(Frylock looks out and sees Drew mowing his lawn while listening to very loud Star Wars music.)
Hey, shut that fuckin' thing off! (swear censored out by farting sound.)
(Drew shuts the lawnmower off.)
What the hell are you doing?
Your lawn. So that means I can crash in your house for an undetermined amount of time hmm?
Okay, but I did just mow your lawn.
I didn't ask you to do that.
(waving his hand, attempting a Jedi mind trick) You let me stay in your house for as long as I choose. (nothing happens)
Will you stop that? No I won't. What... What are you doing?
Nothing look. Do you know anything about wiping the moon from the face of space at all.
Get. The fuck. Off my lawn.
uh uh ain't about where I'M from, it's about where YOU'RE going!
Okay, fine. let's do a thousand for the lawn and say five thousand for edging.
How 'bout 3 dollars for everything and I won't call the police?
3 sounds good. For now. But tomorrow, I'll be back. To rake the mulch, and maybe I can just stay for the night.
Look man, don't make me get my gun okay.
(attempting another Jedi mind trick.) You will not go get your gun.
(Gun raised toward his head)
(walking away) I'll just be over there. In the rain. If it rains. No pressure.
(Drew now mowing Carl's lawn, but getting hit by batteries)
Hey! It's raining batteries!
Yeah! (throwing batteries) An alkaline front is pushing through. (continues to throw batteries) We're expecting a couple of inches of concussions on your head! Running out of batteries here. What are you doing?!
Your lawn. But I am out of gas so it's a little difficult. So where are you from?
Oh, we're not having a conversation.
Well I'm from Mos Eisley. Just like in the movie.
Yeah knock knock, who cares? I don't.
Hey, quick question: Can you help me blow up the moon?
No, no, I can't. I'm more of an expert at, uh- EXPOSING the moon. (Chuckles, turns around and moons Drew, unaware that he is transforming into a werewolf) Get out your telescope! See if you'll find, uh, the one crater! (Continues chuckling, but stops and finally notices Drew's transformation) Wait a minute- No, no, no! It's cool! It's all cool here! NO! NO! (Drew leaps into Carl's window; blood is shown gushing out)
You guys see what I saw? Well, I did. Carl showed that tall pink man his heinie, and he grew fangs and fur and claws, and they went inside and had a heated discussion.
Yeah, we're not gonna get involved with that.
He is a werewolf, Fryman. He saw Carl's full moon and it changed him.
Shake, they are no such things as werewolves.
I think I know someone who would beg to differ. And I think we both know who I'm talking about.
Don't you say, Kate Beckinsale!
But she was in that movie!
You gonna sit here and tell me that the Lyken have not been waging war against the vampires for centuries?
You do know I own the cardboard cut-out?
That means I like this movie.
Good. We've established that. Meeting adjourned.
We wait till you lost interest and forget about it.
(24 hours pass. Frylock is asleep with Meatwad on top of him.)
You haven't slept either, Meatwad.
(Shake on the phone)
Are you or are you not Kate Beckinsale?! (voice-over phone talks) Well, describe your body. In leather. Well, I heard you had a winner hoe here!
Ask her if she has a port in her chest to drink fluids.
Do you have a port in your chest to drink fluids?
Yeah, like plasmas and such. (Hangs up.) Uh hello? Kate? I lost her. She must have gone through a tunnel. You know, cell reception is not good... in the underworld.
