| [Pepper: (Waking up) Aw, I was having the best dream, I was just about to
meet Sean Connery.] Charity: James Bond or Henry Jones, Sr.? [(Looks at Tesla) AAAAHHHH! I've just gone from] Toast: Babe to totally babe. [looking at a dream to looking at something scary] Pule: The Teletubbies? [that will give me nightmares! Tesla: (Dry) Yes, good morning to you too.] Loud: (as Tesla) NOW DIE! Toast: Hey! Don't make threats to my girl! Loud: I WAS MOCKING TESLA! I WASN'T MAKING DEATH THREATS! WHAT A NUT! [Sammy: Yes, yes, I know, you're scary, now you mentioned a plan? (At Tesla's lab, Tesla lays down a piece of paper] Pule: Aaahh, it says it's made in Vietnam! What a piece of junk! [on the table for the cast to see) Froggo: (Looking at all the strange little drawings on the paper) What is this?] Loud: IT'S FUNLAND! [Tesla: That, my funny voiced little friend,] Toast: I thought Stalin is Froggo's big buddy. [is how we will take back control of TV. Harry: (From the cell phone which Tesla is holding) Yes, it's basically just a regular control console] Charity: For Dreamcast. [on the outside, but on the inside] Loud: IS A BUNCH OF PEANUTS! [it has many advanced devices which if programmed right will] Pule: Get you MTV. [allow us to gain control of anything. Tesla: (Talking into the cell phone) Hey,] Loud: HAY IS FOR HORSES, TESLA! All (except Toast): (laughs) Toast: Dude, I still don't get that joke. Pule: It is supposed to be funny! Toast: Not all the time! [I was supposed to give out] Charity: Cookies. [the expositious details! Charity: This all looks so advanced, how will we able to build this in time?] Pule: We had to put it in Father Time? [Smarty-pants: Well, all the advanced parts are] Loud: FROM JAPAN! [ones we have, so we won't have to worry about] Charity: Winona Ryder. [that, since we certainly couldn't have asked for] Pule: More Disney. [them to be delivered before 4 PM. Harry: Actually, all we'll need is those parts, and your control console. I know you have to have one nearby,] Charity: You do have one nearby, do you? [since you need to make sure] Toast: That there won't be a sequel to Battlefield Earth. [everything goes smoothly when you air your episodes for all to see, so all we need is] Pule: More episodes. [to dismantle your console,] Toast: But we hadn't build it yet! [rebuild it,] Loud: WE HAD TO DISMANTLE THE CONSOLE SO WE CAN REBUILD IT AGAIN?! WHAT IS GOING ON?! Charity: That is how Harry planned it. Toast: Unless Tesla is the one who suggested that. All: Nah! [put the new parts in it,] Pule: Find Forrest Gump, poke him in the eyes, and kill him! [and we'll be ready.] Toast: To party! [Tesla: Gasp, did you say we could take apart the control thingie! I have just the thing to do that! (He laughs madly,] Loud: (as Tesla) HA HA HA! (Acts like chicken) [and goes over to another part of the lab, then comes back pushing a large device out of the lab and into a large empty room, save for a control console, natch. The device Tesla's pushing appears to be] Toast: Totally useless, dude. [his latest version of the death ray, greatly resembling the one seen in "Better Living Through Science" He turns on the ray as the Histeria cast comes in) Tesla: All right,] Charity: (singing) It's okay, I am not in love with you anyway. [you lowly piece of] Charity: I wouldn't. [machinery,] Charity: Phew. [prepare to be the second thing to be threatened] Pule: Since Carrot Top. [to be disintegrated by my death ray, but the first to actually be disintegrated!] Loud: WHAT A NUT! Charity: We always knew that. Toast: Totally Pule: Yep. [Harry: um, this isn't wise,] Charity: But then again when is Tesla wise? [he fires that] Loud: (as Tesla) YOUR FIRED! [and the whole thing is blown to pieces with no remains,] Toast: Of the chicken. [and we need those remains. Sammy: There's no cause] Pule: Sammy is a rebel with a cause. [for alarm.] Loud: (does his emergency alarm from "Better Living Through Science") MOVE IT! OUTTA WAY! COMING THROUGH! (Does it again) [W.O.W: What makes you think that?] Pule: (as Nostradamus) Ooh! Again with the thinking! It's really really hurts! Shut Up! [Sammy: Just watch.] All: No! [(We now see his point:] Toast: Dude, this is another first. [Big Fat Baby is right near the death ray] Charity: I know what's going to happen. Loud: WHAT? Charity: Watch and learn. [as Tesla is preparing it to fire. BFB presses a large green button like the one seen in "Better Living Through Science" And just like in that episode,] Charity: Here it comes. [the ray turns around and is about to fire at Tesla) Tesla: Uh oh, to quote the great Yogi Berra,] Loud: (as Yogi Bear) HEY HEY, BOO-BOO! [it's deja vu all over...(he's cut off as the ray fires and there is an explosion. Tesla is now dazed and charred)...again! (He passes out)] All: Yay! [W.O.W: I see your point now. Sammy: Ha, is any wonder why I love this kid?] Pule: (as WOW): Why don't you adopt him? [(He pats BFB on the head)] Toast: And immediately throws up. [Harry: Apparently our views on him differ greatly,] Charity: BFB still needs a change. [but I won't argue the point. Let's get to work] Toast: Didn't they already did? [building this, and I suggest we start before] Loud: THE WORLD BLOWS UP! [Mr. Tesla wakes up. (Time passes.] Pule: (as Time) Oh, I must be careful. Blast! I tripped over something! [Now it is early morning and the sun is barely up.] Pule: (as Sun) Yawn! Oh great! I must have slept through the marathon! [At the deserted area, Miss Info is still carrying Loud while walking,] Loud: DANG! SHE MUST BE ONE LIGHT SLEEPER! [but just then he begins to wake up. He notices the sunlight and begins to panic) Loud: AHH!] Loud: (as Peppermint Patty): I'M UP! I'M UP! THE ANSWER IS 46! [IT'S MORNING, HOW LONG WAS I] Charity: 6 feet. [OUT?! Miss Info: It's 6 AM, you've been asleep for 5 hours. (Puts him down) Loud: And you didn't even try to wake me, you let me sleep and you...carried me the whole time? Miss Info: That's right,] Toast: Now hug me! [you looked so peaceful and I figured if anyone deserved to be sleeping soundly after all that happened yesterday, it's you.] Loud: YOU KNOW, CHARITY LOOKED PEACEFUL IN HER SLEEP TOO! Charity: Were you spying on me, Loud? Loud: NO! IT WAS PULE! Charity: What?! Pule! Pule: What?! I couldn't resist! Charity: Remind me to beat you up later. Pule: Geez, so much for the looking underneath part. [Loud: Well...thanks. And that was a very sound sleep and I have new energy to continue on against whatever may happen, thanks a lot, hey I owe you] Toast: Six bucks. [one. Miss Info: You already have,] Charity: So drop it. [by just being your kind self. (She smiles widely at him, and soon enough Loud smiles too. She then begins to laugh) Loud: What's so funny?] Pule: Is that a part of Oh Yeah! Cartoons? [Miss Info: Something's, ha ha, tickling me.] Loud: UH OH! I KNOW WHAT'S COMING! [(She looks behind her arm) AAAAHHHH!!!! Loud: What is it?] Pule: (as Miss Information) it is Ben Stein! [Miss Info: Spi, SPIDER!!!!] Charity: Isn't he a Marvel character? [(We now see a spider come onto her shoulder.] Toast: Asking (as spider) "Do you know where Little Miss Muffet is?" [Loud grabs a fly swatter from his backpack and uses it to get it off her)] Toast: (disbelief) A fly swatter? Against a spider? Loud: THAT IS THE BEST I CAN DO! [Miss Info: (Scared) What in the world is a spider] Toast: A spider: The six legged insect of the world. [doing here? I thought there wasn't any life in this (trails off) uh oh. Loud: GENE!] Charity: You are starting to act like Captain Kirk there. Loud: NO KIDDING! [(Now another trap door opens nearby,] Pule: What is it with Gene and trap doors? [and now in the dark of it we see a large number of eyes.] Loud: GREAT. GENE IS THREATENING US WITH EYES? [The owners of those eyes come out...] All: Gross! [and they belong to an entire army of spiders,] Charity: One of Gene's favorite inventions. [between 40-50 of them.] Pule: On the wall. [They begin to surround Miss Info and she desperately tries to get] Loud: SOME BUG SPRAY! [away running as fast as possible. Loud now hears a] Toast: Wolf, dude. [ringing nearby. With a frown, he picks up the source, the cell phone, and answers it) Gene: Well good morning Loud, here's your wake up call.] Toast: It is time to die. [Since I forgot to buy a rooster,] Charity: (as Foghorn) Boy, I say Boy! [I figured spiders would be the next best thing to start the day off,] Loud: ACTUALLY, I PREFERRED A WELL BALANCED DIET! [I've always been fond of spiders.] Toast: Duh, like no kidding dude. [Loud: WHAT GENETIC ENHANCEMENT] Pule: To the N64. [DID YOU ADD TO THESE LATEST CREATIONS, GENE?! Gene: Watch.] Loud: I HAVE TO ASK! [(Nearby, Miss Info tries to get numerous spiders off her. One spider stands back, breathes] Charity: (as Miss Info) Phew U! Garlic! [in, and then blows a sort of white air on Miss Info's hand. Now her hand is covered] Charity: With a glove. [by some sort of white substance) Loud: WHAT IN THE WORLD IS THAT?! Gene: Spider silk, my boy,] Toast: (as Gene) didn't you noticed? [these things breathe it.] Pule: (as Cheech Marin) stop hogging it, man. [I figured that you must still be tired, so I'll give you a chance to get a good day's sleep by first putting you in a "blanket"] Pule: Or maybe a strait jacket. [Loud: WHAT?! (Begins to realize) OH MY GAWDS,] Charity: Oh my gawds? Loud: WELL, I DIDN'T WANT TO SAY THE LORD'S NAME IN VAIN! Toast: Good one, dude. [YOU'RE TRYING TO IMMOBILIZE US] Loud: IN THE FLOOR OF FAME! [BY COVERING US IN SPIDER SILK! Gene: Correct, and here's a living example. (We now see that the silk has covered most of Miss Info's body] Pule: But he already has some clothes on. [except for her head, and she's now helplessly on the ground. Before Loud can do anything, the spiders finish her off] Loud: THEY BETTER NOT! [by breathing silk all over her face,] Toast: (as Miss Info) Aaah, sick! Spider breath! [but we don't actually see it happen, that's probably Lydia's doing.] Charity: I'm not happy. Loud: WHAT A NUT! Pule: Yeah! Toast: Bummer. [Anyway, the end result is] Charity: America wins 24-3. [that Miss Info is now completely covered in silk, the shape resembles a cocoon.)] Pule: I supposed when she comes