I am doing these way too often.
Cover: Good, more people to torture.
Guard: So, where did you possibly see this child who probably might not have maybe turned into a dragon?
Girl: I looked into the room that only the grown-ups can go into. The one with the poles, the stage, and the music. We came on the same boat.
Guard: I see, well don't worry. He's not in there.
Girl: So where is he?
Guard. Somewhere else.
Girl: Is he eating?
Guard: He is doing exactly what you just said. Now, go back to Biscuits Room, eat some candy, and pretend this whole thing never happened.
Luffy: What are you doing, blondie?
Monet: Building an igloo! It's got ten layers.
Luffy: Women are such a colossal waste of time. Anyway, break time. You can't win.
Monet: No duh. Maybe not in a brawl, but perhaps you're into something else? Something with me?
She wraps herself around him.
Luffy: A woman is throwing herself on me. I should be hot, so why is the opposite happening? It's cold and I don't have a boner. I should probably do something before I lose consciousness. You know, you should go out with Smokey. You're a frigid bitch, and he's a heartless bastard. You two would be perfect for each other. Anyway, like grandpa always said, when in doubt, break the floor. Falling!
Monet: Ok, I'll give you points for creativity. But falling through here is a bad idea. Did I forget to mention you'll have to fall through the veil of wasps?
Monet: Past the connecting shaft leading to the main boiler...
Luffy: It BUUUUURRRNS!
Monet: Through the garotte wire mesh...
Luffy: Oh, god, there's blood EVERYWHERE!
Monet: And then finally into the basement where we keep the trash.
Luffy: OW! Hey, stuff!
Monet: Enjoy the climb back up, bitch! Now I'm bored.
Chopper: YOU SHALL NOT PASS!
Chopper: Oh, I'm sorry. Did that hurt? WELL TOO BAD! Man up you little meth-heads! What's this, pipes to the kneecaps? Get the jv shit out of here.
Kid: I'll set the summer sun on fire. I want candy!
Chopper: Wait, I just got my ass handed to me by a bunch of oversized 5-10 year olds. Oh, the humanity....
Other kid: Ok, shit stomp on Rudolph! After we get our candy.
Nami: Chopper, what happened?
Chopper: Nami, your boobs are in the way. That's better. The rugrats are in withdrawal, and I tried to stop them. You'll want to take a left here. Anyway, don't let them get the candy.
Robin: I'm on it. Big Hands!
Chopper: There's a girl who's resistant to the effect of the drug. She Is Legend, but her real name is Mocha. Help her! A pack of giant meth addicts are about to bumrush a defenseless girl.
Mocha: Down, set, candy shop, smash and grab, daycare. Hut, hut, hike!
Chopper: It's useless to try and throw into total cover. Run!
Mocha: Oh, no! they got a linebacker to block any opening I had.
Monet: What did you call me? Just for that, you have to share with everyone.
Zoro: Hey, a flying lady.
Usopp: Told you.
Law: Welcome to my domain. Shambles Yoink!
Gets his heart back.
Law: Finally. My own heart. Wait a-
Vergo kicks him into the railing.
Vergo: And the crowd goes wild! Do you believe in miracles? Ooh, a heart.
Vergo: Law, you seem to be suffering from chest pains. Does your chest hurt?
Vergo: I know just the cure, applying a vast amount of pressure quickly to the jaw. So this is what you look like without a hat. Hat hair much?
Law: I told you...that you were in...my domain. Welcome to the thunderdome!
Vergo: That tickled so much I lost feeling in my extremities. By the way, Joker has a new nickname for you, The Disappointment.
Law: Well, that didn't work as well as I thought...Vergo, my plan was perfect. But there was one thing I forgot. One thing I failed to calculate....
Vergo: You're a dumbass. And there's no accounting for dumbass...ness. Tell me, does this hurt? And that's pimp master V to you. Way to interrupt me, Smoker. I'm busy killing Law right now, but I'll get you next. If you could just wait a moment....
Smoker: I'm sorry, did you say something? I wasn't paying attention to the pirate who was babbling futilely in front of me because as the commanding officer of the G-5 base, I don't have to.
Vergo: That's funny. Hey Smoker, Ninth called. He wants his scar back.
Smoker: Yeah? Well Peeply Lulu called and he wants his running facial gags back!