Max, have I told you why I enjoy making wine so much? You don't make the wine, Uncle Henry...

Uncle Henry Skinner: Max, have I told you why I enjoy making wine so much? Young Max: You don't make the wine, Uncle Henry - that guy Duflot does. Uncle Henry Skinner: [Reproachfully] In France it's always the landowner who makes the wine, even though he does nothing more than supervise with binoculars from the comfort of his study. No, I enjoy making wine, because this sublime nectar is quite simply incapable of lying. Picked too early, picked too late, it matters not - the wine will always whisper into your mouth with complete, unabashed honesty every time you take a sip.

Max, have I told you why I enjoy - making wine so much? - You don't make the wine, Uncle Henry, that guy Duflot does. In France, it's always the landowner who makes the wine. Even though he does nothing more than supervise with binoculars from the comfort of his study. No, I enjoy making wine because this sublime nectar is quite simply incapable of lying. Picked too early, picked too late, it matters not. The wine will always whisper into your mouth with complete, unabashed honesty, every time you take a sip. Mmm, delightful. Now, Maximillian, now you know why I love wine so much, have you anything you want to tell me? Yes, I do. Yes, what is it? Checkmate. You little shit. ## - Good morning, lab rats. - OTHERS: Good morning, Max. MAX: Today we're shifting gear. Today... is Greedy Bastard Day. (lively chatter, chuckling) MAX: The secret to riches, lab rats, is the same as the secret to comedy... timing. - (indistinct chatter) - MAN: 115.10, Max. So I thought we should move now. - Not yet, Alf. - Boss, why do you keep calling me Alf? Because you're an aggressive little flunky, Kenny. And as your boss and genetic superior,