Gentlemen! Vegetables have threatened man for generations. I have obtained funds to solve this vegetable nightmare!
I thought that grant was for somewhat to cure diseases, and ….
The grant?! What is that?!
Shut up. Behold! The Rabbot! [The door lifts up and reveals Dr. Weird's monstrous fifty-foot Rabbot]
Now bring me my large French perfume and spray him in the eyes, because that's how it happened to me! [The Rabbot's face is sprayed with a giant bottle of French perfume] Now you feel pretty, don't you? Wa, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! [The Rabbot hops out the door and toward the lab wall] The Rabbot! My creation! [The Rabbot smashes through the lab wall and Steve jumps out from behind his hiding spot behind the desk.]
What has science doooone?
[the Rabbot hops down the street and proceeds to jump on top of Carl's car, effectively destroying it.]
WHAT HAPPENED TO MY FREAKIN' CAR?!
Good morning, Carl. How's it goin'?
Oh yeah, good mornin' to you there, Mr. Food Monster, this is how it's goin'. Look at my frickin' car. It is crushed...to bajesus and back.
Have you gotten any estimates?
Ah, for the love of--I just found it this way.
I just walked out here, for frickin' sake!
Hey Carl, its okay...it's cool man, I'm a detective. Clear the crime scene and let me think...meteors did it! That'll be $20.
Great, we got the Fryman up here.
I have not called for you, Frylock. What are you doing here?
Well, quit hovering. I am the leader!
Man, your car is messed up! How are you going to get to work, Carl?
Frylock, send Carl to work, then we shall solve this mystery and make $20.
I work out of the home. Do not point that fry thing at me.
Quickly, Carl, the ray is upon you. Where do you work?
I done told ya, I work out of the home! Now stop with the Freak Beam!
Send Carl to the home then!
STAY OUT OF MY POOL!! [Frylock beams Carl up and drops him flat on his back on his roof] Ow, my hip!
We shall solve the mystery from Carl's pool!
: OH, NO, DON'T GOT TO MY POOL!!!
[in Carl's pool]
This is a fun pool. I do like splashing.
Yes, playing is for pleasure. We should have a pool. Make us one from the sky. I command it.
[sarcasm] Yeah, yeah, I'll do that.
Seriously, I do command it
I wonder who killed Carl's car.
A car cannot be "killed"! It was murdered by someone who is jealous of Carl's ability to drive. JEALOUSY is the motivation!
How did you get back there?! That's for salespersons only. I want to get back there. Get me back there!
[Meatwad changes shape into a bridge over the sales counter.]
Here. Take the Meat Bridge! It's right here!
[Master Shake smashes a hole in sales counter.]
Fine. Don't take the Meat Bridge.
I have called this meeting to say that downtown is no longer safe.
[Cut to the Rabbot who is still causing havoc in the city]
So, in short, we need to pick some new restaurants and night clubs.
GET OUTTA MY FRICKIN' POOL!
