[types a text to Pencil on his phone saying: "You're the love of my life. Let's buy a house in Nebraska and start a family."] Way too strong. [types a different text saying: "Can we talk when I get back? It's important.", and sends it to her]
You three need to stop making excuses. This is just like when Paper used to write fake notes from Mom to get out of gym class. [Paper gives her a note; reading] "Please excuse Paper from Sandpaper's workout. He has a broken…" [stops reading] Really? You're still doing this? [unplugs their video game system, shutting off the TV]
I'll give it back when you complete one of my workouts. And I promise, when you see the results, you won't care about video games anymore. [takes away three Jane Austen novels as well] And no Jane Austen novels either.
[on laptop] Welcome to the jungle! You've been dropped in the middle of Africa. And to finish this workout, you must get to a helicopter 50 miles north of here. That's where I'll be to fly you home.
[A map shows the trio's location spot where it's 50 miles north from the helicopter]
But between here and the chopper, you'll have to get through a series of rigorous, led-based exercises. So let's jump into the first one: pin this warthog!
[placing his hands on his bloated stomach; weakly stuffed] Uh, I don't feel good. It's probably all the pancakes, lasagna, entire wedding cake, and 40 pounds of honey I ate offscreen.
Hey, Rock. Did you hear the good news? Potato won the International Genius Award! She learned how to save endangered animals by splicing in her own DNA. [shows him the video on her phone]
SSloth
Hey, I'm the three-potatoed sloth. Who's down for nachos?
And you always say that, but it's usually for something selfish, like winning a game of hide and seek, or making yourself the inventor of the airplane.
[kicks the door down with his foot] Oh, there you are. I was knocking. [the trio sighs in disappointment] Listen, something's wrong with my cat, Meatball. I took him to the vet, changed his diet, even bought him a kitty Peloton, which he never uses… but he's still looking rough.
[excitedly] My girlfriend's a mermaid! And then she took me on an incredible date. [voice-over] First, we got a couple's massage from an octopus. Then she gave me magical gills that appear underwater. [Delphine presses her hands on his throat, granting him some magical gills to make him breathe underwater] That way, I could swim down to her giant mer-kingdom! And then, all her fish friends sang to me over a romantic dinner!
SCSea Creatures
[singing] ♪ Enjoy your meal / Enjoy your meal / Enjoy your meal / And your girlfriend who's real! ♪
Fine. Then Scissors and I will be the mature ones in this-- [gets smacked in the face by Scissors' sticky hand] Ah! Ow! Scissors, you are such a child! [starts chasing him around] What grown man has a sticky hand?! You are a nightmare! If I look up "nightmare" in the dictionary, I would say, "Wrong picture," because it should be Scissors!
[gazing at the enlargement ray, and an idea gets in his head] The enlargement ray! [imagines himself in his enormous size as the apartment building and making modeling poses]
