We are advancing the world with technology
Cuz it looks like... dem boys is... that droids in heat..
Meatwad back away, that's not something you should be seeing.
CCarl
Will someone tell me what's going on here?
They makin babies out here.
We need the intelligence helmets... to give them reason. Frylock, order the intelligence helmets immediately.
Same Day! Same Day! It's gotta be same day!
CCarl
Shut up, let him talk!
It has intelligence... but... of a 4 year old.
That's fine... A child knows pain... and a 4 year old would definitely run from this.
HHelmet
No means no! I'm telling on you!
CCarl
Aww... I feel like I should call my parents
Intelligence is a wonderful thing... The control and restraint shown--
HHelmet
Oh boy! A pool! Mommy, I go swimming! [jumps in and gets shocked]
CCarl
No, leave her! She's too young for you-- GAH!! [jumps in too]
[Carl and Meatwad stand in front of Carl's burned down house]
So it's either you definitely should not play with matches, or you definitely should.
CCarl
It's definitely one or the other.
Which one you think it is, Carl?
CCarl
Hello lady or gentleman of the house. My name is insert name and I am the one and only Moon Master, savior of..uh.. [looks up to see Shake and Meatwad dressed as moon masters] Oh man. They already talked to you didn't they?! Dammit!
Shake!! Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, Sha-
(sees Shake glaring at him in front of the Aqua Teen door) Oh, so you just waltz out here and think that you gonna face a true warrior? ..and then, ya know.. sign my sheet and be part of my warrior list..
Oh you better believe I will! After these messages![He goes inside and watches TV. Meatwad calls him again. He comes outside and uses a shotgun and shoots Meatwad's toy sword]
[Shake fires a shot gun at Meatwad's toy scept]
You done messed up the Lunar Sceptor! There is but one in the known galaxy! Well, thank God I bought the three-pack.
Thank God I brought three shells. Come on, whip 'em out.
Well, whip on this. [pulls out an amulet] All right, hang on. Sha na na na na, sha na na na.
[the amulet glows and makes a sound like the ATHF theme]
What the hell are you doing?
You feelin' like any sorta like, meltin' sensation?
No, but if I do I'm going to totally tell on you and then you'll have to go to jail.
No, no, no! Please, don't tell!
Oohhh, now that you mention it...
No, no, don't, just, I-I won't do it again. I won't do it again. But stand still.. I'm gonna do it again. Sha na na na-
[Shake fires shot gun at amulet]
Impossible, the lunar melting amulet is constructed of high tensile moon noodles. No mortal man can destroy it.
Then you, too, are a moon master!
Hey Carl, how's it going?
CCarl
What are you frickin' doing that for? You're just gonna die.
Yeah I know, but I need to drop a couple pounds. My feet's so fat I can't get into my roller skates, and my neckerchief don't fit anymore...look at this...[squeezes neckerchief on]...eeeeeehhh eeeh! [it doesn't fit at all] 'This a stickup!' It don't work. I do this at a bank robbery, I look like a fool.
I don't know why your exercising. It's just sweat that you're gonna have to wash off. Exercising's for dummies and women.
CCarl
Yeah, you oughta hop on my diet, man. Started it two days ago and I'm already at my target weight.
CCarl
South Bronx Paradise Diet, baby! Yeeeeah! The twist is you eat MORE than you want, then you supplement that with this special candy bar. And it ain't like them sissy No Crabs diet either.
I think that's No Carbs, Carl.
CCarl
See, but I have crabs. So I don't qualify for that. Have I told you that before?
Well, I don't have to watch what I eat OR what I do. Call me Mr. Untouchable!
Yeah, and that's why you're a candidate for heart disease.
Well...I have three hearts...cuz I'm from Tattooine. And my mother-
Really? Cuz you know I get my physical every year...on Alderaan!!
[visibly frustrated] Well...I...I am from the Dagoba System!
Carl you in here? Carl? Hello?
CCarl
You know, I can actually hear you, talkin', in your living room. I got some crazy amazing hearing. They don't tell you that in the book.
CCarl
It's part of the diet, it says if you want to slide around on your stomach, don't fight the urge.
You know you're up on the ceiling right?
