3›Iggy: [AX22 Wimps hide; companion droids do not!›Iggy: Craven! Coward! There isn't room for both of us and I was here first.›Iggy: Hide, Master [AX20? Crawl away like spineless worms? Bury ourselves in garbage like maggots? Slink into the shadows like weasels? Good plan. There's nowhere to hide, but I like the sentiment.›3›Iggy: You couldn't follow a conversation without a road map and I don't follow silly orders.›Iggy: [AX22 You couldn't follow a train of thought in a Pullman car.›Iggy: I don't follow anything but Days of Our Lives ... and lop-eared little megalomaniacs.›4›Iggy: %#$!@)'&#"%›Iggy: Oh, this is intolerable! Imagine how I feel, having abuse heaped upon me by someone who can barely manage to move his lips in sync? I won't put up with it!›Iggy: I can't imagine what prompted that little outburst. How could you say that to me, the only one who ever saw past your short, bland exterior to your dumpy, lackluster interior?›Iggy: Well! Rudeness is never a substitute for lobal function!›