[Rudy kills Stacy with a laser.]
RRudy
Intruder alert. Intruder alert. She was robbing you. Was she robbing you?
Frylock
Of what?! My virginity?! No, not anymore. I don't think so…
BOBar Owner
[flickering lights on and off] Go home!!!
Frylock
…and I… I'm not a virgin. Uh… I never was. I mean I was. But I… I… Just get the fuck out of here!!!
[After Rudy shoots Carl with lasers]
RRudy
He was robbing you! Was he trying to rob you?!
Frylock
No Rudy! He wasn't tryin' to rob us.
Where is my wal- (points to Master Shake) He took my wallet!
I got the what now? (Rudy shoots Shake with lasers) AAAHH!
Frylock
Shake? [Music is blaring loudly from a well in the Aqua Teen's front yard] Shake, what the..? Yo, Shake!
[music turns off]:
Hello? Is that you, Frylock?
Frylock
What are you doing down there?
I was just going to get some water for the village. But I must have slipped, and I blacked out. [He pokes his head out of the well] Where's the women?
Frylock
Where did this well come from?
Hey, Frylock. Where the 'hell' did we get this 'well?'
Frylock
Meatwad, you watch your mouth.
C'mon. The 'Old-abandoned-well?' F.., read the press release!
Frylock
[Reading off the back of a picture of Shake] 'Man falls down 'Old-abandoned-well.'
Frylock
Meatwad!
There's only a limited number of those, so, uh, put it back when you're done.
Frylock
Oh, I am done.
[There is a beeping noise heard from the well] And, so is my dinner.
Somethin' smells like chili!
Frylock
He's right.
For the first time in his mealy, friggin' little life! Turns out there's an 'old-abandoned-microwave' where I got stuck. With chili, food, couple magazines. So, call channel five, get them broads over here, and tell them about the tragedy of my trappedness. Work in to it, though. Build it up. [He goes back into the well] Hot women only!
[Holding a hose down the well] Turn this ass-monkey on, full blast!
Frylock
Will you quit sayin' ass!
I just ASSed you to do somethin' for me.
Frylock
Meatwad, you watch your mouth.
I said 'ask!' Blast-hole.
(notices the dirtfoot of the couch) Hey, who's this ol' boy?
Oh, that's my roomate, more like 'doom-mate'.
Frylock
That's the legendary dirt monster Dirtfoot.
Oh, don't even look at him.
You're kidding, the Dirtfoot.
Yeah, thanks for not rinsing out your dishes in the sink Dirtfoot, that's really legendary of you.
Frylock
I always thought Dirtfoot was just a hoax.
And he likes to leave his very real, giant sock, draped over the couch like a freakin' Afgahn, so that others may enjoy the serenity, of his 2000 year old footsweat! (He kicks the couch and Dirtfoot growls at him). Let's, ah, move over here. (He leads Frylock and Meatwad to the kitchen). This guy is driving me ape shit.
Frylock
Well, why don't you just evict him? I mean, it's your well isn't it?
Shut up, man. (He covers Frylock's mouth and looks over at Dirtfoot). Um, because he hurts me.
Well, I always heard that Dirtfoot was kind of a...
Here we go. What Meatwad what.
Frylock
Well, legend says that Dirtfoot was...you know, kind of a asshole.
(Runs over to Dirtfoot). You see, I'm not the only one! (But then Dirtfoot gets up ans looks at him angrily). No, don't! (Dirtfoot kicks him in the stomach). It wouldn't be much of a problem except he keeps kicking in the exact same spot.
Frylock
Well, Shake, I've seen him, we got to go.
Okay, but before you go, please, get some chicks? I got receptio down here. (Dirtfoot kicks him of screen and the elevator closes and Frylock smiles). Why must you kick?
Frylock
[Reading a bill from their mailbox] All right, let me see what we got here, hmm, bill … $2,600 … $2,600! What the … ! [Meatwad slams the front door and locks it] Hey! Hey, open the dam door!
