Sally: Sir. As per my duties as High Commander, I have completed the daily status report. If you'll notice, I've organized it chronologically and not as my predecessor used to do, uh, in... limerick form.
Big Giant Head: Excellent work. Excellent work!
Sally: But you didn't even look at it.
Big Giant Head: Didn't have to. I like what I'm looking at right now.
Sally: What are you saying?
Big Giant Head: I'm saying vah-vah.
Sally: Oh, my God. I didn't want to believe it, but it's true. You didn't promote me on my merits.
Big Giant Head: No, ma'am.
Sally: Oh, God.
Big Giant Head: But don't get me wrong. I promoted you because I thought you'd be the best possible candidate to give me pleasure.
Sally: Uh-huh. Okay. I'll give you pleasure, you steaming pile of alien-
Big Giant Head: That's right! Talk dirty!