Ken: Boy, Doc, it's all or nothing with you, ain't it?
Bunnigus: This cloning gear is nice, but it wasn't really meant for cosmetic gene-tweaks.
Ken: Yeah, but now I've got no chin. I've just got a weak, loser neck from collar to nose.
Der Trihs: I think it looks fine, Private.
Bunnigus: I'll get the bone grafts.