out, she will be a beautiful butterfly. [Loud: NO!!! Gene: YES!!! Now you shall join her. (He goes over to Miss Info] Charity: Who? Loud or Gene? [to try to rip the silk off, but the army of] Toast: Guys we never known. [spiders block his path and they breathe the silk on him, however the silk mainly only gets on his shirt. Still, he looks quite angry] Loud: (trying to calm down) I will not be angry, I will not be angry... [and then tries to stomp on one spider, but by the time his foot gets on the ground,] Pule It got sprained. [the spider's 15 feet away)] Charity: The spider got more feet? [Gene: Oh, and did I forget to mention] Loud: I AM A JERK? [that those spiders are super fast? Toast: Like Sonic the Hedgehog. [Bad Gene, bad.] Pule: I liked to see the bad guys blaming their failures on themselves for once. Loud: (as Gene to himself) YOUR A IDIOT! A WORTHLESS PIECE OF CRAP! LIKE SOMETHING I GOT OFF MY SHOE! [Loud: YOU'RE GOING TO PAY FOR THIS!!] Charity: And for my credit card bill. [Gene: Strong words from someone] Charity: Who is pretty cute. Loud: THANKS! (Ditto here.) [about to be trapped in spider silk. I told you your luck was soon to run out.] Pule: Luck has feet? Charity: With Gene, I wouldn't be surprised. [(He hangs up. Now Loud begins to run from the spiders.] Pule: (as Loud) Let bugged someone else instead! [Some climb on to him and are able to get some silk on him, but not too much.] Toast: Or he will get sick and had to go to the doctor. [One spider stands back and breathes silk around his legs, tying them together.] Toast: As his answer to tying his shoelaces together. [He then falls down and his left hand lands on one spider) Loud: (Grabbing and feeling the spider)] Everyone else: Gross, Loud! Loud: I WAS CHECKING THE SPIDER, OKAY?! WHAT A BUNCH OF NUTS! [Hey, this one feels almost...metal. HEY, THIS SPIDER'S MECHANICAL!] Loud: THREE POINTS FOR ME! [(Before he can elaborate on that, the spiders] Pule: Exploded. [surround him. Loud narrowly is able to get the silk off his legs and run, but the spiders still spray quite a bit of silk on shirt and the back of his head.] Toast: Dude, don't these spiders ever give up? Charity: When Gene wants Loud dead, they won't. Loud: I AM GLAD I AM ALIVED TO SEE THIS! Charity: Me too. (Kissing again) [He runs with the mechanical spider in hand) Loud: (Thinking to himself) Gene must have built] Pule: A brain. [this spider to watch the battle here. There must be some way to use it to my advantage. (The spiders advance and breathe more silk on him) And I'd better think of] Toast: Charity. [something fast!] Loud: SONIC THE HEDGEHOG? [(Spiders now climb on Loud's shoulders. He tries to swat them, but they are way too fast] Charity: And way too stupid. [for him. The remaining spiders form a circle near him. He tries to stomp them, but they escape again] Pule: And never come back, I hope. [and come back in no time)] Pule: D'oh! [Loud: NO, I CAN'T LET IT END LIKE THIS!] Pule: Like what? Loud: THIS! Pule: What? Loud: NOT WHAT! THIS! Charity: Here we go again... [THERE HAS TO BE SOMETHING TO...(looks at his backpack which is conveniently still on his back) YES!] Toast: Dude, Loud thinks he is the Brain now? [(He narrowly gets away from the spiders but they still get some silk on him, now there is some on his shirt, hair, and his arms. Nevertheless, he pulls out a small white ball] Pule: Eew! Toast: Wrong ball, dude. Pule: Oh. [from his backpack) Loud: First, there's the matter of severing ties to the omnipotent mad doctor.] Loud: I WANT TO SEVERE HIS TIES PERMANTENLY! [(He notices a small screen on the spider's head, and we see Gene looking at Loud] Charity: Pervert! [through that screen on the console. Just then the screen goes black)] Toast: (as Gene) Blast! I knew I should have gotten Warner Cable! [Gene: Blast! I don't what that kid is planning but he'll never escape my trained army of spiders!] Pule: (as Ringmaster) and now Gene and his trained army of spiders! [If I could call a casino in Vegas] Pule: He wants to call a casino "In Vegas"? [I'd wager a million dollars on that! (Back at the area, Loud hooks some wires on the spider to the ball while avoiding the other spiders) Loud: If I ever see Mr. Smarty-pants again,] Loud: I WOULD KISS HIM! [I'll have to thank him for] Pule: That order of French Fries. [packing this speed reversal ball.] Pule: Speed reversal what? Loud: DON'T ASK! [It was designed to] Toast: Bounce, dude. [to take any animal's super speed and he was right in saying that we may need it if] Charity: We run into any high traffic. [any creations of Gene's have that speed. This should do it.] Toast: And it immediately doesn't work. [(But just then] Charity: The Mystery Men had a new sequel. [every single one of] Loud: PIECE OF CHOCOLATE CAKE. [spiders climb onto Loud's back and he falls. The spiders begin their work of covering him in silk,] Pule: For his long winter nap. [and in a matter of moments have most of Loud's body covered,] Charity: (as FBI agent) Okay, we got him covered. Let move! [except for his head and arms. Just as Loud's left arm is covered, he presses a button] Toast: That said "Push this you idiot". Loud: HEY! [on the top of the ball. A forcefield surrounds] Loud: BOB HOPE'S HOUSE! [the spiders now, and then a bright light beams] Pule: Go into the light. [down on them from it. To make a long story short,] All: Too late. [in a matter of moments the spiders emerge from] Charity: Their nest. [the experience staggering and not looking well.] Toast: Dude, this movie isn't looking well either. Pule: Here, here. [Loud then frees his arms from the silk, makes a fist, and squishes one spider before it can get] Loud: A LIFE! [get away) Loud: (Now completely free from the silk) YES!] Toast: Dude, Loud thinks he is the Brain now? [MAYBE I SHOULD HAVE LEFT THAT SCREEN ON THE SPIDER INTACT] Pule: (as Loud) Like I would want to. [SO GENE COULD SEE ME DO THIS! (He goes over and] Charity: Kill the spider? Toast: Stomp it? Pule: Destroy it? Loud: D! Everyone else: What? Loud: ALL OF THE ABOVE! [stomps a spider,] Pule: (as Nostradamus) He was right! Shut up! [then before we see him stomp more, we cut back to Lydia)] All: Hey! [Lydia: Hello, it's me again, Lydia Karaoke, network censor.] Toast: Cad, like we didn't know that. [At the risk of provoking Ms. Squirrel,] Charity: We hope so. [I must not allow that scene with] Toast: You know who doing you know what. Pule: You mean...? Everyone else: No! Pule: Meanies. [Loud stomping the spiders to continue, we at the network do not condone] Toast: Or allowed in her case. [showing people killing small creatures,] Charity: Like the Littles from Toon Disney. [no matter how evil and] Pule: Pathetic. [deadly they are. We shall just wait until he is finished. (She checks her watch)] Loud: WHEN DOES SHE GET A WATCH? [And...now! Thank you. (Cut to Slappy watching this on her TV)] Toast: Wait...if she is watching this, how come Gene didn't interrupt her TV? Loud: THIS IS A MOVIE, TOAST. GET WITH IT! Charity: Same here. [Slappy: Well, alright, I supposed she deserved a little break] Pule: Today! [for that one. But like a certain Mr. Arnold] Pule: Didn't he already appear? Charity: No, that is the strong mouse. Pule: Oh. [once said, (doing a bad Arnold impression) I'll back!] Toast: Dude, that is a bad impression! [Skippy: (Reacting to her aunt's bad voice) Spew!] Loud: HE REMINDS ME OF SOMEONE. CAN'T EXPLAIN WHY. Charity: Same here. Pule: Yeah. Toast: Totally. [(Back to the story, we see Gene pushing] Loud: MY BUTTONS! Charity: Loud... Loud:(embarrassed) Oops, how embarrassing. Sorry. Charity: That's okay. (Take a guess.) [a few buttons on the console) Gene: There, that should put the monitor on the spider] Toast: Dude, the monitor must be huge! [back on line.] Pule: On www.Iamstupid.com <http://www.Iamstupid.com>. [(The screen from earlier comes back and we see that all of the spiders] Charity: Are doing that new dance. [are dead) AAAHHH!!!!! It's a good thing] Charity: (as Gene) I am not alive. Pule: (singing) Staying alive! Staying alive! Everyone else: Pule! Pule: What?! [I didn't bet that million dollars,] Loud: LIKE HE EVER NEEDED IT! [where is...] Toast: Uncle Charlie and Uncle Bill? Where had they gone to? [(We see Loud near Miss Info's cocoon,] Charity: That movie with that Steve guy from "Police Academy"? [getting the silk off of her.) NNNOOOO!!!!] Loud: HEY GUYS! SHOULDN'T WE CHEER THAT GENE DIDN'T PROCEEDED YET? Toast: Yeah, we should. All: (cheers) [(At the area, Loud finishes] Pule: His meal. [getting the silk off Miss Info. She then groggily gets up)] Pule: What? She drank some alcohol. [Miss Info: What, what happened? Loud: Gene's latest trap got slowed up.] Charity: Over 3 miles an hour. [You're alright, right? Miss Info: I'll be better when that tyrant at Long Beach] Toast: Dennis Hopper? Pule: Jack Nicholson? Charity: That woman from "Rugrats in Paris"? Loud: HIM? [is defeated once and for all.] Charity: That what we think the first time, but Gene came back. Loud: AND ALMOST KILLED YOU! Toast: Dude, you still on about that? Loud: I AM TRYING TO FORGET, BUT THIS MOVIE IS TRYING MY PATIENCE! Charity: Do you want to kiss me and make it feel better? Loud: SURE! (He kisses her. She kisses back. You know the drill.) [Loud: You're right, there's no telling] Toast: Bob Sagat. [how far he'll go now, we'd better hurry. (Cut now to Sally and Jim's house] Loud: THESE TWO AGAIN?! [as they weakly go into the living room] Pule: Of the Tanners. [with the TV still on) Jim: (Tired) I did not get one wink] Charity: Of a guy named Bob. [of sleep last night. Sally: Why are you telling me this,] Toast: I like to annoyed you. [I already know, and I'm sure we're not the only ones.] Loud: WHO IS IN THIS MOVIE! [(Still another clip of Loud yelling is heard on the TV, making the two jump with fear)] Charity: (as fear) I'm scared too. [Jim: THAT'S IT!] Toast: What's it? Charity: Don't bother. [I can't take it anymore,] Pule: I thought he was in a house, not a store. Charity: He meant the noise. Toast: In your words, dude, "Oh." [dear I hope we have enough money to buy a] Toast: GameCube. [new TV, cause we won't be using this one anymore! (He goes over to his