CCarl
Oh, oh yeah that, well, I like to be next to this light. Like, real next to it. Why? What are you queer?
CCarl
I told you, I can eat anything I want with this frickin' diet. It's great! [Carl unscrews his light fixture on the ceiling] And the kicker? No long term ramifications!
CCarl
You're...ah...you're frickin Dusty Gazongas! I seen your billboard on the interstate there. You dance out at the Wild Wild Chest.
No, you thinkin of that girl down at Funbag Junction. That's Busty Bazookas.
I think you're talking about Nipple Hut.
CCarl
You're thinking Crotch Town.
CCarl
Yeah, it's near Boob-burg, but Boob-burg....eh, kinda weak.
DGDusty Gazongas
What IS my name?
DGDusty Gazongas
That's my name!!! [giggles]
I can't believe that you let a silly woman get between you and your friendship.
'Specially one that doesn't even know who you are.
It's disgusting, isn't it? Breaks my heart that I have to sue his ass back to the stone age.
CCarl
I'm right here, Shake! You wanna go right now? We'll go right now!
Whoa, whoa, break it up guys, and listen to me. Love's a wonderous thing. But there's more to it than the physical experience, like … like … oh, hell, I dunno, she had some tig-ole-bitties, didn't she?
[Giant Easter eggs have destroyed Carl's house.]
CCarl
Hey, make sure my house is completely crushed if you could.
It's okay, they're in love. Hey, where you goin'?
CCarl
What're you doing? You missed my car! [Destroying his own car] Help me out with this!
[Carl stares at unreadable writing scrawled all over the side of his house]
CCarl
Oh ohohohoh, super.
MSMeatwad's Voice
Dear Carl, thank you in advance for feeding my dolls while we out in Panama City scaring up venture capital money for my stand-up comedy tour Meatwad Unplugged: No Buns Allowed. And also… we also gettin' a tan. Now remember Dewey and Vanessa won't eat anything but chicken chow mein noodles, and you know Boxy, he eat anything as long as it's deep fried. They need to be walked twice a day, and be sure pick up their doll droppings; you get a fine from the city. Thanks again. Sorry about the house big guy. Sincerely, Meatwad.
CCarl
All right. What the fuck does this say?
[phone rings]
CCarl
Oh, was that you, yeah? Thanks for, uh, etchin' it into the side of my house.
Is you mad? You ain't mad are ya?
CCarl
Yeah, while we're talkin', you wanna tell me what it frickin' says?
CCarl
The one on the side of my house!
Oh, that yeah, well, I don't remember.
DMDelivery Man
It's, uh, $7.92.
CCarl
Yeah, here's eight dollars, and, uh, keep it.
DMDelivery Man
All of it? I don't know if the bank will take all this.
CCarl
Hey, man, the night's young. Knock off for a bit. Let's party!
DMDelivery Man
Oh, no thanks. This is gonna take me all night to count.
CCarl
Hey, don't be so uptight, man. I got a pool in the back, I got beer on ice and, uh…
[The delivery man drives away.]
CCarl
I'm callin' your supervisor, asshole!
I want you to listen to something.
BMBoost Mobile Phone
Chirp.
You hear the "chirp"? Isn't that clear?
CCarl
Isn't it clear that I'm gonna just completely fuck your ass up if you don't take three steps back?
[Master Shake stares blankly at Carl.]
CCarl
It's not, is it? You just look at me. Look at him lookin' at me-
But you can make and receive cellular calls with this! Give it to him!
BMBoost Mobile Phone
Where you at, dog?
CCarl
I'm on my land. We're both in America, which used to be a good country, until they started lettin' people like you do whatever you want.
BMBoost Mobile Phone
Hey dog, where you at?
[Carl points at the dividing line between his neatly trimmed and the Aqua Teens' not-so-neatly-trimmed yards.]
CCarl
This line, here? Line of Death. You cross it, and your freedoms no longer exist. Um-kay? Have a good day.
CCarl
[reading from his prize slip] "Tonight you will get your dick ripped off." ...That doesn't sound right, does it? Here, read this.
[reading] "Tonight you will get your dick ripped off..."
CCarl
Is that a prize, or...?
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!