Really? Well. Okay. I know it’s cliché, but I love the part at the balcony just after Juliet does the “Wherefore art thou.” And she’s telling Romeo that she doesn’t care about--Oh, I’ll just do it. Ahem. ‘Tis but thy name that is my enemy; Thou art thyself, though not a Montague. What’s Montague? It is nor hand, nor foot, nor arm, nor face, nor any other part belonging to a man. O, be some other name. What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet; So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call’d, Retain that dear perfection which he owes without that title. Romeo, doff thy name, And for that name, which is no part of thee, take all myself. Was that, y’know, okay?

No, it’s not, but how can I fix my mistakes if no one points them out? Like, what I mean is, look at how I got this part. Remember? They gave it to me. No audition or anything. I just got it. It’s like, everyone, my whole life, they’ve treated me different.

It’s true. I’ve always considered being a spaceship to be a terrible curse, but you’ve made me realize that having a beautiful hull is just a part of what makes me… GALAGA SHIP! And here, now, finally, in this big dramatic end battle sequence, being a spaceship can be good for a greater cause!