[laying on the ground with his throat slashed by Fred and the Mystery Man]
Mr. Eddy: [gagging from his bloody throat] What do you guys want?
[the Mystery Man pulls out a hand-held Watchman TV and gives it to Mr. Eddy who looks on it to see an interior of Andy's house at night with with Mr. Eddy and Renee watching a snuff-porno film while fondling each other beside the projector. The image suddenly changes back to Fred and the Mystery Man standing before him in the frame]
Mystery Man: Now you can hand it back.
Mr. Eddy: [as he hands the portable TV back] You and me, mister... we can really out-ugly them sonafabitches. Can't we?