Armondo Guitierrez: If news of the flaw got out, my company would be ruined.
Roddy MacStew: At least, let the lad go.
Armondo Guitierrez: No, I cannot.
Roddy MacStew: Why?
Armondo Guitierrez: Because he tasks me. He tasks me. Round the moons of Snibya, I chuckle at thee. Beyond the Corpian clouds, I chuckle more at thee. Revenge is a dish best served with pinto beans and muffins. Kirk, old friend, I... Oh, sorry.