Chris- Oh brother seem you are still as childish as when we were mere kids [swings his sword with alot of force at his brother]

Arnold- Me? Childish? I would like to think of it as an active imagination. [blocks the attack kicking his brother into a nearby wall]

[Chris grabs Arnolds slamming him into the gound] 

Chris- An imagination will not save you from this terrible world brother. You must stop with such childish dreams.

Arnold- You sound just like father [annoyed]

Chris- And father was ver wise [he slowly lets go of arnold and sighs] Arnold i only want the best for you.

Arnold- Im not a stupid kid anymore [sits up] and i wish you'd stop treating me as one.