What kind of monster would leave a cupcake all alone in the cold? Not me. That’s not how a cupcake should spend its last days.
What kind of monster would say “graffiti is always Gang related”? Not me. That’s not what Morty is saying as he runs down a dead end street.
What kind of monster would track you down and sit in a suspicious white van? Not me. That’s not what the guy sitting in the van thinks.
In the end, don’t be a monster.
I will find you, watch out.