garage,] Loud: GRAB A BOMB! [gets an ax, and goes to the TV. He swings] Charity: And struck out. [the ax at the TV, but instead of hitting the TV,] Pule: He accidentally hits his wife. [it hits a now visible green shield that seems to be protecting the TV)] Toast: Dude, what's that all about? Charity: Gene must have made it so no one can destroy their TVs to get rid of the noise. Toast: Dude! [Sally: Where did that green thing] Pule: Kermit the Frog? Toast: The Incredible Hulk? Charity: Slimer? Loud: THE GRINCH? [come from? Jim: That guy who's running] Toast: Down the street, dude. [this whole thing must have put it there.] Pule: But he is busy bugging Loud and Miss Info. If he is doing that, how can he put the green shield on the TV? Charity: Gene's computer done that. [If I see his face,] Toast: I am going to blow chunks, dude. [and we all will at 4 today, I'm going to knock his block off!] Loud: LUCY IN HER EARLIER DAYS! [Sally: And how will you do that since he would be on the TV and you'd have no idea] Toast: No kidding? [where he lives?] Charity: Or if he lives for that matter. [Jim: Drat, I hadn't thought of that.] Loud: WELL, FORGET THAT! [Oh the things] Pule: You can think. [this thing has done to my sanity! Sally: You're not the only one, I can tell.] Loud: WHO? HER MOM? [(Fade back to the meeting room where the cast is standing around] Toast: Doing nothing dude. [a half completed control console. Mr. Smarty-pants is working nearby with a few tools in one hand and the cell phone in the other)] Charity: It must be hard working while hiding in your pants. Pule: Tell me about it. [Harry: Okay, now is the left modifier hooked up correctly to the other wires?] Pule: (as Mr. Smartypants): Uh, no. [Smarty-pants: Um, yep, it's up and running.] Toast: Modifier has feet? [Harry: Good, because according to Mr. Tesla] Loud: (as Harry) WHICH I IGNORED BECAUSE IT IS ALL NONSENSE! [if it wasn't, it'd be all "wobble wobble"] Pule: (as Nostradamus) And so forth. Shut Up! [By the way, where is he,] Charity: Do we even care? All: No. [I thought he'd be helping on this.] Loud: NOT THAT I WANT HIM TO! [Father Time: Well, let's just say] Toast: We sent him on a long vacation. [he's a bit sore] Toast: Dude, I hope so. [for what happened to his death ray. (We hear Tesla ranting and raving in another room) A real bit] Pule: Stupid. [sore. Harry: In any case,] Charity: Good. [I hope this works. We only have 7 and a half hours left.] Pule: Until the Big Game starts. [Nostradamus: I wouldn't worry about it,] Loud: (as Nostradamus) NOW SHUT UP! [Mr. Harry, according to our calculations] Pule: Two plus two? [this control thingie should be done by about 1:30. And besides,] Toast: This probably wouldn't work anyway. [I predicated that this thing would work perfectly, so therefore] Loud: I AM! [it would have to work! Pepper: How can we be sure of that,] Toast: Yeah! [you're not right all the time. Chit: Yeah, remember those incidents with the Wheel of History?] Loud: THAT WAS FROGGO'S FAULT! Charity: Now don't blame Froggo for what happened. Loud: THAT IS JUST A SUGGESTION! [Nostradamus: Grr, that was completely the fault of] Pule: Communists. [that malfunctioning wheelie thingie there,] Toast: (as Nostradamus) I knew I shouldn't have bought it from "Useless Stuff 'R' Us"! Shut Up! [so shut up! Harry: Ahem, don't we have better things to do than argue,] All: Nah! [like finish the device? Sammy: Well sorry for us trying to keep a sense of humor during this thing.] Pule: Whoop-dee-duh. [Harry: Sigh, I'm sorry, it's just that] Toast: This story is getting stupider, dude. [I don't want Gene to succeed in this.] Charity: What? Making a device? [W.O.W: I thought Gene was your friend. Harry: He was, but now he's crossed the line.] Pule: (as Christopher Walken) I made my hair simple for you, but you got to go ahead and messed it up! [Besides, I'll never understand how we managed to] Charity: Be in this movie. [form a friendship, we're almost complete opposites.] Loud: SO IS ME AND CHARITY! Charity: But we worked out perfectly. (They make-out again. They resumed to watching the movie.) [Froggo: What do you mean, you are both intelligent scientists. Harry: But we have different personalities. He's always so] Pule: Evil. [determined and busy, he does have a sense of humor of course but I've rarely seen it.] Loud: SINCE HE IS NEVER FUNNY TO BEGIN WITH! [I wouldn't call him a workaholic,] Charity: As oppose to an Alcoholic. [but I don't think he ever had] Toast: A brain, dude. [much time to enjoy himself.] Pule: Does he mean...? Everyone else: No! [Aka: And what about you?] Toast: (as Harry) What about me? [Harry: Well I too am busy and determined, but I'm also someone] Charity: We can trust. [who knows that a life without really living and instead just doing your job and nothing more is a life not worth living at all.] Loud: NO KIDDING, HARRY! [I always enjoy having fun, I watch cartoons of course, and I'm pretty laid back.] Toast: Not really. He is a good fighter. Pule: Good point there. [Well, now at least when this is over you won't be able to complain] Loud: ABOUT THAT PIZZA YOU ORDER! [that you didn't really get to know me. Charity: Do you think] Charity: Loud is cute. (Loud blushes) [Gene's inability to enjoy life like you do helped in why he hates Loud and Miss Info so much? Harry: I have no idea,] Pule: No... Everyone else: Don't you dare, Pule! Pule: Geez. [but I hope if we ever find out it'll be] Toast: Pretty good, dude. [after he's defeated. Now let's ensure that] Charity: Markie wouldn't be here until next week. [that happens by finishing the console. (We now go back to] Loud: THE FUTURE! [the deserted area. Another caption reads] Pule: Welcome to Jurassic Park. [it's 10:00 AM. Loud and Miss Info are still walking,] Charity: (as Miss Info) Were walking, Were walking. We are trying not to get kill. [though Miss Info looks now a bit glum.] Charity: Though that is my job. [Loud notices this) Loud: Hey, why do you look so unhappy?] Pule: (as Miss Info) I am in this here movie. [Miss Info: I'm fine, I've just been thinking. Loud: About what? Miss Info: Everything. What if] Charity: Richard Simmons become popular. [this is all a wild goose chase] Toast: Honk honk. [and we're really going nowhere?] Pule: And to Courage the Cowardly Dog's house? [What if our luck does run out if Gene sends out another trap? And even if we do stop him,] Charity: He will get come back in the next movie. [we'll still have made a lot of] Loud: SOUP! [enemies from the first 18 hours of this marathon.] Toast: Actually, dude. We made enemies during our adventures. Charity: Examples...? Toast: Let's see. We got Stewie Griffin from Family Guy, Shane McMahon and Booker T, Gene (of course), Vincent Morre, Joseph Stalin, Judge Doom and his minions from our "Toons and Doom" adventure, and plus more. Loud: I JUST HOPE THEY NEVER SHOW UP AGAIN! ESPECIALLY GENE! Toast: Same here. [This whole situation just feels...hopeless,] Pule: Not really. In the words from Wakko's Wish, "You have to cheer up and never give up hope." Charity: Did he give you permission to say that? Pule: Don't know. [and I'm feeling a bit blue] Toast: Like an M & M. Pule: Without nuts. Everyone else:... Pule: I made a pervert remark again, did I? Everyone else:... Pule: Thought so. [thinking about it. Loud: Oh dear. Well, we are in quite a bit of a pickle,] Toast: And onions and peppers and corn. Loud: OH MY! [but you can't give up hope.] Pule: That is what I said. [Not even in a situation this bad. Miss Info: I know, but it's hard. Loud: Well, there's only one thing to do to get you out of these blues. Miss Info: What?] Loud: WEAR PURPLE CLOTHES! [Loud: Just think about all the things that make you happy,] Charity: And hope Disney isn't watching this. [and keep thinking about them until the bad thoughts go away. Miss Info: Are you leading up to] Toast: The finish line, dude. [a song parody of that things that make you happy song in "The Sound of Music"? Loud: No,] Pule: I am thinking of that movie, "Scary Movie". [we already did that with Stalin.] Loud: NO KIDDING! [Go ahead,] Toast: Make my day. [think happy thoughts.] Charity: (as Peter Pan) And you can fly. [Miss Info: Okay, I'm thinking...hey, that does make me feel] Loud: (as that woman from "Sound of Music") SO GLAD! [a bit better. Now it's making feel more than a bit better, thanks! Loud: Absolutely no problem.] Pule: But then again it was. [Miss Info: You know, it's fitting that you came up with that idea, say I'll bet that advice is the reason] Toast: You got Charity. Loud: YES I DID! (He kisses Charity on the cheek. She blushes.) [you smile all the time!] Toast: Huh? I thought he yells all the time. Loud: NOT REALLY! [Loud: That's right, it's always better to think of happy things than depressing things, and in a crisis like] Pule: The one from D.C. Comics. [this, you certainly need to keep your hopes up. Miss Info: How true.] Charity: But I choose false. [You know I'm quite surprised I didn't come to my conclusions about you long ago. It seems that whenever you're not yelling,] Pule: You are busy having your way with... Loud/Charity: Pule! Pule: Every time I did this! [you're almost always smiling, and anyone who can be so cheerful all the time can't be that bad. Unless that someone's] Charity: Who likes me. [doing it because they're too stupid to do otherwise.] Loud: HEY! [Loud: Hey, I hope you're not describing] Toast: Lucky Bob, dude. [yourself there, you don't smile all the time. Miss Info: I know,] Charity: And I should have. [and I know you wouldn't let me think about] Toast: Mr. Smartypants, dude. [myself without trying to make me feel better. Loud: Darn right. Miss Info: Well that's it,] Pule: What? The movie? [I know that you're nervous about the others possible accusations about] Pule: Super Mario Bros. [you if you show them this side of you,] Toast: She thinks he is Two-Face? [but I'm not going to stand by] Pule: For this weather report. [and be the only one to know what kind of person you really are.] Loud: THAT AND CHARITY! [If we live through this,] Charity: And I know you will. [I would like for you to fix that] Toast: Like Home Improvement. [by showing them. Loud: You're