I couldactuallymakehimevenolderthanthatbecausenobody's toldmethere's There's nodescriptiononthepage, howoldthecharacterised, buthe's kindofold.
I mightstartwiththeguyrighthere, gethim a littlebitorder, evenorderthanthat.
And I canif I want.
I cantakeoutitsteethandmakinganevenolderthanthat.
Andif I wanttomakehimonestepclosetodeath, don't dothattoyou.
I'm flying a spaceshipandholdtheseduringCantoracts.
Notsurewhere I'm going, butwho I'm goingthere.
Whoa, He's happy.
He's musical, soandyousingin a lotofcartoonspeople, youknow, whetherit's theshowwherethethemesongsingingis a plus, hecouldpossiblybeonEdwin.
I'm a littlebitcountry.
I'm a littlebitrockandroll I canalsomakeinthecountryWesternsinger.
I gotthegreenscalesforyou.
Healsohas a littlelike a like a birdfeatheronthetopofhishead.
Somaybehe's a hybrid, so I canjustmaybegivehim a littlebitofanoccasional.
I dohaveonehornlikegoalinlifeistohave a 2nd 1 I can't afforditrightnow, but I'vegotSaturn's ringsaroundmywaistanditmakesmefeelspecial.
Sortof a Western.
I'm seeingsortof, ah, family.
EverseenSamElliottsortofguy, sobecausethemicrophonetopickupeverything, I couldkeephimrighthere.
What?
I'd getreallycloserighthere, and I mighteventalkourmissioninsideofmymouthcauseyougotcigarettes, cigarettesbeingheldupbythatbigmustache, andhejustlooks a littlebitintimidating, so I don't think I'd havetogetanybiggerthanthisunlessthescriptaskedforhimtohave a shootoutresume.