— What the hell are you doing?

— Me? Nothing.

— What’s wrong with you? You said you cared about this land!

— I do, actually. But...

— But what?

— You know...

— No, I don’t.

— Well, I just think some don’t really fit here/belong here.

— And you think you do, right?

— Of course I do! I’m the fittest!

— Why?

— Why what?

— Why do you think you’re so fit?

— Well, just look at me. Do I look average to you?

— I don’t know. Is that why you’ve been creeping others out?

— Well, this is a troop of gorillas. Someone has to be in charge. Why not me?

— Sure. If being loud makes you a leader.

— You’re the biggest pain in the ass!

— Exactly, so step aside.