right,] Toast: Batman is a good D.C. character. [if we live through this] Charity: Like I said, "And I know you will. [I do want to apologize for] Loud: THE VASE I BROKE! [all of this by doing so, but what if] Pule: Barney becomes popular. [they... Miss Info: (Interrupting) Say bad things about] Loud: SCOTT WOLF! [it? Don't worry,] Charity: I won't hurt you. [I'll defend you] Toast: In court, dude. [and keep doing so until] Pule: Histeria! gets put back on TV. [they finally realize that] Pule: Andy Dick is an annoying actor. [you mean it. Loud: This is getting way too dramatic and serious,] Toast: And lame and stupid, not to mention pathetic. [should we really be discussing this?] Charity: Yes. [Miss Info: All right,] Loud: I'LL LEAVE! [but I just want to say one more thing.] Loud: THERE! I SAY IT AND I'LL SAY IT AGAIN IF I HAD TO! [I don't know why it seems that someone's good side always] Pule: Look lame. [shows up during a crisis,] Charity: On Infinite Earths. [but Loud,] Toast: (as Butthead) Heh, heh. You say Butt Loud. Heh, heh [I'm certainly happy that you decided to show yours for this.] Charity: Same here. (Take a hint.) [Loud: I was just about to say the same thing about you.] Pule: Miss Info yells too? [As I said,] Toast: Shut up. [you're the first person to ever say] Toast: Hello. [those kind of words about me, and you've helped so much during this,] Pule: And the list goes on. [I'll have plenty to say about that when we get back.] Pule: But they haven't been to Gene's house yet! Charity: He meant back to Burbank, Pule. [Miss Info: (Smiling) Thanks, but you said earlier] Loud: I DID? [that getting sentimental would get Gene angry, right?] Toast: Dude, anything would make Gene angry. Charity: Especially when Vincent Morre told him about Loud and me. Loud: YEAH! (Pauses) WELL, I'M GLAD HE DIDN'T KILL YOU! Charity: Same here. [Maybe we should go before] Pule: Bob Sagat shows up. [we get him angrier.] All: Too late! [Loud: I'll certainly agree to that. (Cut now to Gene watching this on one of the console's screens.)] Toast: (as Gene) Where's the remote?! I don't want to watch the Loud and Miss Info show! [Gene: Bah!] Charity: Humbug. [Enough staged sentimentality! (He turns the screen off)] Pule: Well that is a good way of doing it. [I might as well see how] Loud: RICHARD DAWSON IS DOING SATURDAY NIGHT LIVE! [the other Histerians are doing right now. (Outside of the KWB] Charity: Kids WB, Pule. Pule: How did you know? Charity: Lucky guess. [shows building, we now see walking binoculars coming out of a manhole.] Toast: Created by Dontaello the ninja turtle. [Through it's P.O.V.,] Pule: Point Of View? Loud: BINGO! [we see it looking at the building,] Charity: (as building) Pervert! Swack [then with a kind of X-Ray vision,] Toast: Superman? [is able to see the meeting room and the cast working on their console.] Charity: No wonder he found out about us building the console to stop him. Toast: Yeah. If I found out about that earlier, I'll be like "Whoa!" [Gene sees this on another screen) Sammy: (To Tesla) Do you think] Pule: I am an idiot? Charity: I am a bigger jerk since Mr. Plotz? Loud: I SHOULD GO HOME? Toast: Gene is spying on us? [this thing will really take control of TV, Nicky?] All: Don't call him Nicky! [Tesla: If the tools are placed just right,] Pule: Home Improvement would take over. [it should work perfectly.] Charity: Or not. [And can I ask you something?] Loud: NO! [Stop calling me Nicky! (If Gene is angered at this new knowledge,] Loud: NO KIDDING! [he doesn't show it.] Toast: Dude, he never shown anything. Pule: Except maybe showing how bigger a psycho he really is. [For the time he gets out of his chair.] Pule: Aahh. Isn't Gene a cute big baby? Charity: Does Geneie Weenie wants his diapey change? Toast: Goo goo gah gah. Loud: ENOUGH! IT IS BAD ENOUGH FOR BFB! [He goes over to a door behind him, opens it, and] Toast: Goes to the bathroom. [goes downstairs] Pule: He has a basement? [to another floor with many strange and advanced devices.] Charity: Which he stole from Tesla. [He goes over to a steel door] Loud: WHY? HE GOT SUPERMAN LOCKED IN THERE? [and opens it. All we see behind it is pitch dark,] Toast: Again, wrong movie. [but he pushes another button and we now see 8 pairs of] Pule: Boxing shorts. [large red eyes. He presses one more button and a hole opens on a roof) Gene: Fly, my not so pretty pretties.] Pule: Wizard of Oz is going to sue him for that. [Fly! (He pulls out a remote labeled] Loud: GO TO HECK, GENE! ["Cloaking Device" and pushes the button on it in the eyes direction, now we don't see any eyes anymore.] Charity: Unless someone pokes them out. [We do hear the sounds of something metal flying off,] Toast: Pokemon Stadium? [an ominous sound.) (Cut back to] Toast: The Tigers-Cubs game. [the area, with another caption reading that] Charity: This movie is getting stupid. [it's 12:20 PM. A ringing sound is heard] Toast: Dude, like we don't know who that is. [and Loud pulls out the cell phone) Miss Info: I'll take this call. (Loud gives her the phone)] Pule: Oh yeah, Loud. Give her the chance to be insulted by Gene, why don't ya? Loud: SHE ASKED! [Loud: Be prepared,] Charity: Another Disney reference? [he's probably set up another trap.] Loud: NO KIDDING! [Miss Info: Hello Gene. Gene: Hello] Pule: Clarice. [Miss Info, I just wanted to let you know that] Loud: I HAD JOINED THE NAVY! All: (singing) In the navy! Charity: And you'll sail the seven seas! All: (singing) In the navy! Pule: And, uh, I forgot the rest of the song! Everyone else: Rats! Toast: Well, back to the movie I supposed. Everyone else: (disappointed) Yeah. [there will be no more] Charity: Scream movies. [traps for the rest of your journey, I think I've distracted you long enough.] Loud: YEAH RIGHT! Toast: Like you are like lying. Charity: Yep. Pule: Bingo. [Loud: THAT'S THE FIRST GOOD NEWS WE'VE EVER HEARD FROM YOU.] Pule: Not really. [Gene: But that doesn't mean] Charity: There is going to be another Freddy Krueger movie. [I haven't set up traps anywhere else. Miss Info: What does that mean?] Pule: That: The opposite of this. [Gene: Well since there's nothing you can do about it, I'll tell you.] Pule: But I won't! Ha ha ha! [I've sent an army of,] Loud: EXTRAS NO ONE CARES ABOUT! [shall we say,] Loud: STUPID? [special devices to take care of you friends back in Burbank, if you know what I mean.] Toast: Not really. [Miss Info: What?!] Pule: He said... Charity: Enough with the deaf joke, Pule. Loud: YEAH! [Why?! Gene: They're trying to spoil my plans] Toast: (as Napoleon) to take over the world! Mine mine! (Pretends to be hurt) The pain, boss. The pain. [by building a counter device to my own, so I have to stop them,] Pule: Or they will dock my pay. [I didn't come this close to be stopped now. Loud: DON'T YOU DARE HURT THEM!] Loud: INCLUDING CHARITY! (Charity blushes) [Gene: I don't intend to hurt them at all,] Pule: (as Gene) I just want to kill them. Everyone else: (angrily) Pule! Pule: What?! [I just want to destroy their device before they ruin my plans. But if I have to hurt them to do that,] Charity: Like he ever cares. [well, that doesn't bother me one way or the other.] Pule: I am going to find you. I going to get you, get you, get you get you. [Miss Info: How can you be so cruel? Gene: How?!] Loud: HERE COMES THE INSULT! CHARITY, HOLD ME SO I WON'T LASH AT THE SCREEN! Charity: Okay. (She holds Loud) [Because of you two, that's why. You drove me to] Toast: Pizza Hut. [the breaking point and made me to be this way, it's your fault, it's your fault for everything. Loud: OKAY, THAT'S IT!!] Toast: You're asking for a butt-whooping, pal. [I WANT ANSWERS!!] Pule: (as Loud) but first, I need questions. [I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU HAVE] Charity: A bomb? [AGAINST US, IT CAN'T JUST BE BECAUSE WE'RE ANNOYING,] Loud: AND I WAS RIGHT! CHIT ON THE OTHER HAND... [WHAT DID WE DO TO YOU??!!] Toast: Besides the obvious. [WE DIDN'T EVEN KNOW YOU EXISTED TILL TODAY! WHAT DID WE EVER DO TO YOU?!!!!! (Gene reels from the sound)] Toast: Score one for Loud. Loud: I REALLY NAIL HIM THAT TIME! [Gene: Maybe I'll tell you] Pule: But I won't! [if you turn the volume,] Charity: On the radio. [boy! Very well, I'll tell you. I don't want to tell you just before] Loud: HARRY POTTER AND THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS COMES OUT TO THEATERS! [my plans unfold and be like those Bond] Charity: Hello, 007. [and Bond like villains] Pule: (as Dr. Evil) so cut me some stinking slack! [who always talk] Toast: And talk, and talk, and talk! Geez! [before doing their duty.] Pule: Going to the bathroom? [(Dissolve in flashback mode to the Science building at Long Beach)] Loud: YOU ARE LOOKING LIVE AT SOLD OUT LONG BEACH! [Gene: (V.O) As you probably know,] Toast: (as Gene) I am a bigger jerk back then. [I worked for a science organization in Long Beach. In early February of this year, I planned to develop a potion.] Toast: Dude all this because of a potion? Loud: JUST WATCH AND SEE! [It was an appearance changing potion. Since people everywhere are obsessed with looking good,] Loud: NO KIDDING! (He holds Charity's hand. She giggles and tries to push him away. He however proceeds in kissing her. She kisses him right back. Note from me: Boy! I am getting into this Loud/Charity romance!) [I decided to step in and stop them from emptying their wallets] Pule: On Backstreet Boys records. [to do so. When people drink it,] Toast: They will get drunk, dude. [it would travel through brain waves and find out what the drinker wants to really look like.] Charity: I wanted to look like Cindy Crawford. Didn't happen. Loud: THOUGH YOU DON'T HAVE TO! YOU ALWAYS LOOK BEAUTIFUL TO ME! (Charity blushes) Charity: Thanks. [Then, instantly or in a day or two,] Pule: Soup's done! [it would change his or her appearance to exactly the look that or she] Loud: NEVER WANTED! [always wanted. It would have changed millions of people's lives.] Toast: But it was short on supply. [Loud: BUT IT DIDN'T] Pule: Worked. [APPARENTLY. HOW DID WE FIT IN?] Charity: These pants. [Gene: That started on February 6'th, the day before] Loud: THE SEVENETH! [I was to present my potion to every