[In Dr. Horrible's living room. MOIST is trying to open a jar.]
[MOIST]
k** someone?
[DR. HORRIBLE]
Would you do it? To get into the Evil League of Evil?
[MOIST]
Look at me man. I'm Moist. At my most bada** I make people feel like they wanna take a shower. I'm not E.L.E. material.
[DR. HORRIBLE]
k**ing's not elegant or creative. It's not my style.
[MOIST]
You've got more than enough evil hours to get into the Henchman's Union.
[DR. HORRIBLE]
Pshh, I'm not a henchman. I'm Dr. Horrible; I've got a PhD in Horribleness.
[MOIST]
Is that the new catchphrase?
[DR. HORRIBLE]
I deserve to get in; you know I do. But k**ing?
[MOIST]
Hourgla** says she knows a kid in Iowa, grows up to be President. That'd be... big.
[DR. HORRIBLE]
I'm not gonna k** a little kid.
[MOIST]
Smother an old lady!
[DR. HORRIBLE]
Do I even know you?!