Ghidorah: Titans of Eawth!
Titans: *chuckling*
Ghidorah: Ghidowah is your fwiend.
Titans: *laughing*
Ghidorah: To pwove our fwiendship, it is customawy at this time to welease a wongdoer fwom our pwisons.
Titans: *laughing*
Tiamat: *giggling*
Ghidorah: Whom would you have me welease?
Behemoth: Welease Woger!
Titans: Yes! Welease Woger! Welease Woger!
Ghidorah: Vewy well. I shall welease Woger!
Titans: Yeahhhhh!
Rodan: Sir, uh, we don’t have a ‘Woger’, sir.
Ghidorah: What?
Rodan: Uh, we don’t have anyone of that name, sir.
Ghidorah: Ah. We have no 'Woger’!
Titans: Ohhhhh!
Na-Kika: Well, what about Wodewick, then?
Titans: Yes! Welease Wodewick! Welease Wodewick!
Ghidorah: Centuwion, why do they titter so?
Rodan: Just some, uh, Earthborn joke, sir.
Ghidorah: Are they… wagging me?
Rodan: Oh, no, sir!
Tiamat: *snickering*
Ghidorah: Vewy well. I shall welease… Wodewick!
Titans: *laughing*
Rodan: Sir, we don’t have a 'Roderick’ either.
Ghidorah: No 'Woger’? No 'Wodewick’?
Rodan: Sorry, sir.
Ghidorah: Who is this 'Wod’–
Camazotz: Heh.
Ghidorah: Who is the 'Wodewick’ to whom you wefer?
Methuselah: He’s a wobber!
Amhuluk: And a wapist!
Scylla: And a pickpocket!
Titans: Yeah! Ahh, no! No! Shh! Shh…!
Ghidorah: He sounds a notowious cwiminal.
Rodan: We haven’t got him, sir. Mm hm.
Ghidorah: Do we have anyone in our pwisons at all?
Rodan: Oh, yes, sir. We’ve got, uh, 'Samson’, sir.
Ghidorah: Samson?
Rodan: Samson the Sadducee Strangler, sir. Uh, Silus the Syrian Assassin. Uh, several seditious scribes from Caesarea. Uhhh, sixty-seven seers from–
Gigan: Let me thpeak to them, Ghidorah!
Rodan: Oh, no. Oh.
Ghidorah: Ah. Good idea, Gigan.
Gigan: Thitizens! We have Thamthon the Thadduthee Thtrangler, Thilus…
Titans: *LAUGH*
Gigan: …the Athyrian Athathin, theveral theditiouth thcribth from Thaetharea, and…
Titans: *LMFAO*
Gigan: Wath it thomething I thaid?
Titans: *LOL*
Ghidorah: Silence! This man commands a cwack legion!
Titans: *WWW*
Ghidorah: He wanks as high as any on Eawth!
Titans: *WAFFLE*