We´ve got you in this fuckin´ movie to exterminate all the lunatics all at
once with a filtering system of God. We´re the psycho-semantic police,
you can´t even see us. How in the fuck can you do anything about it?

We´re pure intelligence, your not. Your biological product of a
cosmological universe. Your molecular matter, I constructed you, fuck you.
I made you up, you didn´t make me up, you got it backwards. You know who
you are? Your fuckin´ semantic blockage, that´s what made you up. You´re
a fuckin´ programmer named Christine Gontara.

You fucked up.
She sucked my cock, fell in love, and she was locked in. She´s gonna get her second
chance to suck my cock again. If she turns me down, she´s gonna go
straight to hell, she won´t pass go, she´ll never fuckin´ win.

She´s the cunt that thought she was God, but that´s OK, I don´t give a shit.
As long as she sucks me off when I tell her. ´Cause she´s my zombie.
I captured that mother fucker, and she´s my cassette. I want that cock
sucker to send me at least fifty-thousand fuckin´ dollars.

If she can´t do it I´ll try ten. If she can´t do that, I´ll try five, but that´s it.
If you got a dowry of five thousand dollars, come out here and suck me
off, do what I tell you from now on, then you can join me for eternal time.