You don't need a machine to make a rainbow, for rainbows are made of happy thoughts, and dreams, and chocolate unicorns, and gumdrops, and licorice sunsets, and fuzzy gumdrop bears, in Sugar-Covered Chocolate Gumdrop Land.
Master Shake
No way in hell.
All right! The real rainbow! I did it! I brought happiness and joy to us all!
[a rainbow rips Carl's house off its foundation and flings it through the air.]
Master Shake
Wow!
[Awkward silence.]
Well, I gotta go...see ya later.
Look, all I know is that this cord here was plugged into my house, and your house was glowin' like the frickin' sun! So I put two and two together there hey, and decided that you're pissin' me off.
Master Shake
We are truly sorry, Carl, and it will probably never happen again. Can we have our cord back?
No, no there. I'm just gonna keep it there, since it's uh, mine anyways.
[Frylock, Master Shake and Meatwad return home to find Carl tied up with silk, hanging from the ceiling]
What have you done with him?
I just laid a thousand of my eggs inside his esophagus. You know, I need to propagate my species and, he's bein' a baby about it.
You know, we have a cloner.
[Inside Frylock's office, a timer dings]
Master Shake
The brownies!
[Winged monsters, made from a mix of insect and brownie DNA, burst out of Frylock's office]
Master Shake
Run! To the pool!
[Frylock, Master Shake and Meatwad run outside]
Wait, you have a pool? [Brownie monsters swarm the living room] Oh, my God-
[Out in the backyard]
You put a brownie in my cloning device, didn't you?
Master Shake
No! Yes. I don't know. Maybe! Look, that was six weeks ago! I locked the door; let 'em just duke it out.
Meatwad': You didn't lock the door, it was out in the yard...!
[A huge swarm of brownie monsters attacks]
Shake
The real spaghetti got wet when I was boiling it so… it’s in the dryer!
Why didn’t you say so! It's probably dry by now, so let's go get it. [saying as he gets into the dryer] Now remember, I like it spicy!
Shake
Ha ha ha! So stupid!
Hey, wait a second! Why's it spinnin'?
Come on, think about it, Meatwad! It's a dryer, man! Of course it's gonna spin!
Shake, where is my popsicle?
Shake
Please, wait a second...
I require a popsicle every 15 minutes! You obviously did not read the memo!
Shake
This is your memo? (holds up a drawing) I don't even know what this is!
(zaps Shake) You sicken me with your lies.
Shake
I'll make you some right away!
"Make" me some? Please do not insult what little intelligence I have. I need it now.
Shake
Then I'll go to the store! Please sir!
Yes you will. Now what is the magic word, bitch?
Shake
PLEASE, let me go to the store and get popsicles for you! Thank you sire!
That's right. (releases Shake; Shake runs out the door) You better run, boy! And bring back some chocolate syrup, too, or your fate is sealed!
(now a 50 foot meatball, speaking in a deep booming voice) Where are my popsicles?!
Master Shake
(scared) Is that you, God?
(roaring echoing deep voice) Frylock, get away from the pool.
Aw, hell... (moves away from the pool)
(leaps into the air, yelling with the battle cry) CAN OPENER!!!!!!!!!!!
[Frylock realizes that the Plutonians are complete idiots and wants to leave.]
Okay, look, which one of these buttons beams me out of here?
Those buttons are red! You'll destroy us all!
[Frylock pushes a button. Balloons and confetti fall from the ceiling and music plays.]
Whose birthday is it? Someone gets a spanking!
[Frylock pushes another button. Shake appears on the ship.]
Shake
Hey, happy birthday! Hey, who's the lucky boy?
Shake, how did you get in this beam?
Shake
Look, that beam came from space. You don't own space, so stop acting like you do.