[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?!