ZIM: What happened? How did you run out of fuel that quickly?
GIR: I emptied it out.
ZIM: Emptied it? Why?!
GIR: To make room for the tuna!
(GIR begins to suck tuna out from one of his legs)
ZIM: What is wrong with these people?! This place is just begging to be destroyed!
GIR: Woo! I like destroying!
ZIM: How could you do this? You’ve left us stranded in the middle of the enemy territory! Surrounded by humans!
(GIR is almost about to cry)
ZIM: I can see that you understand your mistake, GIR, and me being angry will get us no closer to home. I will just have to use my innate Invader survival skills to get us out of here.
(ZIM walks over to a trashcan)
ZIM: See, GIR? The Almighty Tallest have not placed their trust in me without reason!
(ZIM jumps in the trashcan, GIR pulls out a cupcake wrapper)
GIR: (sadly) I miss you, cupcake.