# Pinky: Gee, Brain, what are we going to do tonight?
Brain: The same thing we do every night, Pinky. Try to take over the world!
# Pinky: Narf!
# Pinky: Zort!
# Pinky: Poit!
# Pinky: Troz!
# Brain: It must be inordinately taxing to be such a boob.
Pinky: You have no idea.
# Pinky: Hmmm... let me think...
Brain: Don't hurt yourself, Pinky.
# Brain: Promise me something, Pinky. Never breed.
Pinky: I'll try.
# Pinky: (after kicking him into the cage bars while doing his Russian dance) Whatcha doin' over there, Brain?
Brain: Pondering your afterlife, Pinky.
# Brain: Pinky, I am in considerable pain.
Pinky: Narf! Zort! Poit! Egad! I'm with you, Brain!
# Brain: Here we are, Pinky--at the dawn of time!
Pinky: Narf, Brain. Wake me at the noon of time.
# Brain: Now, Pinky, if by any chance you are captured during this mission, remember you are Gunther Heindriksen from Appenzell. You moved to Grindelwald to drive the cog train to Murren. Can you repeat that?
Pinky: Mmmm, no, Brain, don't think I can.
NOTE: Skuzzy, this is not off topic due to the fact that
The Brain works with me in my laboratory.

This is actualy a first step in ruling the world through the clever use of maters.