Newton: Come out of my house!
Pierre: Your house? I didn’t see your name on the mailbox. It looks like my house.
Pierre: Let me just take a little taste…. yep, tastes like my house, too.
Newton: Don’t get your spit on my house!
Pierre: And now you need to get out of my yard.
Newton: This isn’t a yard. It’s the sunroom, and I live here, too.
Pierre: Oh, yeah? I’ll show you whose yard this is!
Newton: *GASP* Pierre, can’t we talk about this?
Pierre: I’m gonna get you!
Newton: Ashton, help me!
Ashton: You boys are crazy!
Pierre: *BAM* *HISS*
Pierre: Check out my karate moves!
Newton: I’m outta here.
Pierre: Do you surrender? *BONK*
Newton: You knocked the house off its foundation. Ashton, you’re a witness! He broke the house!
Pierre: I didn’t do anything. You can’t prove it.
Newton: Well, it wasn’t me.
Pierre: Maybe it was Ashton.