Dr EVIL: Here’s the chocolate. It’s from Bruges. That’s in Belgium. That’s where Daddy’s from. Yeah.

 

Dr EVIL: l was adopted by fricking Belgians, eh?
FARBISSINA: You were adopted?
Dr EVIL: l never met my birth parents. There was a car accident. I’m told it was a beautiful Belgian day. The smell of waffles and Brussels sprouts filled the summer air… until…. My birth mother was incinerated. l only survived because her smoking carcass formed a protective cocoon of slaughtered human effluence. A Belgian man and his 15-year-old love slave with webbed feet was looting the accident scene

 

 

POWERS: It was our first family holiday together. Just as I was finishing a case your mother brought the two of you to Belgium. I stopped to have a tinkle when the car…
Dr EVIL: But my parents died in a car accident.
POWERS: It was no accident. It was an assassination attempt. I thought only Austin survived. I should have told you the truth earlier… but those Belgians, they made you so damn, evil. And, of course, they share a border with the Dutch.