important government official in Long Beach,] Charity: And Bill Clinton. [including the mayor.] Pule: Of Townsville? [I hadn't yet finished it, I wanted to make working calculations before I made the potion itself, and it wasn't going well.] Toast: Like no kidding. [It would get worse.] Charity: So would this movie. [(Cut back to the Science building at night. A car comes up and Gene gets out) Gene: Ah, it's almost 7.] Pule: Time to put your kids to bed. [I still have about 2 hours to finish my calculations and then complete the formula for its presentation tomorrow.] Toast: Then I would get the graham crackers, marshmallows, and chocolate. I am going to make snores! [I would have taken my stuff home with me, but] Loud: I DIDN'T THINK TO! [I have lots of important equipment that I can't take the chance of damaging by carrying it home or in a bag. Let's hope] Loud: BOB HOPE DOESN'T SHOW UP! [that statement turns out to be pointless. (Gene comes in his office and notices the TV is on)] Pule: (as Gene) I wonder if the TV is on. [Gene: (Noticing the TV) Hey, why's the TV on?] Toast: (as Bullwinkle) I don't know, Rocky. [(He now sees the on off button on the TV is gone)] Charity: Let's see...Gene arrives at 7. So that means that the mice must have done the damage before he arrives. Loud: NO KIDDING! [Wait a minute, the on off button's gone! Gasp!] Pule: He stole my purse! [And so's the volume control and channel changer!] Toast: It is called a switch, doopus. [So without those three buttons,] Loud: I DON'T DO DUD! [this TV will remain on to this channel with no way of turning the volume down or changing the channel! And this TV just had to be on of our news ones without a plug!] Toast: $49.99, plus without tax. Operators are sitting by. [It would be bad if I didn't have a remote control. (He sees the remote is gone too)] Charity: Don't wish that, Gene. [Gene: Now it is bad!] Loud: WHEN DID YOU FIGURED THAT OUT?! [Wait a minute, why am I worrying? At least Histeria's not on, and as long as it's not, it shouldn't distract me from my job. Announcer: Ladies and gentleman,] Pule: Lick me. [our regularly seen WB programming won't be seen tonight] Toast: Due to the fact that Kellner is a jerk. [so we can bring you from 7 to 8 a 1 hour Histeria marathon! Gene: Then again. (He screams)] Pule: He took my purse! Charity: You already did that joke. Pule: Oh. [Miss Info: Wait a minute, I remember that day,] Toast: Dude, how did Miss Info get there? Charity: She is probably doing a voice-over. Loud: WORD UP! [that was when Sammy] Loud: EXPLODED! [tried to get everyone fired up for our sweeps episode by showing previous ones for a hour.] Loud: SO IN OTHER WORDS, THIS IS ALL SAMMY'S FAULT! Toast: Dude, Gene should have blamed him instead. Pule: No kidding. [However it was only carried in local areas.] Pule: Like Detroit for one. [Gene: Thanks for that pointless statement, dunce. Let me get back to the story. I tried to get to work, but your utter annoyance bothered me so. (Back at Gene's office, we now see that the volume on the TV is full blast.] Toast: With an atomic bomb. [Gene notices this now and just then, we see the Renaissance Man sketch of the Renaissance episode beginning, starting with] Charity: The Three Little Bops Plus One. [Loud yelling in DaVinci's ear)] Loud: (as Leonardo) MAMA MIA! FOR A LITTLE BOY, YOU SURE HAVE A BIG VOICE! [Gene: OW!! My ears! What's going on?] Pule: Loud just yelled. [Now it's on full blast and the remote's nowhere to be found, what could be (he's interrupted by] Charity: Bob Dole. [Loud yelling again) worse?] Loud: HE SHOULDN'T SAY THAT! [Now how will I get work done? I can't break the TV since I stand to lose lots of money] Toast: Including my shirt. [on a fine, I can't carry my equipment home or I know I'll break something important,] Toast: It isn't that important. [and there's no one else in this building] Pule: Who are stupid enough to be in this movie. [to help me!] Charity: Like he wanted it. [I'll just have to bear] Charity: Bear? Where? [I guess, it's the price of genius.] Pule: $999, plus tax. [(Now cut to later in the episode] Loud: WITH DON KING! [with the sketch on nude paintings.] Pule: (excited) Oh right! Woohoo! Charity: Pule! Don't even think about it! Pule: Who care?! This is the first excited thing to come out of this movie! Loud: IF YOU DON'T STOP IT, I WILL SCREAM UNTIL YOU ARE DEAF! Pule: Meanie. [We now hear the part where Miss Info states that a fresca is a Renaissance soda pop)] Toast: It is? [Gene: (Growling at hearing this part) This was very distracting before,] Loud: NOW IT IS WORSE! [now at high volume and while I'm trying to get something big finished, it's even worse!!] Charity: So is this movie. [I can barely concentrate! (Pause) Yes!] Loud: THE PACKERS WON THE SUPER BOWL! Charity: Here we go again... [At last, I think we've got something,] Toast: (as Gene) Aww, forget it. It is just strawberries. [calculations that can work! All I need to do] Pule: Is die. [is write them down to double] Charity: The fries. [check them, and if it's accurate, all systems are go] Toast: (as Captain Kirk) Light...speed...now. [for the actual making of] Loud: STAR WARS EPISODE II! [the potion! (Cut now to the next episode which is the Civil War: Part 1. The sketch airing is the sketch parodying Seinfeld with Lincoln, Pinkerton, and George McCellhan)] Loud: BUT WHAT ABOUT AIRLINE FOOD? Charity: What about them? Loud: WHAT IS UP WITH THAT? Everyone: (moans) Toast: Shame on you, Loud. [Gene: (Growling) I'm this close to] Charity: Committing suicide. [finishing my blueprints for making the formula, now this! I never liked] Pule: Barney. [Seinfeld and a parody of it doesn't help me!] Pule: Since when it ever does? [I'm this close to a breakthrough] Loud: PRISON! [and I've barely been able to keep my temper over this show!!] Toast: Dude, where is he going to put his temper? [What's next?!] Pule: Another episode of Histeria? [(He sees that the Abe-Feld sketch is] Charity: Not over. [over and then he realizes what's next) No, no, not that!] Loud: NOT THE WHATEVER YOU CALL IT SHOW! [Anything but that!!! Not the Gettysburg address sketch,] Toast: Dude, doesn't he know Lincoln use that to honor the men who died in Gettysburg in the Civil War? Charity: He meant that Loud yells in that one. Loud: BUT IT WAS MY FAVORITE ONE! AT LEAST I ANNOYED MORE THAN JUST ABE! Pule: But did you have to annoy Charity too? Loud: NOT ON PURPOSE! I HAPPENED TO BE IN LOVE WITH HER! Charity: If so, why didn't you tell me early? Loud: WELL, I JUST HAVE A CRUSH. THAT'S ALL! CRUSH IS SOMETIMES KNOWN TO GO AWAY. Toast: Well, not this time! [NO!!!!] Pule: He thinks he's that author guy who screams when Fetch ate his homework? Loud: FETCH TOLD ME ABOUT THAT! THAT WAS FUNNY! [WHERE'S THAT REMOTE???!!!! (Gene looks all over for the remote. He looks in an empty mouse hole and pulls it out, looking happy, but then sees] Charity: Norm MacDonald. [all the buttons are gone. He screams) Gene: The remote is ruined, I can't change the channel or turn down the volume, I'm doomed!!] Toast: Dude, it's his fault! Pule: Why did you say that? Toast: Well, if he risked carrying his equipment home, he would have avoided the whole mess. Charity: If he didn't go insane over that, he would have gone insane sooner. He is a time bomb waiting to go off. Loud: DITTO TO THAT! [(Now we see why, the sketch is the Gettysburg address sketch with Loud yelling at Lincoln.) Loud: HEY ABE! [Gene does his best to get his work done, but the look on his face gets angrier every time] Pule: He breaks his pencil. [Loud yells, and his eyes are twitching) Gene: I. Can't. Take this anymore!!!!] Pule: Take his work home? [(He sobs)] Toast: Oh, how I love to see a villain cry. [I can't get this done, I just can't concentrate, he's so] Charity: Cute. [annoying. That's it.] Pule: Into the hot tub? [$3,000 fine or no $3,000 fine, this TV's history!! (He goes near the TV. We see on there the near end of] Charity: Our story. [the sketch with Loud yelling "HEY ABE!!!!"] Loud: THIS AUTHOR IS PSYCHIC! I JUST SAY THAT A FEW SECONDS AGO! [Unfortunately Gene's so close to the TV he nearly gets blown] Pule: Up. [away by the sound. This is all he can take, as Gene smashes the TV to tiny pieces) Gene: Thank goodness, now to conclude the writing. (He looks at his paper and gasps)] Toast: (as Gene) This isn't my paper! [Oh no, that sketch was so distracting,] Loud: I JUST HAD A NEW LOOK AT LIFE! [I can't remember the last part of the] Charity: Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy. [formula! Now I don't know if the currentficiant] Pule: What? Loud: MADE-UP WORD. [value should be sined or cosined!] Toast: Dude, he is going to Heck if he does both. [(Refer to the PaTB short "That Smarts"] Pule: Did Brain hurt Pinky in that one? Charity: Yep. [to understand what it means) If I pick the wrong one, something bad will happen.] Toast: Dude something bad always something to science. [Arrgh, I have to guess which one! Um, um, cosined, yeah that should be it!] Loud: WRONG! [Now, to make the potion. Gene: (Back in the present) The next day] Toast: Bombs go off all over Brooklyn. [I presented my formula to the governmental big wigs,] Loud: GEORGE WASHINGTON? [and disaster struck. (Dissolve while he's talking to a large room. Two rows of seats are at the left and right of the room, with obvious government officials] Pule: Who aren't even important. [sitting in them. Gene is standing in the middle of the room. One of the officials walks over toward him)] Loud: AND POKE HIM IN THE EYES! [Man: Order! This presentation will now come to order.] Toast: I will have a burger, some fries, and a shake, dude. [Dr. Gene Burrows,] Pule: We aren't hiring. [on behalf of I,] Charity: Where's the other half? [the Mayor of Long beach you may start your demonstration. Gene: Thanks. Ladies and gentleman,] Loud: I AM AN EVIL MAN WHO WILL DESTROY YOUR LIFES! [members of our government,] Toast: And our group of illegal aliens. [today you will be witnesses to the] Charity: O. J. Simpson trial. [debut of a life changing product! There are millions of people in the world who will do anything to look good,] Loud: EVEN DO WHAT THAT WOMAN DID IN "THE LEECH WOMAN". [but all they'll need to do is buy this. (He holds up the cup) After drinking this,] Toast: They will get drunk, dude. [all someone needs to do is think really hard of an image of] Pule: Leonardo DiCaprio. [what they want to look like, and it will read their mind] Pule: Like Prof. X of the X-Men. [and instantly] Toast: Kills them. [turn them into that image! To show you what I mean,] Charity: I will do a bear dance for you. [I've brought a volunteer here with me to show you. (Ralph the guard walks into the room near Gene)] Loud: HA! RALPH, THAT FAT GUARD FROM ANIMANIACS?! HE WILL PROBABLY MESS THIS UP! [Gene: This is a obese guard at the Warner Brothers lot.] Toast: Who never caught the Warner Brothers and Sister. [When he drinks out of this cup, he will turn into] Pule: Jon Stewart. [this! (He holds up a picture of] Loud: (as government official) AH, IT'S CRAP! IT'S JUST A PICTURE OF YOUR MOM! [a much thinner Ralph) All he has to do is concentrate on this image, and he will be turned into it!] Toast: He is going to turn into a picture? [(To Ralph, whispering) Okay, I know you're not good at thinking,] Charity: No kidding. [but you have to think hard about this image of you, and the drink will make you look exactly like it. Ralph: Dah,] Pule: (as Ralph) Where is my cookie? [I don't want to look like that, what will my Squeezies say?] Charity: Who's that? His wife? [Gene: (Low) Do it, or you won't get a Twinkle Bun as payment for this.] Pule: All this so he'll get fatter again? Gene is nuts! Loud: NO KIDDING! [Ralph: Okay! (He takes the cup, thinks hard, at least for him, at the drawing, and drinks the potion. A few seconds later,] Pule: In post-war Vietnam. [he hiccups. Then he goes through the usual series of] Charity: Bob Hope's specials. [wild takes. Gene looks happy, anticipating that the change will happen...but then he suddenly inflates like a balloon and is fatter.] Loud: GENE? Charity: No, just the stupid guard. [He then gets fatter still, and fatter still. The audience begins to panic.] Toast: (as government official) Ted Kennedy is coming! Run! [And so does Gene for that matter) Gene: NO!! What's going on, why is this not working?! (Realizes) Oh no,] Pule: (as Gene) I am in the wrong movie! [the currentficiant value should have been sined!] Toast: Against nature. [Now that's it cosined, the direct opposite of what I expected is happening, it's making him fatter instead of thinner!] Charity: Like "Weird Al" Yankovic. [Mayor: Thanks for sharing that,] Pule: His toys? [now maybe you have something to fix this!!] Toast: The roof? [Gene: Hold on, I'll be right back. (Dissolve to an hour later.] Loud: IN PRE-WAR JAPAN! [Ralph's now so big] Loud: HE KILLED EVERYONE! [he's filled up the entire room. The government people are outside near the door, which may be about to burst.] Pule: Why can't they just pop him? [Gene then runs into view) Gene: There, now this sined potion should bring him back to] Charity: Heck. [normal. Everyone: DON'T TALK,] All: In fact, don't talk at all! [JUST GO!! (Gene opens the door and climbs Ralph all the way to his large head) Ralph: Hi there Mr. Burrows!] Loud: (as Gene) IT IS DR. BURROWS! [Gosh what a view up here! Gene: Shut up and drink this. And please think hard of what you looked like before this happened] Charity: Didn't they already did that? [so I can have some dignity left, pretty please?] Pule: With a cherry on top. [Ralph: Dah, okay!] Toast: You know, Gene should have blamed him. He always messes things up. Pule: No kidding. [(He gently takes the cup] Charity: The Golly Fat Giant. [and tosses the whole thing in his large mouth. After a few seconds, he hiccups, and instantly] Loud: BLOW UP! THE END! [turns back into his old self. But Gene and him are above ground now, and they fall.)] All: (laughs) [Ralph: That was fun! Can I have my Twinkle Bun now? Gene: Here, take your stupid donut and get out of my sight! (He gives him a donut and he walks away)] Toast: Gene or Ralph? [Ralph: (While walking) Dah, a Twinkle Bun, is a Twinkle Bun, is a Twinkle Bun.] Charity: Great. That is a song I can hear all day. Thank you movie! [Mayor: (To Gene) I suggest you follow your own order] Pule: Have a Twinkle Bun? [and leave, you have embarrassed and humiliated us all today! Gene: I swear,] Toast: He shouldn't. Swearing is bad. [this wasn't supposed to happen, let me explain!] All: No! [Mayor: No explanation in the world could make up for what we've suffered today! We feared for our lives because of you!] Loud: THEY ARE AFRAID HE WOULD MAKE THEM FATTER? [Get out of here!! (Back in the present) Gene: And then guess what happened?] Pule: You realized what a jerk you are? [I was then fired from the Science organization! My formula failed, my job was lost, and my life was ruined because of you!!] Loud: (trying not to freak out) must be calm, must be calm, must be calm... [Does that answer your questions why I'm doing this?!] Toast: No. [Loud: WAIT A MINUTE, FROM WHAT YOU SAID, MY YELLING SEEMED TO BE THE THING THAT DISTRACTED YOU,] Pule: I thought it was the TV. [SO WHY WAS MISS INFO INVOLVED IN THIS?! Gene: She's equally as annoying as you,] Loud: NOT TRUE! HOW ABOUT CHIT? [that's why! I didn't want to stand by] Toast: Anywhere, dude. [and let her go unpunished for her role in] Loud: CASABLANCA! [this! But to this day,] Charity: Jon Stewart runs the Daily Show. [I still haven't found out why the TV was] Toast: In the repair shop. [on the fritz. Miss Info: (To Loud) Wait a minute,] Toast: Didn't we already say that? [those events with the TV perfectly fits in] Pule: In a box. [to that story with those mice in the sewer. Loud: You're right,] Pule: Pilgrim. [it was those mice that made the TV like that and caused all this!] Loud: NO KIDDING! [(On the phone) Listen Gene,] Loud: GO TO HECK! [you may get a laugh out of this,] Toast: But Carrot Top is getting his own TV show. [you know that TV,] Charity: It is a different model. [two of your genetically altered mice caused all that to happen, why don't you blame them?] Pule: Yeah! [Gene: I don't care!!] Charity: For much of anything. [Mice or no mice,] Loud: THAT IS THE QUESTION! [it's still your fault! It wasn't the mice that yelled in my ear] Toast: Unless they hum very loudly. [and caused me to] Toast: Go to the bathroom. [forget the last part of my formula, it was you two!! Since then] Pule: I was an idiot in a bad movie. [for 8 months I've been spending every] Charity: Dime. [moment building all these devices and traps, and I'm not going to] Loud: WISCONSIN! [let the effort be for naught!] Pule: Who's naught? [You ruined my life!! Now I'm going to destroy yours!! You are going to suffer for this, do you understand me? (Pause) I SAID DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?!!!!!] Toast: First of all dude, we heard you and we don't care, dude. Loud: AND SECOND, I AM THE ONLY ONE WHO YELLS AROUND HERE! Pule: And third...shut up! [Miss Info: We understand,] Pule: Not really. [but you're still going to lose.] Pule: So there. (Sticks his tongue out at Gene) [Gene: Well, strong words from two people who are in a deserted area while in a matter of minutes,] Loud: THE WORLD BLOWS UP! [my devices are going to destroy your last hope.] Toast: From Star Wars? [Maybe I will harm your friends a little... but there's a good chance] Charity: Kenny McCormick will die again. [you won't be around to find out if I did. (He hangs up. Loud and Miss Info look at each other nervously,] Toast: (as Woody Allen) He just say June, man. [then move out] Loud: MOVING DAY ALREADY? [faster than they came) (Cut now to] Toast: Survivor already in progress. [the outside of the KWB show building. We hear something metal land on the ground,] Pule Who? Steel? [though we see nothing.] Charity: Maybe the author forgot to add in a scene. Toast: He is like Bugs Bunny tormenting Daffy Duck. [We now see the P.O.V. of some sort of robot,] Toast: Cy-Borg? Pule: Cyclops? [since the view is red and there are numbers and calculations seen everywhere. Whatever it is,] Charity: It is now gone. [it walks up to the front door) (Cut to inside as the secretary from earlier is] Loud: NOW TAKING HER PILLS! [reading a book] Pule: Called "Me, Myself, and Irene." [at her desk. Suddenly, a hole is punched through] Charity: Paper. [the front door and it is thrown away, from what we can't see.] Toast: I got a blanket on my eyes! [All we hear is something metal walking, and whatever it is is now heard] Loud: SAYING WHAT A CRAPPY MOVIE THIS IS! [walking up the stairs next to the escalator.] Pule: Escalator? In a KWB shows building? Toast: Dude, you don't know what those guys at the WB can do. [The secretary doesn't look one bit shocked) Secretary: Hmm, when you work at a building with crazy cartoon characters in it,] Charity: Like Screwy Squirrel. [you learn to get used to anything. (She goes back to reading her book) (At the meeting room,] Toast: Of Giants stadium. [the console is now entirely finished.)] Pule: And the console is what again? [Harry: Well, from what you've told me,] Charity: It looks like a useless Virtual Boy. [it looks like we're in good shape.] Loud: THEY WENT IN EXERCISE? [Cho-Cho: So all we need to is] Loud: TRY TO STOP THOSE ROBO-SPIDERS! [press a few buttons and Gene's plans will be foiled? That sounds easy.] All: Not! [Lucky Bob: You are correct sir.] Pule: (as Lucky Bob) Hiyo! [Harry: Yes, but I think we should be careful, just in case.] Toast: Oh yeah, thanks Napoleon! [In a day like this anything can happen.] Toast: Barbara Bush should show up. [Sammy: Don't be so doubtful, we did a great job here,] Charity: Sammy and Chit on the other hand... [let's not spoil it by being depressing.] Charity: That's my job. Loud: THAT'S WHAT I LIKE ABOUT YOU, CHARITY! Charity: What? Loud: YOU ARE CUTE AND GOOD TO BE AROUND AT THE SAME TIME. (You guess the drill) [(Fade to the Histeria hallway.] Toast: Of Michael Jackson. [The metal sounds are heard. We see two separate pictures of] Pule: Sonny and Cher. [Loud and Miss Info, and just then something punches through both] Loud: HEY! I WORKED HARD FOR THAT PICTURE! [and destroys them.] Charity: You wish. [As we see the destroyed pictures, we also see a bright