Zim- "Gir, what are you doing? Stop immediately! You’re disgusting!"
Gir- "Ohhhh, somebody needs a hug!"
Zim- "No no no no no Gir, no!"
Gir- "I’m gonna hug you!"
Irken- "Incoming report... from Earth."
Both- "Awww... Zim!"
Purple- "Why didn’t we send him on a-a mission to a sun or a planet of broken glass or something?"
Red- "Or one of those exploding head planets..."
Zim- "Sirs, I apologize for not reporting in, but... excuse me." *runs off, then comes back* "All is going well, nothing too big to report aside from the usual oh, would you look at the size of THAT one!" *sprays, but can runs out* "No. No! I’m almost out of disinfectant! All hope will be lost if I don’t get more! Never! Mwaha! But, I’m not giving up. I’ll destroy yooooooou! And you, and you, and yoooooou!
Purple- "Did that scare you, too?"
Red- *nods*
Zim- "Wait Gir! The germs!"
Zim- "Gir, the disinfectant. Where is it?"
Gir- "I lost it. Wanna bite?"
Zim- "Horror!"