Stevie: This is it. You're almost... up.
Malcolm: Stop reminding me.
Stevie: Nervous?
Malcolm: No, I just don't want to do this. Don't you ever get sick of being a Krelboyne? Of people thinking you're some kind of freak?
Stevie: You are... what you are. Accept it.
Malcolm: Not without a fight.
Stevie: You're harshing... my buzz. Don't let... anyone... mess with... my stuff.