You've been doing a lot of complaining about me, Bruce. Quite frankly, I'm tired of it....

God: [Approaching Bruce] You've been doing a lot of complaining about me, Bruce. Quite frankly, I'm tired of it. Bruce: Wait, really. I'm warning you. When I'm backed into a corner, I'm like a wild animal! God: You haven't won a fight since the fifth grade and that was against a girl. Bruce: Yeah, but she was *huge*. God: And the sun was in your eyes.

(GASPS) GOD: You've been doing a lot of complaining about me, Bruce. And quite frankly, I'm tired of it. Wait. Don't come near me. BRUCE: When I'm backed into a corner, I'm like a wild animal. I don't wanna hurt you, but I will, out of instinct. You haven't won a fight since grade five, and that was against a girl. Yeah, but she was huge. She had been held back. And the sun was in your eyes. Oh, there you go. In a way, I brought you here to offer you a job. Job? What job? My job. You think you can do it better, so here's your chance. When you leave this building, you will be endowed with all my powers. Whatever you say, pal. Okay. That did not happen, and no one needs to hear about it. I'm deleting the program. No. No. I'm having a breakdown, that's what it is. Normal, everyday psychotic episode caused by a tumor or brain lesion.