Puppet Mung Daal quotes from Chowder

[with his new plastic surgery face] Can I help you?

I'm here to deliver your order of momatoes.

Oh, you can put them over there between the 75 massage chairs and the 33 tiger statues.

Okay, that'll be 47 dallops.

Coming right up, my good man. [hums as he checks the money in the money box, but finds it empty; stops humming, freaking out] WE'RE OUT OF MONEY!!!

WHAT?!

RADDA?!

[grabs the delivery man; shaking in fear] DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS, MAN?!

You're not getting your delivery of momatoes?!

NO! WORSE THAN THAT!

Your wife is gonna kill you when she finds out you spent all of the money?!

EVEN WORSE THAN THAT!!!

EVEN WORSE?! [stops himself] I give up. What?

No money means...

...no animation!

What are we gonna do?

Radda radda.

No, we are not going home! We've got to save the show.

But where are we gonna get the money to pay for it?

I think we've made enough to get...

...the animation back. [relieved] Phew. Okay, now we got to replace all the money we took from the money box.

Oh honey I'm feeling better.

[as soup lands in his face burning and screams in pain] My beautiful, expensive face! [his makeover is washed away]

[gasps in shock] Mung?! [growls angrily at him] This isn't a dream!

[nervously] Uh, yes it is.

No! You're NEVER in my dreams. What have you done?!

We spent all the money, that's what.

[gasps] Empty? You're gonna pay me back every last sment!

[looks at the door as Truffles do the same thing that he does] Boy, they must be searching for gold in there.

I hope they find some, I forgot my textbook.

Do regular doctors have Lollistops?

No, just sharks and those under he wouldn't touch impressively. Ugh!

WHOA, THAT WAS Close!

You said it. Now let's skedaddle before those hounds-

[gasps] R-Radda!!

Shnitzel, what are you talking about?

Rad-da!

What? What do want me to look at? [gasps] Ew! It's Endive! Oh, my lord! Oh, what is she-

Mung. What, what, who, who, why?! It's like some horrible accident! I can't look away!

Oh, if only I had a camera!

Radda, radda.

Thanks, Shnitzel. Good thing you carry this high-powered camera everywhere you go.

Miss Endive

[gasps] No! [growling]

Hey, guys, I wonder what Endive will say when she finds out we captured her dirty secret on film?

[in fear] Humina, humina, humina, humina, humina, humina.

What, take more pictures? Shnitzel, this zoom lens is great!

Miss Endive

[growling] MUNG! [breathing heavily; Mung chuckles nervously] Give me that camera!

We'll give you this camera if you let us in your pool.

Miss Endive

Never! Give me that camera!

Woman, you will let us take a dip in your pool, or we'll show these pictures to everybody.

Miss Endive

You wouldn't dare.

Try me.

Miss Endive

No, forget it! I-I-I'm calling your bluff!

[sighs] I didn't want to have to do it this way, Endive. I really didn't. [beat] Everyone, to the farmers' market!

Miss Endive

What?! [gasps] No! No! No! No! No! No! [gasps] My reputation will be ruined! Aah! Get back here! No! No! No! No! No! No! What?

Blah, blah, Endive, blah, blah, blah! Check it out!

Gazpacho

Mm-hmm. And what are we looking at? Mama, no! [gags; vomits] I'm all right. I'm not all right! [vomits violently] That's Miss Endive, she's disgusting! And that picture of her is gross too. Bada bing, I've got a million of 'em!

Well, hello, Endive.

Miss Endive

How could you show that?! Give it to me!

Unh-unh-unh-unh, I told you - I'll let you have it when you allow us into your pool.

Miss Endive

I will never allow grubby cretins like you to frolic in my pool! Never!

Well, you leave me no choice. [later seen; showing pictures to the citizens] Endive pictures! Embarrassing Endive pictures! Get your Endive pictures right here! See what everyone is talking about!

Miss Endive

Okay, fine! I will allow you to use my pool just this once. But I ever want those pictures seen by anyone ever again!

[after arriving in Chowderland] Honey, you're not gonna believe what Chowder has done!

How do you know it's Chowder?

He signed his name on the lower right-hand corner.

Oh, why was I cursed like this, Mung? With such short legs? If only I had something to ride on. Something with two wheels. And with handlebars. And is red. And it's in the garage. Your Dice Cycle, I wanna ride your Dice Cycle.

Yes, I know what you're referring to and the answer is "No"! You'll wreck it.

No, I won't! I swear on the soul of my poor dead cooking master!

I'm not dead.

You could be if you tried.

[growling furiously] CEVICHE!!!

You're not mad, are you?

Ceviche will PAY! I'm calling Pâté right now!

[worried] Oh, no.

Mung, I don't understand this accusation. I wanted to continue our chat, but you just hung up.

[weeping] I didn't do anything.

Mung, I...

[covers Chowder's mouth] Pâté, Ceviche owes Chowder damages for wrecking his dice-cycle.

Chowder, I'm not going to make this ridiculous chain recipe.

[gasps loudly in shock] But-but-but-but-but-but what about the bad luck?!

[ripping up the letter] There is no such thing as luck, good or bad. There, you see. [notices a paper cut on his finger] Oh, frapplesauce! I got a paper cut!

[gasps in horror] It's begun!

Huh? What's begun?

The bad luck, since Mung won't make a chain recipe.

Oh! Yep, he's cursed.

Cursed? Come on.

[darkly] CURSED!

It's just a paper cut!

Chowder, this is the third time I've told you not to take our glasses, so I'm going to have to...PUNISH YOU.

You don't kid around with your punishments.

Gyoza

You did it. But, where's my father?

[coughs up Shabu Shabu and burps] Sorry, I just wanted the cookie. [burps again; narrating] And so, Shnitzel, the greatest meat fighter that ever lived, restored his honor, and brought peace back to all of Tofu-Town. The end.

You ate the delivery again, didn't you?

Oh, sorry.

Oh, radda! [facepalms in annoyance]

[reading note] "Do not eat. This means you, Chowder. Love Mung." Gotta stay strong, gotta stay strong, gotta stay strong.

So that's it? You're not eating me?

No, no I want to but, Mung said-

Look kid, if people listen to notes nothing would get done in this world. Notes are really more like guidelines. It said, "Do not eat." Didn't say "Do not eat pizza."

You ate it, didn't you?

[from inside Puppet Chowder's stomach] No.

[in Shnitzel's body; groaning] What happened?

[in Chowder's body] I'll tell you what happened - you blew us into each other's bodies!

You mean, I'm in Shnitzel's body? Weird. Freaky weird.

That's right. And I'm in YOUR body, Chowder.

[in Mung Daal's body] And me in Mung's! [cries] Which can only mean Shnitzel is-

[in Truffles' body] Radda?! [looks down and sees he has Truffles' breasts; bursts into tears, bawling] Radda radda radda!

Good! Let him deal with all those for stinking hormones. I'm sick of it!

Now everybody, just relax. Man, Chowder's arms are short. The only way to get back to normal, is to find the "Get back to Normal" recipe book.

How convenient.

There it is. Now, if I can just… reach… [tries to reach the book from the shelf but cannot] I can't reach.

How 'bout Shnitzel's body gives you a boost? [lifts and launches Mung through the roof, over the sky, as he lands back crashing the shelf] I'm strong! SO STRONG!!

Well, what do you wanna do with Shnitzel's body first, Chowdy?

I wanna lift a heavy object!

There's a great big heavy one!

Miss Endive

I beg your pardon?