Puppet Shnitzel quotes from Chowder

[seeing the interior as they enter] Whoa! It smells like floor wax in here.

[to Chowder; sternly] Radda radda radda. (translation: "Don't touch anything.")

Okay, okay. I won't touch anything. [floats with his feet not touching the floor]

Radda radda radda?

Well, I can't follow you, 'cause then I'd be touching the floor, and you said-

Radda, radda radda radda.

So I can touch the floor? You need to make up your mind.

[seeing Chowder covered with gum] Good gravy, what's gotten into you and ONTO you?

I swallowed a whole bunch of grubble gum!

[alarmed] Oh, sweet peas. Please tell me you shared with Truffles!

[remorseful] No.

[freaking out] Why?! Why didn't you share?!

I ate it all by accident!

[trying to calm down] Chowder, I may be an old man but I don't want to die today! We gotta get rid of this gum before Truffles sees it!

Radda radda radda radda?

No, we can't chuck him in the furnace.

[petting Truffles' head, mistaking her for a kitty] Nice kitty.

Hey, what is this thing?

Pfft. Radda radda.

Oh, the customer. Wait, do you realize what this means?

Radda?

The customer came to pick up his own order. [facepalms herself] Ugh, and my idiot husband just left to deliver it! [cut to Mr. Sambal taking a shower at the lobby fountain] Who knows how long until he gets back? You keep an eye on him until Dummy McDumbalot comes home.

Radda radda radda radda.

Cleaning or no cleaning, you will watch him, or I'll rip your- [sees Mr. Sambal walking by] Oh, hello. Don't worry. Shnitzel here will take care of you until your order is ready. That's what we pay him for.

Ah, towels. [strips off Shnitzel's apron, leaving him in his underwear]

Okay, that's disgusting.

[goes back into the kitchen; sighs] Radda.

What are you doing? This place is still a pigsty. And where's the customer?!

Radda.

The oven? You put the customer in the oven? What, are you crazy?!

Radda. Radda radda radda radda.

He put himself in the oven? The little old man walked in the oven by himself?

Radda!

Would you please hand me that pot over there? [Shnitzel hands her the frying pan and bashes him on the head; angrily] I'M NOT PAYING YOU TO BAKE A CUSTOMER! [flies off] I'M PAYING YOU TO CLEAN!

[annoyingly mimicking Truffles] "Radda radda radda, radda radda radda."

[noticing the Marzipan Police outside] Radda? Radda. Radda radda radda radda!

Hey, look, a civilian!

[gasps; takes out a megaphone] We've got a hostage situation! Everybody stay calm!

A hostage situation?! [faints]

Radda?

Don't let his size fool you. Your captor is extremely dangerous.

And crafty.

And crafty.

And vicious.

And vicious.

And dangerous.

I said, "And dangerous."

I'm just trying to help! Don't yell at me!

Technically, you said, "extremely dangerous."

Sarge, Sarge, say he's stinky.

And a meanie.

And a bad boy.

Really?

Yeah.

Wow. [to Shnitzel; through megaphone] Well, he's all that stuff. We've been trying to stop his trail of destruction for years. [next scene shows the city buildings crashing down and the citizens screaming] Don't worry. One of us will save you, in just a minute.

[humming and clap rhythming "Pop Goes the Weasel"] And stop!

No, no, no, do it again.

Radda.

I don't know where the customer went.

Radda radda radda radda radda!

Huh, in danger? YOU are the only danger here.

[grabs Truffles' hand] Radda radda radda.

Let go of me! I'm not leaving.

Radda radda.

No! No more cockamamie stories! You just want to leave work 'cause you're lazy.

[shocked] Radda?

You heard me. La-a-a-a-a-zy!

[offended] Ah, ah! Radda radda radda radda radda!

RADDA RADDA RADDA! Radda.

[disgusted as Kimchi hangs with him] Ughhh! Radda radda radda.

Aw, Shnitzel, that's just Kimchi's way of saying he likes you. Wanna see Kimchi's way of saying he needs to go to the bathroom?

What just happened?!

[pokes Shnitzel's hand] You're all squishy. Like a big marshmallow! [bites Shnitzel's hand, causing Shnitzel to scream in pain] Geh! You do not TASTE like a marshmallow.

Radda, radda. [touches his hand]

Shnitzel, have you gone soft?!

[panicking] Radda. Radda radda radda! Ra-raddaradda radda!

Where are you going? I'm not done ignoring you.

[fed up; having enough] Radda radda. Radda! (I QUIT!) [rips off his apron, revealing a backup apron, and storms out of catering company through the door with a Shnitzel-shaped hole]

Quit? You can't quit. Who's gonna hire a bum like you?!

