OUR GREAT AND EVIL LORD, HE WANTZ TO FORCE TAXEZ ON ALL OF YOU. You wear a mask?
[Shooby slams a slimey fist on a table.]
TAXEZ! You like flowerz? TAXEZ. YOU WANT TO BE A NOBEL BEING, IN A NOBEL UNIVERSE? HA! THE LORD GIVEZ YOU TAXEZ AS WELL! No one iz safe.
[Carol sighs. They don't want to talk to Shooby.]