Now come on, now. You've seen these kids! They're sneaky... deceitful! I don't wanna have to kill one them, I'm telling you, it's Christmas. You send me some help, Lord! Send me an angel, an elf... Send me one of them lucky midgets with a pot of gold, I'm desperate! Somebody gonna get physically hurt.
Is there anything I can do to help? –Oh, I think you've done enough already. If this was a Sebacean child, a pure one, it would've been born long ago. So how long is this going to take? –Well, on Earth it can last days. –I have killed men for less.