Ron Swanson does not take too kindly to Gryzll’s latest care package, when it invades HIS family’s privacy.
“We need to talk.”
“What is that?”
“This is a flying robot I just shot out of the sky, after it delivered a package to my house.”
“I thought you didn’t like to pass judgement on…”
(Ron interrupts her)
“The package was addressed to my son — who is four years old, and does not own a Gryzll doodad. Some how the robots looked at Diane’s computer and learned something about my child and then brought him a box of presents, so I destroyed the robot.”
“No one is safe from these bastards. Tell me what to do Leslie. I wanna help you take ’em down.”