“YOU CAN DIE WHEN I SAY SO! I CONTROL YOU! I CONTROL ALL OF EQUESTRIA!”

“We’re not in Tartarus, Spike! We’re in the detoxifier. The machine didn’t blow up; it worked normally. It removed our toxins! We’re the toxins! Are you listening, you bulbous little bastard?! WE’RE WHAT GOT REMOVED!!!”

“While you were flapping your parasitic turd holster, I discovered the toxic equivalent of magic, Spike. What do you think of that? Do you think if God existed he could do it? The answer is no. If God exists, it’s bleep me!”

“Don’t negotiate with that little turd, dummy. You’re the Princess of Friendship! You need to show dominance. Spike, booth, now. Booth!”

“Y-You’re gonna be fine, Spike. Mom’s here.”