[well, the mustache makes the clone look more comically pathetic than heartbreakingly sad, at least.]

Anyway, you wanna just, like, stop and not do whatever it is you came out here to do, man? You don't even have a power you can break anything with and anyone who looks at you is just going to laugh at your mustache instead of being afraid of you. How are you supposed to terrorize the city like this? You might as well just give up.

[the clone's shoulders slump.]