Chowder · Season 2
Hey, Chowder, want to run for president?
No thanks. I'm really more of a walker.
[swipes the lollipop out of Chowder's hand and uses it to hypnotize him] Look into the lollipop, Chowder. Look into the lollipop.
[being hypnotized] Yes, Master Lollipop.
You will run for president, and Gorgonzola will be your vice president.
I will run- [snaps out of the hypnotizing] wait, wait, wait a minute! Girl, you crazy.
As president, you can ban Panini from being your girlfriend.
[to Panini] I'M NOT YOUR FUTURE HUSBAND! As President, I will BAN YOU!
[draws a mustache and beard on Panini's poster; to Chowder] Pretty clever, eh, pudge?
Mmm, is she supposed to be French?
[scoffs] No. She's supposed to be ugly. It's defamation of character.
Oh. Because French people are ugly?
No.
Ohh! If she's French, you should draw a beret! It'll help.
Quiet, you.
WHAT AM I GONNA DO?!
[puts the lollipop in front of Chowder's face to hypnotize him] You will obey, obey, obey.
I’m gettin' tired of Master Lollipop.
[now holding a cinnamon roll bun] Master Cinnamon Swirl says you will kiss babies to win.
Yes, Master Cinnamon Swirl!
Oh, I gotta try that on mother.
[puts on a knight's helmet] PLEASE, DON'T KILL ME, PANINI!
I...I... [breaks down, crying] I JUST WANTED TO BE CLOSE TO YOU, CHOWDER! I just wanted to pass laws that would legally make you my property! And instead, you listened to Gorgonzola and ruin EVERYTHING! [sobbing] WHY?! [slams her head on the podium] WHY?! WHY?!
Oh, my gosh, Panini! Are you okay?!
[angrily through her teeth] Yes, Ceviche, I'm fine. Now go away so I can finish my moment. [Ceviche leaves; resumes sobbing] WHY?!
Don't cry. I wasn't listening to Gorgonzola. I was just hanging around with him because he was giving me food. He's my friend.
He's not your friend. He's like a villain or something.
[dressed as the Phantom of the Opera] Heeey, Mr. President.
[screams] A VILLAIN!!!
[appears] A villain, you say?!
You'll never take me alive, copper! [runs off, leaving Officer Sloppy Joe to follow pursuit]
QUIET! Won't you stop fooling around? We're gonna be late for our hoedown.
[looks at the clock which is past 9’o’clock] Actually, it looks like it’s way past your bedtime.
Say what?
Come on! Let’s get you ready for Dreamland.
But we’ve only done half of the list!
Chowder, if there’s one thing that mother’s taught me, it’s to sleep as much as you can. That way, you don’t have to face the horrible reality of what your life’s become.
[out of control] HIDE AND SEEK! READY, SET, GO!!!
[Gazpacho’s “Hommina Hommina Hommina”]
Alright, if you’re gonna cry about it, I’ll go to bed!
Huh? [screams in terror] Hommina, Hommina, Hommina, Hommina!
What’s your “Hommina, Hommina, Hommina” about, Gazpacho?
You! You’re dead! RIGHT THERE ON THE FLOOR!
That’s me?
What’s left of you.
Well, this is definitely my hat. [gets his hat, then wears it back on again] And, [takes a smell] it does smell like me… [puts it near to his ear] …and sound like me… [puts it into his mouth] …and tastes like me. Who knew I was so delicious? I’M DEAD?!?! [Gazpacho walks backwards as Chowder walks to Gazpacho] But- but I’m still here! Look!
[Gazpacho running with Chowder]
So this is the other side. Hmm. Looks- looks pretty much like our side now.
[bursts through the door screaming]
ENDIVE’S ANGRY SPIRIT! AAAH! [they skyrocket from the fountain]
[as Chowder runs aside him] Run, Chowder! WHATEVER YOU DO, DON’T LOOK BACK!! [Endive keeps on running after them as Chowder runs by Gazpacho’s side]
Chowder, look what you've done! Now the animators are gonna have to draw all this fire! On top of that, you've ruined the souffle.
Why, Chowder? WHY!?
[Expolsive flatulence]
Heh...sorry. [gasps] I can talk again! My tummy must've digested the peppers. I can cook again! [rumbling] Oh, wait, it feels like I'm gonna... [explosive flatulence]
[During the end credits]
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!"
[a saxophone is heard playing jazz]
RADDA!
I’M BLIND! I’M BLIIND!!!
That’s the wrong drawing! Here we go! [shows a drawing of Schnitzel in the bath tub while covering his private parts with the yellow shower curtain]
AAAH! MY EYES ARE BLEEDING!!!!!!!
Radda! Radda Radda Radda Radda?
Hey, what's this impossibly random poster that I see?
WHAZZAM!
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