If anybody needs me...I'll be outside...with the shovel, sucka!
Oh no, you don't! That bullion is mine!
[Shake rushes outside and begins digging; Frylock and Meatwad watch from inside]
Look at him. He dumb as hell.
He sure is, Meatwad. He sure is.
[Later, Frylock comes outside to see Shake has dug a massive hole in the front yard; fire and water are spraying from a breached gas and water line]
I know! The stupid pirates must have buried it under the gas line!
I told you fourteen inches!
You tell me a lot of things! But that doesn't mean that I have to listen!
[explaining how he's heard of the Broodwich] I read a very disturbing article about this sandwich in...the Bible.
No, you probably saw our piece in Vogue?
I doubt it, I don't read that...
Heidi Klum was on the cover. You know, the Broodwich issue.
You read all this in 'Vogue'!?
Our PR department is awesome.
That's a 'girl' magazine! I hope you were at the dentist, Frylock!
[embarrassed] I... It just comes to the house.
Of course it comes, WHEN YOU 'ORDER' IT, YOU BIG, FAT, 'LADY'!
Heh heh! Someone down there's a girl!
I haven't paid taxes in six years.. I am not gettin' busted by a sandwich!
Then you must find another with an appetite for insanity.
Hey. You're dumb. Eat this.
I heard what that boy said; I ain't eating jack.
You're gonna let this guy scare you? How bad could it possibly be?
It's a world of skinless, blood-soaked nightmares clattering from the deep and clattering for the meat of the guilty.
Oh, come on. The guy's just jealous. Go on. Woof it down, dog.
Well I don't know, I mean, is the mayonnaise fat-free?
'Cause, you know, it's not the calories that get you, man. It's the saturated fats.
[stuffs Meatwad's mouth with the Broodwich] Woof it, you mutt.
[Meatwad gets sent to Hell]
Hey, did you hear what I called him? He can't do jack about it. [Meatwad reappears from Hell] Hey! How'd ya like Mr. Sticks?! He was a real treat, wasn't he?
Yeah... Jerry said you guys had a little run-in, but he's a decent guy, I mean, once you get to know him.
Bull crap! I know that guy was all over you with his axe!
Nah, that don't sound like Jerry. Now, the Jerry I know took me to Merry Christmas... which is a strip club... Merry Triple X-mas.. You see what I'm saying? You see what I'm saying!?
[Shake quickly eats the Broodwich and been sent to hell]
Wow, so you're saying it was fun?
Hell no! That sumbitch had an axe!
[Cut to hell, where Shake appears next to two stick-men]
JJerry
So, I don't know, she's like, "move your skulls to the basement, because I got these 'drapes'..." I don't even get that, I’m like, "Honey, this is 'work'."
SMStick Man 2
Are you serious?
JJerry
I can’t put ‘em in the fucking basement, I mean, and she’s like, you know, “Can you put a tarp over them, also?” And I just felt like...NO! I’m not... god damn it!
SMStick Man 2
I got one at home just like it. And I got a kid now, and so...
JJerry
That’s a whole other set of bullshit, I’m sure.
SMStick Man 2
So, Cathy puts the co-sleeper right next to my preserved brain collection, and she wants me to move them cause she thinks it's not hygienic.
JJerry
I don't understand how there's a lack of appreciation for that... backlight coming through the glass of the jars that the brains are in. I mean, it just looks cool.
SMStick Man 2
You've seen that?
JJerry
Why move it? That's the point of putting it next to the window.
JJerry
And I’m sure you've explained that to Cathy, but she obviously doesn't get that.
SMStick Man 2
Yeah. Yeah, there's no... yeah, I can’t even argue with her.
JJerry
Ugh, it's fuckin' ridiculous.
SMStick Man 2
If I want to move the bed... (sees Shake) Hey. Hey, isn't that that guy?
And what's with the toilet seat, right?
JJerry
—Oh what the fuck!?!
[Jerry begins to chase Shake, wielding an axe]
Jerry, no! We're cool! We're cool, man!