"You want the power for yourself, don't you? The Mayor is an incompetent buffoon, that is, when he actually bothers to show up, and you know it!"
"That's not true! I… I think the Mayor is great at his job!"
"Are you sure about that? The poor planning, the way he selfishly spends time catching fish and digging up bones than caring for the town, the times a poor, unsuspecting citizen has fallen into a pitfall just because he felt cruel that day… and those months, those YEARS when he leaves out of boredom! The weeds, Isabelle, the weeds! You know that he's a childish, selfish fool, and that all that power should belong to you, even if you have to take it by force! You're done being a good dog! You need… you WANT to be a bad dog!"
"You're lying! Shut up!"
"You can't deny it, I know everything that you think. After all, I am you, and you are me,"
"NO! YOU'RE NOT ME!"

"Forget becoming mayor, I'll become GOD!"