(Dr. Rockso gives him a large version of his own head made of balloons) Oh, wowie, looks just like me! Nathan, look!
(unenthusiastically) Yeah, that's great.
I can make you one.
Uh, yeah...go. To jail, now.
“Unfinished Business” · Season 1, Episode 15
In this episode: Dean Winchester (940), Damon Salvatore (715), Sam Winchester (665), Olivia Benson (637), Stephen Fry (608), Narrator (554), Clark Kent (523), Nate (486)
NRNews Reporter
Dr. Rockso, are you guilty?
All I know is this, my name is Dr. Rockso, the Rock N' Roll clown...and I used to do cocaine! I'm k-k-k-k-k clean! [Dethklok members cheer for him; Rockso gets a bloody nose] Uh-oh. [nose falls off]
(Murderface's song)
A million miles from nowhere, Dragon Lance burns hot. By the fire of a horse's ghost, a minnow would be lost... Cha-cha-cha-changes... mmmm, Tits... A fish... A fish with tits. Titty fish.
[Dr. Rockso is being tortured with an electrical shock device à la Han Solo in Cloud City in The Empire Strikes Back
OOffdensen
[monotonally] Oh my God, what's going on here? Stop torturing him.
(sobbing) Thank you. Thank you, you're an angel!
OOffdensen
Yes, yes, yes I am. There, there... Give him one more.
(screaming)
OOffdensen
All right, all right, well, here are your clothes, Dr. Rockzo. The, uh, the boys are going out for some ice cream and hookers. Is that something you'd be interested in doing?
[sheepishly]] I don't know, I guess so...
All right, let's hear it, let's go, Simon and Garfunkel!
Ya, let's go, Loggins and Messina!
Yeah, let's go, George and Ira Gershwin!
Ya, let's go, Rogers and Hammerstein!
Why the hell am I two people?!
Come on, let's go Crosby, Stills and Nash!
And Youngs!
And Walter Becker and Donald Fagen!
All right, all right! Just shut up, I need to concentrate. [looks down at his book] Open strong...
That's a great book you got there.
Just shut up and let me think!
Less thinkings, more playings! Comes on, grandspa guitar, let's do this!
Oh no I thinks Dr. Rockso has withdrawals! Whats do wes do? Whats do wes do?!
[pulls out a pistol] Here I got it. [fires his gun into Dr. Rockso, who immediatly falls to the ground]
You fucking kills him!!
Don't worry, it's an animal tranquilizer gun, you know, left over from the CD release party.
Oh yeah that was a funs party.
Yeah, that was a fun party.
MLDr. Milminiman Lamilam Swimwamli
Gentlemen, the American wedding is a dark and fearful sham. The event itself is designed to incite anger and drain loved ones of patience, support and money. Most marriages fail miserably within two years; others end in murder-suicides, and a small percentage of them end with what we like to call "liveable hatred."
Dethklok should be kept as far away from the institution of marriage as possible. Marriage has suffered enough.
We mustn't intervene, General. We will allow Dethklok to experience...the blackness!
Well, normally I’d dread an event like this, but seeing how knotted up it’s gotten you, Pickles, I’m sure I will enjoy it.
Yeah, it’s fun to watch somebody go through family hell.
Weddings are only good for two things; tax breaks and adultery. Hmph, that’s what I say.
Oh, and kissings and huggings! And opens bar!
Ya, but Toki, takes it easy. Last times I was in charge of yous all night, and yous was a sloppies mess!
Hey, you don'ts gots to worries about olds Toki.
Don’t take this the wrong way, Pickles, but...your brother’s kind of, hm...kind of a weird, greedy dick, y’know?
Look, Pickles! Look how great your brother’s doing!
...uh, where am I looking?
Look at his house-room!
What, you converted the attic.
Look, he has an all-in-one fax-machine! [The fax machine is sitting on a piece of wood propped up by cinder-blocks.] He’s a professional! Go give him a hug!
SSeth
Feels good, doesn't it? Fuck yeah. Hugging your own brother. Being close to his fuckin' face like this. [unintelligible...lots of swearing]. Look at fuckin' Dethklok in my fuckin' house-room! Ha! I'm calling Mitch and Bobby, they won't fuckin' believe this. I'm fuckin' excited about you guys throwin' me a bachelor party! Fuck! Oh, and by the way, this is little Amber, the love of my fuckin' heart. Wanna see an angel, go on, turn around.
[watching an engaged Seth get a lap-dance from a stripper] Boy, there's nothing like love, is there?
No, it's great!
He's really gonna be a good husband.
Who are those goofballs?
Oh, those are Seth's pals, y'know, a couple of high school dropouts who scam on teenage chicks and steal and run crystal meth houses, y'know, beat up kids, rob, lie, possibly kill.
Awesome!
MMitch
Let's go, rich bitch!
BBobby
Hey, fuckin' throw down some cash, we're getting Seth a fuckin' lap dance.
MMitch
Yeah, rich bitch!
SStripper
How 'bout a H-Job?
Heys, Pickle! Try nots to gets Hepastitis Cs from dats! Yeah, those girls are pretty skankys.
Yeah, those girls are...I'd do 'em.
Yeah, I do dems too.
[nervously] Should we call it a night?
SSeth
Oh no you fuckin' don't, I just fuckin' ordered shots!
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