I thought of some more stuff for this thing.

In Episode 6, Emperor Ovaltine is directing Fruit's attention to the windshield of the Debt Star, so the young Jebi can see what an awful time his friends are having, and have a big hissy-fit...

Ovaltine: Look, boy, see for yourse-

Fruit: Boy?! Did you just call me a boy?!!

Ovaltine: ... ... Anyway, look, bo-

Fruit: No, YOU look! Now, I don't know what spins around in that hooded head of yours, besides "designs" an' all that other bull**** you've issued forth from your putrid kisser, but  telling from what you've just now issued forth, I'd say we're in a whole different ballpark, namely one in which you've lost any **** sense of Machiavellianishness, and've been demoted to not knowing the difference between "diddly-squat an' "diddly-****!!

Ovaltine: The anger is swelli-

Fruit: And I don't think there even IS a difference!!

Ovaltine: The anger is swelling in you now!!

Fruit: ... ... So?! Does that mean I'm a bad person?! Does tha-

Ovaltine: YES, Frui-

Fruit: Shut up an' let me finish!!

Ovaltine: Eh eh eh eh eh...

Fruit: Oh yeah, hardy har har!! Y'know somethin'?! I've carried a centuries old green-man on my back, seen my robot shoot out'f a swamp, I've seen funnier things in MY days, ***-hole!!!

Ovaltine: GOO-OOD!!

Fruit: Yeah, that's right! I AM good!! I'm ALL good!!! 'N' y'know what cherry I'm toppin' this spate off with?! I promise you, it's so nuclear it'll blow your mind!!

Ovaltine: Eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh...

Fruit: It will BLOW...

Ovaltine: Eh eh eh eh eh...

Fruit: ...YOUR...

Ovaltine: Goo-ood!! Eh eh eh...

Fruit: ...MIND!!!!

Ovaltine: Eh eh eh eh eh...

Fruit stretches out his arm, tensely and indignantly, and points his finger straight at Ovaltine.

Fruit: You... You're goin' down!

Ovaltine: Yes!! Take your weapon!! Strike me down with all of your hatred!!!

Fruit: I'll strike you down flat on your ***, old man!!

Ovaltine: Eh eh eh eh eh...

Fruit: I'll make that milk-white face'f yours curdle like curdled milk!!

Ovaltine: Eh eh eh eh...

Fruit: I'll smear your *** all over this space station!! I don't care if it takes a year... a decade... Naw, it'll be worth it... SO worth it!!

Ovaltine: Eh eh eh... Have at it, boy!!

Fruit: Alright... That's IT!!!

Fruit levitates his brightsaber into his hands and slices off Ovaltine's right arm.

Ovaltine: AAAAaaagghh!!! Not me, renob!! HIM!!! (indicates Valid, who has been so taciturn and patient)

Fruit: Him?! Why him? He didn't do anything mean to me!

Valid: I killed your mentor.

Fruit: So?

Valid: And your father, allegorically speaking.

Fruit: Psh! Well, yeah, allegorically! Like that carries any weight...