Fantastic Mr. Fox2009

Bean:
Ah, so good of you to come! I'm happy to see you! You both looking splendid! How ya been, Walter? In good health, I trust.

Boggis:
Uh, uh, uh...

Bean:
Nathan, all is well?

Bunce:
Uh...

Bean:
Wonderful! Any fox problems?

Boggis:
Are you joking?!

Bunce:
It's horrible!

Boggis:
We're miserable!

Bunce:
He's laughing at us!

Boggis:
It's humiliating!

Bunce:
We're furious!

Boggis:
I don't even want to talk about it.

Bean:
[drinks a glass of cider] Perhaps we ought to kill him.

Boggis:
Well, that seems rather obvious.

Bunce:
He's too sneaky!

Bean:
Ah, yes. He's very clever, isn't he? Might be a bit difficult, I suppose. [shoots every light around in one fluid movement] But I already figured out where this fox lives. So tomorrow night, we'll camp in the bushes, wait for him to come out of the hole in the tree, and shoot the cuss to smithereens. How does that grab you, fellas?

Boggis:
Yeah, don't see why not.