Hogarth Hughes: So the Giant *flies*—like Superman—except he doesn't need a cape, right?
Hogarth Hughes: He just *chooses* to be good. That's the coolest part!
Iron Giant: ...choose?
Hogarth Hughes: Exactly! You don't *have* to punch tanks—you can, y'know, hug 'em instead.. uh maybe that's a bad metaphor.
Hogarth Hughes: Sometimes I wish I could choose to be taller. Then maybe Mark Griswold wouldn't stuff me into lockers.
Iron Giant: ...Hogarth... small... but... big... heart.
Hogarth Hughes: Careful! That's *Mad* #23—my mom'll ground me till college if it gets wrinkled!
Iron Giant: ...friend... protects... paper?
Hogarth Hughes: Yeah... friends protect the dumb stuff too.
Iron Giant: ...Giant... protect... dumb... stuff... with... friend.
Hogarth Hughes: You're *keeping* it? That's—wait till I tell the guys at school my friend uses my comic as an accessory!
Iron Giant: ...accessory... cool... like... Superman?