...Horns? I will have you know I have a name you pink wriggler. You may call me Equius!

...I am hooving, ugh, having a hard time understanding through that ridiculous accent. You said we were KIDNAPPED? No, that can't be, that's complete rubbish! I have strict orders I must carry about from a less then honorable source. [Don't mind the choke in his voice and the sweat drop rolling down his cheek.]

I must leave here at once, there must be some sort of exit.