Mac
Sugar.
Mac
S-S-Sugar! Need sugar.
Oh, sugar. [takes out a piece of gum] You mean like this piece of gum?
Mac
SUGAR! Precious sugar! [eats the gum and ends up spitting it out] It burns us! IT BURNS US! [Wilt drags him into the car, and they drive back to Foster's; coughing] You said… [coughs] it was sugar.
Right, sugar. Sugar free.
Simply unbelievable! Stealing and the taking and bribing-the bribing! Oh, that about but the the bone off the spoon! Why, I should have-Hello, Wilt-and I might if I were earlier! But nothing doing. No manner, no how. Lousy casserole dish with onions on top! Downright nasty, I say. Hola, Eduardo. Haven't just had the pluck to pluck up my own chickens! That's what I call the sauce! Coco, Coco. And now I'm in a bing like a package on moving day! Afternoon, Mac, Bloo. All 'cause of her! Always the same! Massacring what's mine like a Mississippi chainsaw! My green aggie, my lunch pail, my prom date! But this… taking a lady's teammates! Snatching 'em up before the final bell right before the last game-- outrageous! The gall! The gumption! The nerve! That back-scratching, butter neck Jerkins!
What?! Oh my, was I talking out loud?
Sorry. I hope those were the other weekends right here. Oops. [laughs, giggles, chuckles, cackles, guffaws, snickers, titters, snorts, tee-hees, chortles, and sniggers] Seems my inner became an outie.
Wow, Madame Foster. I've never seen you so bent out of shape.
I know. Usually, I'm sweet, quirky, and adorable at least. But, dag nabbit, I'm madder than a wet cat on washing day!
She's skimming cream off the top, and they're drinking it up like a camel to sand. That Jerkins is a crafty one, literally, flaunting her hand-made doilies this way and that, taking my girls before the final beat. No-good doily-giving bribery!
Mac
Hold up, Madame Foster. Let me see if I got this. You and this Jerkins lady have had a vicious rivalry ever since you were kids when she stole your lunchbox, your boyfriend-
Mac
Clearly. And now, she's stolen your bowling team before the final game of the tournament by bribing them with doilies.
What? Am I speaking French here elsewhere? She stole them, and now where am I? I'm done. That's it.
BPBowling Paul
Life is like a narrow road. You can walk on right, you can walk on left, or you can walk down the other middle.
Mac
Isn't walking down the middle of the road dangerous?
BPBowling Paul
Well, duh. In walking, totally dangerous. You could get hit by a car earlier or something. But in bowling, the middle of the road is the path to victory.
Mac
Sweet, sweet victory.
Wilt. Those aren't peppers and salts here. These aren't salts and vinegar flavors there. I only eat peppers and salts and I only eat salts and vinegar flavors. I can't eat those. I can't eat these. [throws the chips on the floor and crushes them]
Mac
Bloo, try to clean that stuff up.
Why? It's Wilt's fault. Besides, he loves trying to clean up messes everywhere. Don't you, Wilt?
Bloo! You flooded the house!
Yeah, but Bendy took a cookie!
[Mr. Herriman shakes his head in disbelief and Frankie facepalms in annoyance]
Mac
[shows up at the flooded house; sighs] Bloo, what did you do?
[offscreen] BENDY DID IT!
Mac
Hi, Bloo. Ready to go to the Ice Charades?
CDComically Deep-Voiced Bloo
Who are you?
Mac
[screams] Who are you and what have you done with my friend?!
Oh, I see you've met Comically Deep-Voiced Bloo.
DDylan
You think your muscle went in my territory, huh? Well, I didn't spend here all night playing mister-nice guy, but just have to loser show-up trying steal my property.
Mac
Property?
CChris
Frankie is not your property.
Yeah, we saw her first, so she's our own property.
DDylan
Oh, I get it. You guys thought Frankie was sweet on you. Let me include you guys in up something. Frankie just nice to you, cause she feel sorry for you.
Mac
Frankie's nice to us, cause she's cool, and she likes us.
DDylan
Oh, what on earth makes you guys think Frankie would like, scratch that, any girl would like a dork, a kid-
DDylan
When she can go out, with a guy like me. Yeah, that's what I thought. Now get out of here. You guys are lucky I don't kick your bu Frankie, I thought you were uh… you know, powdering your nose.
I powdered it before everyone knows I left.
PCPrince Charming
[with a black eye] She's cute why she's mad. [faints]
DDylan
So uh... I-I-I-I-it's not what it looks like, it's…
If I have a dime for every time I heard that thing…
DDylan
No, really. I was just palling around with the kids over here. Cute little guys, heh…
DDylan
Oh, th-those were your favorite... uh…friends? Hey, Frankie, did I mention how awesome you look in that dress?
[Frankie cracks her knuckles and Dylan gulps as the screen cuts to black]
[Cheese pretends his toy horse is galloping up Bloo]
[Cheese walks away, and then sneaks up behind them, using his horse to listen in on Mac and Bloo]
Mac
Come on, I brought Mom's drill.
Mac
We can paint flames on the sides.
Mac
We can ride down that huge hill on Mulberry Lane.
Mac
Of course. Just like I promised.
Oh, Mac, you're the best kid an imaginary friend could ever ha-CAN YOU GET THAT THING AWAY FROM ME?!?
Now I'm a horsey! Baa! Baa, now you're a horsey! Giddyap! [crashes into Bloo] ...This floor tastes funny.
Mac
Another time for the paint.
Awesome. Super duper red hot rod flames.
Mac
QUIET!
[scene goes to the hill, where the go kart is painted with flaming bunnies]
I don't know you anymore.
Mac
Shut up. At least the bunnies are on fire.
CHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESEE!!!! Where are you, little buddy?! Come on, little bro! Speak to me! Tell me you're alright! CHEESE!
Mac
Bloo, what's going on?
Cheese! Speak to me! SPEAK TO ME!
He was eating soap for me finding him.
Potatoes smell like flowers.
So, do we need to get our awesome jet cars for now?
[sarcastically] Oh yes, they're in the mail.
Mac
Um, Bloo. I think he was being sarcastic.
Oh. But who cares? We're getting jet cars! Jet cars, dude!
Mac
No, see, he was just saying that because it isn't true.
Mac
No, he was using sarcasm. He said the opposite to make it funny! Ha ha!
That wasn't funny. Knock-knock jokes. Knock-knock jokes are funny.
Mac
[sarcastically] Yeah. Knock-knock jokes are hilarious.
Mac
No, I was being sarcastic.
Stop it. That isn't a serious dare.