Wilhelm: So, George, have you heard anything about the missing equipment?
George: No. Not a thing.
Wilhelm: You know, George, there's nothing I hate more than a liar.
George: Well, there's no room for someone like that in this organization.
Wilhelm: Are you feeling all right, George?
George: Huh, what?
Wilhelm: You look a little warm.
George: It's the chicken
Wilhelm: You're a terrible liar, George. Look at you, you're a wreck! You're sweating bullets.
George: It's the Kung Pao. George likes his chicken spicy.