LEGS: You've scolded me twice now, Mrs. Shephard.
Both times I was protecting my friends.
LEGS: And both times you scolded me you spoke out of that same mouth you just used to tell us you poisoned your own son to make him stop protecting his friends.
MA SHEPHARD: Don't talk to me about mouths. I will not be judged by some vile, alien murderess with a too-long tongue.
LEGS: Those cookies must taste pretty bitter when you eat them through that hole.