( Step on him and see what happens, bitch. )

What kind of shapin' up do I need to do? I'm about the same shape I was when I left! I didn't eat more than usual! It's the same shape, same shape!

( Does he actually think that's some sort of sizist dig? Who knows, it might be in his brain to truly think so. He pathetically gets to his feet, only slightly winded. ) I wanna...see the court paperwork. I've got the adoption papers, so I've got the upper hand here!