We had a good thing, you stupid son of a bitch! We had Team Babylon. We had a hoverboards. We had everything we needed, and it all ran like clockwork. You could’ve just made a non-gimmicky sequel, cooked, and made as much money as you ever needed. It was perfect. But, no, you just had to blow it up. You and trend-chasing and your greed! You just had to be the company. If you’d done your job, known your place, we’d all be fine right now!