[Meatwad is using the hair dryer] What?
Frylock
Open the damn door man!
Frylock
Open the door!
Frylock
Will you open the door!
Oh, okay. [Turns off hair dryer and opens door] Sorry I was featherin'
Frylock
Featherin'? Featherin' what?
Frylock
You don't have hair! [Meatwad begins to cry] Okay, okay, Meatwad I'm sorry, you have hair, you have beautiful, sticky, wet hair.
[Stops crying] Why thank you. Don't mess with it.
Frylock
What're you wearing?
Bling blong, baby! It represents my lifestyle and status as a street-savvy irreverent youth who lives large, yet hungers for the next level in life. You know, Boost Mobile is the premium "youth focused" communication network and instant gateway to opportunities. [chirp] That's the chirp! I gotta take this. Hey, where you at dawg?! What?! Eh, "youth focused", "youth focused"...
Frylock
Well I'm gonna...roll...with my homies...on Lakeshore. Yeah, that's right.
That's just where we were goin!
Frylock
And if we have time, we might even....get some hoes.
(on the roof) And snuggle with 'em and give 'em a kissy-kiss. Cuz they's good girls, even though they hoes.
(to boost mobile phones) Come on dogs, let's roll!
2B2nd Boost Mobile Phone
Bitches and hoes baby!
(the two phones fall into a pitfall trap)
Frylock
Now Meatwad!
Uuuggh! (throws a huge boulder on the pitfall)
Frylock
YES! Now let's go inside and get some SLEEP!
Well, at this point my checks have cleared, so my hands are unfortunately tied at this point. You realize I'm an action hero?! I don't have time for this crap! YES, I said crap! [Throws down the phone]
[More than ten Boost Mobile phones materialize outside, looking very angry]
BMBoost Mobile Phone
Hey, DOG! WHERE YOU AT?!
BMBoost Mobile Phone 2
Where you at, dog?!
Woah! You do have molecular transporters! [The phones start hopping closer, drawing switchblades; Shake laughs nervously] Downloadable switchblades! That's a new feat-OH NO!
[The Boost Mobile phones charge into the house, tackling Shake and slamming the door behind them; Frylock and Meatwad stand out in the yard and listen]
ASAXE Spray Can
Hey! It's AXE Body Spray! Where are the girls?
Naw, there ain't no girls here. Can I help you, though?
ASAXE Spray Can
[Looking uncertainly between Frylock and Meatwad] Uh, yeah. Are you the milkshake guy...?
Frylock
Uh, no. He's down there.
Gettin' his ass WHUPPED ON!
ASAXE Spray Can
Is that gonna be long?
All NIGHT! Can I get you somethin'?
ASAXE Spray Can
No, no, I'm good. I'm in the credits.
[reading from his prize slip] "Tonight you will get your dick ripped off." ...That doesn't sound right, does it? Here, read this.
Frylock
[reading] "Tonight you will get your dick ripped off..."
Frylock
I think you might wanna go the manager about this one, Carl.
No, no, no, don't do that! Can't you read? He's the guy who rips it off!
[to Carl] Hey Carlina! Wow.
Oh yeah I get it. You knock me out, dress me like a woman and then take pictures of me. Laughs on me huh?
Frylock
Well you see Carl heh.. uh.. you're not just dressed like a woman.
Frylock
Well, it's pretty simple really. I removed your dick so no one will have no need to remove it.
[Carl's crotch begins to bleed] So the giant blood stain is uh... is that me having my period I guess? He he.
Frylock
Could be. Or it could be just the spot where I snipped your dick off.
You're taking this pretty good, Carl. Kudos.
What are you doing touching my dicks?
Frylock
You can't just go running around ripping off other people's dicks, to make a giant dick ship.
I have an advanced dick-ree in dick-nology!
Frylock
You're a mad man, Wong Burger; this ship will never fly!
Well how else am I supposed to get home?
Frylock
Call someone to pick you up!