Hey, that uh, that thing on your beak.

My snood?

Yeah, your snood. Seriously, dude, I can't even look at that thing. You gotta think about getting it removed.

My wife likes my snood.

You're a lucky, lucky man. [Shnitzel walks past between them] Man, that guy looks like he just quit a job he never thought he'd have to quit.

Bummer.

[looks at the snood again; disgusted] Okay, seriously, I'm gonna puke if I gotta keep lookin' at that thing.

Miss Endive

[off-screen] Be right there! [answers the door] What do you want?

[holds up a want ad] Radda radda. (I would like a job).

Miss Endive

You're here about the job? [flees back inside and back to the door, wrapped in towels] Oh, I'm sorry. I just stepped out of the shower. So, you've come to your senses and want to work a real chef, huh?

Radda radda.

Miss Endive

Well, let me see if you're right for the position.

You can thank us for saving you when we get home, Shnitzel.

Radda radda radda! Radda radda radda! Radda radda radda!

[confused; heartbroken] You LIKE working for Endive?!

Miss Endive

[eating a bucket of popcorn; giggles] In your scrawny face!

How could she appreciate you more than we do?

Radda radda radda! (Because she gave me a raise!)

[shocked] She gave you a raise?

Radda. (Yes.)

[going back inside in refusing to return to the catering company] Radda radda. Radda radda radda!

Miss Endive

[laughs; to Mung] Maybe someday you'll learn how to treat a man right.

I know how to treat a man! [voice breaking] Just not a rock monster man. [cries]

Radda radda radda, radda radda radda.

Miss Endive

[heartbroken; confused] What? What do you mean this is just a job? I thought what we had was real. You-you came back for me, because you love me right? Right?!

Radda radda radda. [holds up a picture of him and a female rock]

Miss Endive

[lividly] YOU…HAVE…A GIRLFRIEND?! SO! YOU LIKE TO LEAD WOMEN ON?! HUH?! [pokes Shnitzel and angrily pants, then pokes Shnitzel again] HUH?!? [pokes Shnitzel once more] HUH?!?!

[anxiously] Uh...radda...radda radda. R-Radda radda radda!

Miss Endive

[furiously] MY HEART IS NOT A PIECE OF DOUGH FOR YOU TO TWIST! [to Margarine] Margarine, you can stop playing that song.

[picks up Shnitzel and sets him down on a cloud, erases the chains off him, and draws his outfit] There. All better. Hey, Shnitzel, it's me, your creator. Listen, dude, I'm telling you. You gotta go back to Mung's.

Radda! (No way!)

Don't you get it? Without you there, nothing's right! It's like the cosmos is out of whack!

Oh, radda radda, radda radda radda, radda radda radda! (Oh please they don't appreciate me).

They don't appreciate you? That's crazy talk. [holds up a photo of Chowder and Mung feeding soup to Shnitzel while he's come down with a bad case of the plague pox] When you were deathly sick with the plague pox, who nursed you back to health with homemade soup?

Oh, radda radda. (It was Mung and Chowder).

That's right, pal. It was Mung and Chowder. [holds up another photo of Chowder and Mung giving Shnitzel a loan full of cash, in his graduation uniform] And when you needed to borrow 3,000 dollops to pay off your student loans, who gave you the cash, no questions asked?

Oh, radda. Radda radda. (I remember it was Mung and Chowder).

That's right. [hops up another photo of Shnitzel being chased by an angry mob] And when you ended up lost in the bad part of Lasagna Town after that really crazy birthday party, who drove five hours to come and get you?

Radda radda radda.

Oh, well, if they had known you were in trouble, I'm sure they would have come. Anywho, you need them as much as they need you.

Radda radda radda, radda radda radda!

You did not say that to Truffles.

Radda!

What did she say back?

[imitating Truffles' yelling] RADDA RADDA RADDA RADDA! RADDA RADDA RADDA RADDA! RADDA RADDA RADDA RADDA! RADDA! RADDA RADDA RADDA! RADDA RADDA... [Puppet Truffles rises up into view, shaking with fury, having to have heard everything; Puppet Mung gets out of the way] Ra...Radda. Radda radda radda radda.

[lividly launches herself at Puppet Shnitzel and attacks him, violently] "RADDA RADDA RADDA!"

[while being dragged by Officers Monte Cristo and Sloppy Joe] I know my rights! I wanna call my lawyer!

[sobbing while being wheeled by Officer Po-boy and Beaver Cop] Radda radda radda radda!

[while being carried by Officer Cheesesteak] THIS IS TRAUMATIZING ME! Now I'm gonna grow up to be strange and socially awkward!