eric you have to save us. an entire army of jew robots. [screaming] - oh, my god, what are jewbots doing here? flame on. flame off. - you saved everyone from the jewbots, cartman. - c'mon, jimmy, we gotta go back and finish that joke. "...like fish sticks in your mouth?" - "what are you a gay fish?" -there. - wow, eric, incredible. - too bad i'm a dick and i'm gonna take all the credit. s-s-suck it, bitch. - aw, dammit. i guess it really was all me who came up with it. - what? - you gotta let jimmy go. it's all my fault. - jesus, eric... he's gonna kill you. - you won't even admit it was just me knowing you're gonna die? - jimmy, you really believe that you came up with it all on your own? - oh, my god, wait... i totally get it now. - what? i still don't get anything. - all this time i've been mad at you, jimmy, for trying to take all the credit. but now i realize it's just that your ego has made you believe things happened differently. that's what kyle was trying to tell me. that you have such a huge ego you do these mental gymnastics to make yourself a part of things. - r-really? - i thought you were just trying to jew me out of my part of the credit, but no