WAIT YOU AREN'T SUPPOSED TO RETALIATE. (let me in)
LET ME KILL YOU. (wow your chest looks heavy)

Confess, Donkey Kong.
Confess, Donkey Kong.
Confess.
You must confess, Donkey Kong.
Your crimes will haunt you eternally,
just as I do.
You will never escape.
You will never know rest.
I am rapidly approaching your location.
I AM ALMOST THERE.

YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID.

ACTUALLY I AMEND THAT. It is an UNLIMITED amount of things.

Many things.

So very many...things.

[And here, normally, he'd verbally rail the guy for that, but it seemed he was enjoying the chumminess as always. At least he didn't throw a fit.]

Oh, you spoil me, my fine demonic friend.

Continue. I have a long list of desires that never seems to get any shorter!

Yes it is!

Now. What fruit do YOU identify with, hm?

Unbelievable.

Somehow you just always know what to say. About me.

I love hearing about me.