[Pyro]

Cartman: See you don't understand what Mel Gibson was trying to do. He was trying to express, through cinema, the horror and filthiness of the common Jew. It has made people the world over open their eyes.
[Doesn't recognize Cartman] Stan: Look, Kid, we just thought it was a bad movie. Tell us how we can get in touch with Mel Gibson so we can get our money back.
Cartman: If I knew where Mel Gibson was, I'd be down on the floor licking his balls at this very moment. All I know is that he lives somewhere in Malibu. Now stop wasting me and Mel Gibson's time, you little *** ***.
Stan: Hey, don't take that tone with me, kid. I'll kick your ***.
Cartman: Oh yeah? I'd like to see you try, a******. I'm like six feet tall.
Stan: I don't care. You sound like a little bitch to me!
Cartman: Bitch, don't call me 'bitch' or I'll pop your f***ing head open.
Stan: Yeah, you wanna bring it, you little p****?
Cartman: I already brought it, bitch. I brought it, set it down on the table, and opened it, bitch!
Stan: Wait a minute... Cartman?
Cartman: Um...
[Hangs up]