Iko: *being rebellious and not wanting to marry any old weirdo:

Iko's mom: *likes Kinney* iko if keep misbehaving, how are you ever gonna marry a nice guy like Kinney?

Iko: which do you want? To marry Kinney or to marry a nice guy?

Kinney: *under his breathe* if you were my wife, I would put poison in your coffee

Iko: *yells* if you were my husband, I would drink it!