Kyle

Kyle: How many times do I gotta tell you bastards to stop runnin' through me hut?!

You: What's your problem?

Kyle: You're the problem! You and your lot!

Kyle: All I wanted was a hut for meself.

Kyle: Yeah, they warned me not to build it here, but what could I do? All the other spots were taken.

Kyle: You think ANY of these bastards told me what'd happen if I built it here anyway?

Kyle: Well, you're lookin' at it! I'd just finished buildin', and then, on the first day I got back from the mine, the house had a second fuckin' door!

Kyle: Those bloody arseholes, I hate them! I can't tell you how much I hate them!

Kyle: EVERYONE just walks through here like they own this place. EVERYONE!