green light nearby.] Loud: GREEN LIGHT! [Then the lights in the hall are turned off)] Toast: Kids in the Hall makes a comeback. [Father Time: (Hearing the noise) Hey, what was that? Chit: That's probably the remains of another Pokemon match,] Pule: Pikachu vs. Meowth. [I never could understand] Loud: MUCH OF ANYTHING. [why the WB's so fond of that show.] Charity: Maybe because it gives them money. Toast: Or they like the game. Pule: Isn't Pokemon made by Nintendo? Toast: You mean all this time we were being pushed out by the Mario Bros? Charity: Not that I can think of. [(Just then, behind the cast, the door is slightly opened.] Pule: Dr. Scratchansniff comes in and say what are you guys doing in here? [In a chilling moment,] Pule: (as Mr. Freeze) Freeze. [a pointed mechanical arm comes out and lightly turns off the nearby light switch. Now it is pitch dark)] Charity: Wrong movie again. [W.O.W: Hey, what's, what's going on? Aka: Okay, now this is the reason to be] Loud: ANNOYED! [worried. (The door opens and we hear those metal sounds again. The cast looks terrified] Charity: No really. We are. [as they don't know what's going)] All: We do now! [Sammy: This is highly unnatural.] Pule: So is this movie. [Harry: What's going on? Sammy: If I knew, I'd tell you, but I don't. Something's in here though.] Toast: When did Sammy figure that out? [(Just then, a light is turned back on. Sammy now finds himself] Loud: NAKED! All: (laughs) [face to face with] Pule: Jamie Kellner? Toast: Mr. Plotz? Charity: The real Christopher Walken? Loud: HIM? [two large red eyes) AAAHHH! (We now finally see what see these things are: they are mechanical spiders.] Toast: I thought spiders have six eyes. [They're not that tall,] Loud: (as Carnie barker) YOU MUST BE THIS TALL TO RIDE THIS RIDE! [about 5-6 feet, but are still very imposing) Sammy: (Scared)] Pule: (as Sammy) Mommy! [Okay, now I know. Harry, there are robot spiders in here.] Charity: No kidding. [Harry: Gasp! Spider bots! Gene was talking about] Toast: "Hollywood" Hulk Hogan. [building those before I went on vacation. He always liked spiders.] Loud: SO HE MUST BE A FAN OF SPIDER-MAN! [Sammy: Oh. Now you tell us! (The cast runs away from the spider bots. But the bots make no effort to chase them.] Pule: Since they never do dud at all. [Instead they come near the console) Tesla: This is unusual,] Loud: (as Tesla) I DON'T SEEM TO BE TALKING RIGHT NOW! Pule: Didn't we already did that joke? Loud: THAT IS MANY JOKES AGO! [why aren't they trying to kill us? And for that matter,] Charity: Do we even care? [why didn't I think of building something like those spiders?] Toast: Maybe because you are an idiot? [Harry: Oh my,] Pule: Spiders, snakes, and Gene. All: Oh my! [they don't want to get you,] Loud: THEY WANT TO KILL YOU! RUN! [Gene must have sent them to destroy the console! Toast: Cha, that was fairly obvious.] Toast: Score another one for yours truly. [Harry: We've got to get them away from there, there's only one thing to do.] Pule: Scream like heck and died. [We have to get them to chase you. Aka: Um, wouldn't that almost be suicide? Harry: There's no other way!] Charity: But the highway. [Father Time: But how do we set them off?] Pule: He thinks they are time bombs? [Sammy: I think I have an idea.] Pule: *Gasp!* Sammy has an idea! Loud: IT IS A MIRACLE! [(To Tesla) And you my eccentric friend will] Loud: GO AWAY! [provide the carrying out of it. All you need to do is (whispers in Tesla's ear) Tesla: You can't be serious.] Toast: Sammy never is. [Sammy: Normally I'm not,] Toast: I was right. [but today] Loud: ONLY YOU CAN GET THIS WHEEL WITH ANY PURCHASE OF A PUSH-CART FOR THE NEW STONE AGE! All: (singing) Talk to Loud, talk to Loud, talk to Loud. Loud: COME ON DOWN! AND IF YOUR NOT HAPPY, MY DOG FETCH WILL EAT STUFF FROM THE TOILET! Pule: (as Fetch) Say what?! [would be hardly be considered normal. (Tesla goes over to the console. One spider bot raises it's arm and tentacle and stomps a part of] Toast: Ben Stein's Head. [the control console. Tesla kicks it, runs,] Charity: And immediately dies. The End. Loud: NOW YOU'RE DOING IT! Charity: Oh yeah. [and the bot goes after him. He only stops when they're safety away from the console. The bot comes near him.) Tesla: Hello.] Toast: Goodbye. [I'm...shudder...Christopher Walken. (After a one second pause, the bot explodes)] Pule: Who will want to be Christopher Walken? Toast: Anyone who wishes to die. [Sammy: Ha, what'd I tell you?] Charity: Nothing. [That bot thought that he was Walken,] Loud: THE BOT THINKS IT IS WALKEN? [and it got so scared that it exploded! (The other bots break away from the console and come near the cast) Froggo: Well, you succeeded in getting them away from there, now what? Sammy: There's only one thing to do. Run away!] Toast: Best advice Sammy said all day. [(They do that. But one bot stays behind and goes back near the console. Charity notices this and follows it.] Loud: CHARITY! DON'T! Charity: Loud, I'm right here. Loud: (embarrassed) Oops. Sorry, I got caught up in the movie. Charity: That's okay. (Guess what they did.) [The bot is about to destroy another part of the control panel, but before it's leg comes down, Charity stands right in the way. It stops just before it hits her)] Loud: PHEW! [Charity: Dr. Burrows,] Pule: Lick me! [I know you can hear and see this] Toast: (as Gene) What? Who is that? I can't see! Where's my soup?! [via this robot, and you should know that I'm not moving away from] Charity: Burbank. [here, since I know you can't destroy this if I keep standing in the way, and you can't bring yourself to kill a little kid,] Pule: Then why he is trying to kill Loud? [or at least one who you don't hold a grudge with.] Toast: He does now. Loud: WHAT A NUT! [(Cut to Gene who's watching this) Gene: Drat, she's right! Well, let's see if] Toast: South Park is on. [she's someone of her word. (The bot's leg moves to the right, but Charity get there before] Charity: Armageddon strikes. [the leg comes down. It then try to strike at the side of the console, but she gets there again. Finally the leg shoves her away] Loud: HEY! YOU NO GOOD CREEP! I OUGHTA KILL YOU! Charity: Loud... Loud: Oops. Sorry. [and before she gets back, it goes through the steel wall.] Toast: Dude, what is the use of destroying a steel wall? [Desperately, Charity notices a part of a leg of] Pule: Robin Williams. [the previous bot. She grabs it, runs toward the bot, and drives the leg through it's stomach.] Toast: (as spider) Aaah! She drove a leg through me! Cancel the plan! [It staggers and falls to the floor) Charity: Hmm, if I could think of a dramatic catch line] Charity: It would be "I love Loud." [to say like they do in movies,] Loud: WHICH SHE ALREADY IS! [I'd say it, but since I can't, I'll go help the others. (At another part of the room, Nostradamus opens a door labeled] Pule: Weapons in here, stupid. ["Props" picks up something we can't see,] Toast: The lights are all turned off again. [and goes up to a bot holding something behind his back. The bot tries to hit him with it's leg) Nostradamus: Hold on there, Mr. Spider Bot, before you try to hurt me] Pule: Please hurt Chit first. [you should first let me read your future.] Loud: SHUT UP! [(The bot swings at him again)] Charity: And also struck out. [Well too bad, I am reading it away. Okay, I predicate that] Toast: Don King will become famous? Pule: Star Wars III is coming earlier? Charity: Osama Bin Laden is caught? Loud: THE WORLD IS SAVED? [you are...going to be hit with a great big mallet!] Pule: Gallagher is going to show up? [(The bot swings again, then Nostradamus pulls out a fairly large mallet] Loud: WHICH IS TOO LARGE TO HOLD, MIND YOU! [from his back, swings it] Loud: (as Austin) BABY, YEAH! [and hits the bot's head.] Charity: Like the Gallagher brothers. [It's head is now nearly decapitated,] Charity: That gotcha hurt. Pule: What do you mean? It did hurt. [and the bot itself falls down) Nostradamus: I was right!] Toast: Shut Up, dude! [That was a pretty silly way to defeat that thing,] Charity: (as Nostradamus) And so forth. Shut Up! [but I'll take it.] Pule: (as Salesman) do you want me to wrap it up for ya? [(Nearby, a bot closes in on Sammy. He is now behind] Charity: Mike Tyson. [a pile of remains of another bot. Noticing this, he picks up one of it's pointed legs) Sammy: All right Mr. bot,] Pule: Let's Get It On! Toast: (make bell noises) [let's leg fight. (Sammy swings at it, but the bot's front right leg blocks Sammy's. They duel for a few moments, but the bot clearly has the upper hand] Charity: Or leg in it case. [and Sammy can barely lift the giant leg) Sammy: Phew, now that I think of it,] Loud: (as Sammy) I SHOULD GET OUT OF THIS MOVIE! [what am I doing?] Loud: BEING AN IDIOT! [I'm no fighter.] Toast: I'm a lover. [(The bot knocks Sammy's robot leg] Toast: Sammy's a robot? [away, then knocks him down on the floor) Case in point. (But just then,] Pule: Jean Claude Van Damme shows up to annoy the cast. [BFB jumps on the bot's head. He farts and the bot] Pule: Threw up. Everyone else: Gross! [nearly staggers from it. But it pushes him away] Charity: Sammy or BFB? [and moves ominously towards him. Sammy notices this and begins to get very angry)] Loud: (as Hulk) SAMMY SMASH! [BFB: Uh oh. Sammy: You get away from that baby this instant, you cold piece of machinery! (The bot mockingly comes closer to him.] Pule: Sammy or BFB? [An enraged Sammy picks the metal leg back up, swings at the bot, but the bot blocks it with its leg again. But Sammy pushes the leg away for a moment and drives the leg through it's neck. He grabs BFB and runs away just as] Toast: Chris Farley broke wind. [the bot explodes) (In another part of the room, a bot is chasing Aka and Pepper] Toast: Hey! Pepper is my girlfriend! Get your own, you hunk of junk! [and is barely behind them) Pepper: Ahhhh!] Loud: PAUL REISER SHOWED UP! RUN! [How do we get away from this thing?] Pule: Run away? [Aka: The same way the other bots were destroyed.] Charity: Act like Christopher Walken? Toast: Get BFB to fart on it? Pule: Whack it with a leg? Loud: EXPLODE? [You'll need to provide a distraction though. Pepper: I can do that very