- Ray Terrill: That's other me! And that guy looks like you.
- John Trujillo: Oh thank God I'm not a Nazi. I look good though. I look good.
- John Trujillo: Wait. When other you blew up, he could've transferred some photo kinetic energy into you. What? I minored in Physics in college. Don't look at me like that.
- Ray Terrill: Like radiation?
- John Trujillo: Well, sort of. But instead of giving you cancer, it made you into one of those meta thingies. A super hero.
- Ray Terrill: What? Are you crazy? I'm not a super hero.
- John Trujillo: You're floating in my apartment wearing a costume. Speaking of... do you know how to get down or are you just going to stay up there or what?
- Ray Terrill: You never liked that chair, did you?
- John Trujillo: Not really.
- Ray Terrill: Great.
- [Ray fires at the chair and misses destroying John's hi-def TV]
- John Trujillo: But I did love that TV. What are you doing?
- Ray Terrill: I'll get you a new one. Uh... When I have a job.
- John Trujillo: Well, you know, next time break a lamp.