Frylock He's dead.
IMPOSSIBLE!!! The Remonster can only be killed by stabbing him in the heart with the ancient Bone Saber of Zumakalis!
Or probably his head or lungs too, just stab him wherever, really.
And the saber probably doesn't have to be bone.
Yeah, really, just like anything sharp just laying around the house.
You could poke him with a pillow and kill him.
FrylockOr his batteries could've just run out.
AHH! The Remonster is dead, now and forever! [Frylock unplugs the cable, causing the TV to display only static] The TV is dead! Death! We are surrounded by it!
[attacking the TV] Who's laughing now, bitch?! Piece of crap cable!
Frylock
What are you doing?
No, no, no.... don't shake it up, let the snow settle! That way you can see the little San Fransisco in there!
[enthusiastically] Well, come here! Let's see if we can see it together!
[kicking Meatwad offscreen] HA! It's not a snowglobe, you IGNORAMUS!
Frylock
How many TV's have you broken this year?
A lot more than you have! I'm teaching this object a lesson. If it doesn't want to get hit anymore, it'll straighten up and fly right!
Frylock
Okay, Meatwad, that's good.
I never get tired of hearing that
Frylock
(floating near the TV chair) Now what's this over here? (gestures on the right side)
Frylock
No, I mean is it left, or is it right?
Well, it's a chair, and it's right over there!
Frylock
Look, you don't need TV, it just ends up owning you. Next time you get bored try reading a book.
We have no need to read. Behold! The mohawk of eternity!
[Reveals the "Fargate" that has been embellished with a Mohawk and wheelchair]
Frylock
You guys are high!
Frylock
We also made you a care package for your little adventure.
Oh boy, fiber tablets. Yum yum.
Frylock
Yeah, dip them in the stool softener. I mean it's, it's delicious.
[long pause.]
Frylock
There's espresso there, too, if you-
[Thanks to Master Shake, Carl has a dead black man's body]
This is not a time for you to be picky, Carl. That's all you can get when you go to the West End.
[arms start beating up Carl] Get it off, rip it off. What am I doing, oh God!
Frylock
Oh no! The body's rejecting the head!
Oh, ya think?! Get it off me!
Frylock
Hold on!
Frylock
No it didn't!
Of course it worked not at all. Which is what I was trying to say, before I was so rudely interrupted.
Frylock
Take this body back, and not through town!
[Frylock has put Carl's head on a robotic body.]
Frylock
I give you the ultimate in military hardware! Complete with laser cannon, indestructible titanium exoskeleton, and motion activated plasma pulse rifles.
And you're gonna plug him in?!
Frylock
You're right. Damn, what the hell was I thinking?
Frylock
That's not an F-bomb.
[Carl's head is mounted on a remote controlled truck and it keeps ramming into Frylock's computer desk.]
Turn it left, turn it left! I keep hittin' the same spot. Look, you're gonna break my friggin' nose!
Frylock
Sorry Carl, I still haven't gotten used to the...
Just give me the damn thing!
Frylock
This switch makes it go left and right, and this switch is power.
Which lever sort of turns me to the lawyer, [ ] and makes me sue the hell out of you?!
Frylock
All right, easy Carl. Don't make me have to shut the power off.
[terrified] D-d-d-don't do that. Just sorta put it on my chin. I'll frickin' steer it with my tongue. [his tongue is made out of glass and pushes the controller off]
Frylock
That may not work. Let's just get Meatwad to drive ya home. Meatwad!
[Meatwad enters with the robot body that Frylock made earlier holding Shake in his vice grip]
Get him off me, please!!!
I didn't mean it! Everything I say about you, I mean about myself!
Shut up, boy, I make it worse!
Frylock
Not in the house!!
[Outside, Meatwad throws Shake up into the air]
No-no-no-no I need to live!!!
MSMeatwad's Body
Target locked in.
[Meatwad's missiles explode on Shake]
Got him! Fudge you, butthole!
Frylock
Carl, did you lose somethin' behind the couch?
Yeah, I did! I lost peace and quiet! What do you need?! What do you want?! Can I not just live here without having to occasionally deal with you animals?!
Frylock
Well, yeah, it's your house.
Frylock
And look what I just added to it!
(Frylock opens Carl's door to reveal his "Super-Toilet" out in the front yard) Oh, nice. A crapper!
[Inside Frylock’s room we see Carl’s head is now attached to a body made completely out of eyeballs]
Frylock
Well, you look in the box! All they sent were eyeballs.
I’m not going near that box.
Frylock
Let’s just see if it works.
Wait a minute. Before you turn him on, do you think he’ll be able to see us?
Frylock
In ways you can only imagine.
But look, I mean, is he gonna be able to chase us? Because if I woke up lookin’ like that, I would just run towards the nearest living thing and kill it.
TJTree Judge
How old is the defendant?
Frylock
He's uhhhh..... twenty-one!
TJTree Judge
TWENTY-ONE?!?
Frylock
How 'bout eighteen?
TJTree Judge
............. EIGHTEEN?!?
Umm, I think he's sixteen, ok?
TJTree Judge
We shall find his age! CUT HIM IN HALF! COUNT HIS RINGS!!!
Okay! I'm an adult! Okay, it's fine!
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