[eyeing the KEEP OUT signs surrounding Shrek's home]

I guess you don't, uh... entertain much, do you?

I like my privacy.

Y'know, I do too! That's another thing we have in common. Like I hate it when you've got someone in your face, you try to give 'em a hint, they won't leave, and then there's that big awkward silence, you know...

[big awkward silence ensues]

... Can I stay with you?

What?

Can I stay with you... please?

[sarcastically friendly]

Of course!

Really?

No.

PLEASE, I don't wanna go back there, you don't know what it's like to be considered a freak! [slight pause] Well, maybe you do. But that's why we gotta stick together! You gotta let me stay!