Dilbert: Yikes! What are you?!
Ego: Do not panic. I am your ego. My ego??...shouldn't you be inside me someplace?
Ego: Well, yes, normally we egos feed within the body.
Dilbert: So what the heck are you doing out here?
Ego: You're starving me, man. I'm going to try out for a play or something.
Dilbert: Well, if you're my ego, I order you to get back inside me.
Ego: You don't seem to understand who's in charge here. Without me, you're nothing!
Dilbert: I do feel a bit insecure.
Ego: Now dance for me, ha ha ha, dance!
Dogbert: I know you; you're filbert's ego.
Dilbert's Ego: Correct. I disowned him. Me just wasn't feeding me enough.
Dogbert: What can a little ego do to feed itself.
Dilbert: Which way to the toupee store.
The caption says, "Dogbert meets Dilbert's ego." Dogbert asks, "You want a toupee?" Dilbert's ego replies, "I feel okay about myself except for being bald." Dogbert says, "I hate to tell you, but with or without hair you still look like broccoli." The ego replies, "At least I won't be bald broccoli."
Dilbert's Ego: I'm Dilbert's ego. I'd like to update image with a toupee.
Male Employee: I recommend the, "Roy Orbison," Model. It comes with sunglasses.
Dilbert's Ego: Now I won't have to rely so heavily on my personality,
Dogbert: Nice toupee.
Dilbert's Ego: Thanks. It's the, "Roy Orbison," model. I am now ready to hit the dating scene.
Woman at Bar: Really? You drive a porsche?
Dilbert's Ego: It's red... But enough about me.
Dogbert: Uh-oh! Dilbert's escaped ego has grown since getting that toupee.
Dilbert's Ego: Ho-ho, what a night! I crashed a party for female police officers! I got phone numbers from twelve women!
Dogbert: 9-1-1?
Dilbert's Ego: They must be roommates.
Dilbert confronts his own ego.
Dilbert: You can't leave me now...
Dilbert's ego: Nobody tells me what to do! I am pure ego force! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!
Dilbert: Maybe you'd like to discuss that with my insecurities.
Dilbert's Ego vs. His Insecurities
Dilbert's Ego: C'mon, you coward. You may be big, but I'm going to pound you into pudding!!
Dilbert's Insecurities: I'm going to faint.
Dogbert: I don't think this will be a children's fable anytime soon.
Dilbert sits at a table building something. Dogbert asks, "What happened with the robot you were building?" Dilbert replies, "Nobody can make a robot. It's impossible." The garbage man opens a trashcan and sees the remains of a robot. He thinks, "Hmm . . . A perfectly good robot. Probably just needs a neurospectrum field calibration." Dilbert says to Dogbert, "That whole robot project was bad for my ego as an engineer." A robot enters and says, "Hey! Guess who's WAY smarter than you!"