easily.] Toast: Yeah, she distracts me all the time. [(Aka runs off] Charity: With Froggo. [and Pepper turns to face the bot) Pepper: AHAHAHA!!! IT'S REALLY YOU! OH, CAN I PLEASE HAVE YOUR AUTOGRAPH!?!?! PLEASE!?!?!] Loud: (as spider) LET ME THINK ABOUT IT! NO! [(She holds out her autograph book, but the bot, instead of signing it,] Pule: Since it has no hands. [steps on it leaving a huge hole) Pepper: Hey, you're not the mechanical spider from "Wild Wild West"!] Toast: (as Pepper) Gypola! Charity: You know, you started to sound like her, Toast. Toast: Oh yeah, wonder why? [(The bot quickly corners her at a wall) Guess that means you'll have to] Loud: (as Pepper) KILL ME NOW! [explode now. (The bot's leg comes right at her but she dives] Pule: Into a pool? [and it hits the wall) Unfortunately] Pule: Will Smith shows up. [I don't have the tools to do that.] Toast: Bummer. Loud: WHAT A GYP! Charity: I'm not happy. Pule: WAAAHHHH! [But they do. (Before the bot can hit her again, Aka and Charity come into view holding] Toast: A cat? [another severed metal leg, and drive it through the bot. On the other side, Froggo and Toast come nearby holding another leg, but they instead throw] Pule: Up. [it and it comes down, hitting the bot behind] Charity: In the back. [the head, causing it to fall down and then] Loud: BLOW UP! [blow up)] Loud: I WAS RIGHT! [(Back at the control console,] Loud: OF FOX KIDS! [a bot tries to cause more damage,] Toast: Then usual. [but before it does, Chit comes into view)] Charity: (snickering) Oh? What will Chit try to do? Try to sell it something? [Chit: Hello there, Mr. bot.] Pule: (as spider) Slam off, Chit. [Before you destroy this console, why not first to do it with fabulous breath! Although you probably don't have breath,] Loud: THE SPIDER FROM BEFORE HAS BAD BREATH! PHEW U! [it still wouldn't hurt to try this state of the art toothpaste.] Toast: Yeah right! [(He pulls out a perfume bottle) Charity: Isn't he going to get toothpaste? [and sprays toothpaste] Charity: Oh, that would work. [into the bot's open mouth. Then the bot begins to stagger) Chit: (Staging surprise) Oops, my mistake,] Loud: FINALLY HE ADMITTED IT! HE LOOKS SO STUPID TRYING TO SELL THE SO-CALLED WEAPONS TO THE JAPAN GUY! [turns out that toothpaste was designed to deactivate all your systems and wires] Pule: And who knows what else. [once put into your mouth. I'll have to talk to my manufacturer about this. (Glares at Smarty-pants) Smarty-pants: (Mocking remorse) Oops, heh heh.] Toast: (as Beavis) Shut up, Butthead! [(The bot falls down to the floor, deactivated) (Back nearby, the rest of the cast groups together) Father Time: Is that all of them? W.O.W: Yes,] Charity: Or not. [unless you count those two over there. (We see the last two] Pule: Episodes of Sopranos. [bots surrounding the console) Toast: Dude, we've got to get them away from there!] Loud: THEY DON'T KNOW WHERE THAT BEEN! [Tesla: And how will we do that with no more of those big arms left? Harry: There's only one option left them.] Pule: Scream like heck and died. [You'll have to jump on them and get them with the smaller pieces. Sammy: Sounds very suicidal,] All: Oh, it is. [but we really don't have any more options. (Each of the Histerians run over and get one small piece of] Toast: Jerky? [the deactivated bots, and then run over to the console where] Charity: Mickey Mouse lives. [the bots are wreakling everything. Half of the cast jumps on one bot, the rest on the other,] Loud: AND YOU SHAKE IT ALL ABOUT! [and try to drive their pieces through.] Pule: They are driving cars? [But it doesn't have much luck) Nostradamus: Wait a minute, stop please. This doesn't seem to be working,] Loud: NO KIDDING! [so shouldn't we be aiming at these thingies' weak spots?] Toast: Providing they ever had one, dude. [Smarty-pants: And where would that be, pray tell? Nostradamus: I've got it!] Toast: Not really. [Aim for their heads, when I hit that one with the big mallet it nearly took] Charity: My car keys. [its really scary head off, so... Sammy: Enough talking,] Toast: You are scaring me! [let's just do it!] All: Do the Urkel dance! [(Everyone aims their pieces and drive them through the head of] Loud: DON KING, I HOPE, I HOPE! [the bot they are on. They then get off and we see the bots are staggering and about to fall. At the moment however, the bots put their legs] Pule: In their socks. [on the control panel and make a big hole, then they fall through that hole] Charity: What's the point of doing that? [and land flat on their face. This added impact makes the already damaged heads explode, and their fire from that soon] Loud: CALLS IN SMOKY THE BEAR! Charity: (as Smoky) Only you can prevented forest fires. Toast: Though I wish they lose the cute animals, though. Pule: They are annoying. Charity: And you aren't? Pule: Yeah...hey! [makes the entire console explode, with the remains barely missing the others)] Toast: Like they ever miss them. [Harry: (Shaken) The console, is it destroyed? Tesla: Yes Mr. Norman, it's gone to console heaven.] Pule: If it is used for evil, would it go to console heck? Toast: Don't know. Don't care. [I'm sure it'll fit right in with the destroyed models of my death ray though. Harry: Is they anything left?] Charity: To break. [Charity: Except for the remains, no, it's all gone. Lucky Bob: (Worried) Absolutely.) Pule: Lucky Bob actually is worried? It's a miracle! [Harry: Then there's no way we can] Loud: GET TO SESAME STREET! [stop the marathon on time. It's up to Loud and Miss Info now. (Everyone looks depressed)] Charity: That is usually my job. [Sammy: Okay see, okay one time Randy Beaman heard a knock on his door on Halloween] Loud: IT'S THE TRICK-OR-TREATERS! [and saw someone dressed like Freddy Krueger and he thought it was really him, but his Mom told him] Pule: Stop that! [it was just a grown man dressed like him] Toast: That guy from Tiny Toons? [but she was wrong it really was Freddy Krueger. (Everyone looks at him confused) Aka: What was that for? Sammy: Well excuse me for trying to lighten up the mood.] Charity: And yet another pointless Animaniacs cameo. [(At the deserted area, our twosome are still walking in the middle of nowhere. A caption reads] Loud: WELCOME TO HORROR TOWN! [that it's 3:40 PM. Suddenly Loud sees from far away what looks like a house) Loud: Either that's a mirage,] Toast: Or that is the Gingerbread House from that book I can't remember. [or we made it!] Pule: They made a house? [Miss Info: I see it too, come on! (They run towards] Charity: Run away from this movie! [the house, and they stop in front of it. It appears to be the back of] Toast: Hugh Grant. [the house which they are at) Loud: Hmm, Gene would expect us to come in through here, let's go to the front, though he may expect us to do that, but then...oh forget it,] Loud: ACTUALLY! [let's just go to the front before I get confused! (They walk the house and now we finally get a good look at] Pule: Tony Flattely. [Gene's house.] Charity: Not that we want to. [It's fairly wide, 4 story building,] Pule: Man that is a lot of pages! [and in front of it are two nice looking gardens] Toast: (singing) In the Garden of Eden, baby... Everyone else: Don't you start! Toast: Dude! [to the left and right,] Loud: LEFT RIGHT LEFT! [leaving a straight trail to the door. In front of that is] Loud: A MAILBOX? Charity: A car? Pule: A bomb? Toast: Dude, another garden? [a gate. It is also surrounded by a few trees,] All: George, George, George of the Jungle, strong as he can be. Loud: AAAAAHHHHHH! All: Watch out for that tree. [but for the most part appears to be] Charity: Lame. [isolated, except for a straight road in front of the house)] Pule: He needs a garage if he wants to drive his car in. [Miss Info: (Looking at house)] Loud: (as house) PERVERT! [Well one thing you can say,] Toast: Pathetic. [he certainly has the largest] Charity: (angrily to Pule) Don't you dare! Pule: I wasn't going to say anything! [backyard in the world.] Toast: That and Rick Moranis. [Loud: And the craziest mind in the world too,] Loud: SCORE ANOTHER ONE FOR ME! [let's go in. (They open the front gate and walk towards the door. They do so a bit nervously however, as they seem to be waiting for] Charity: Bruce Willis. [another trap. 20 feet away from the door,] Pule: Again with the feet. [a clicking sound is heard] Toast: Dude, this guy's garden is full of crickets. [as Loud takes a step closer)] Loud: WHY WOULD I WANT WITH ONE OF HIS STEPS? [Loud: UH OH, THAT SOUNDS LIKE ANOTHER TRAP, RUN!!! (They hop one step back, but nothing happens) Miss Info: Wait a minute, it must be one of his] Loud: CRICKETS? ["wait the second time to set the trap" tricks. Run again! (They hop back another step, but still nothing happens)] Toast: Okay, movie. We get it! [Loud: This is strange, maybe he forget to set...] Charity: Up his VCR. [(Before he finishes, two very small steel boxes come out and cover Loud's right foot] Pule: With cement. [and Miss Info's foot respectively) Loud: I was going to say] Charity: Run. [he forget to set a trap, but this proves me wrong. Miss Info: How do we get out of this?] Toast: Movie. [Loud: Try to wiggle your foot out of your shoe, then] Loud: PUT IT BACK IN! [that should give you enough room to get out.] Toast: Of this movie. [(Miss Info from the looks of it is trying to do just that, and after a while, she pulls out her foot] Pule: That must be bloody. [sans shoe from the box, and conveniently pulls her shoe out afterwards. Loud is able to do the same a few seconds later)] Pule: He took out his foot? [Miss Info: Phew, that was actually simple.] Charity: Or not. [(She spoke too soon,] Toast: Dude, she said too soon? [as suddenly a square, steel title jumps out of the] Loud: BOX! [ground below the two. Then the boxes turn into prison bars] Charity: Didn't we already did this scene? [and another bar comes out on top of that. To make a long story short,] All: Too late! [when all is said and done our heroes are in another one of those box like prison cells. Then somewhat dramatically,] Pule: Mel Gibson showed up. Toast: Dude don't insult the Mel. Pule: I was only mocking this movie. I wasn't insulting anyone. [the door opens an |