Look, stupid, you call this vicious?
Cocococococo! Co cocococo cococococo coco co cococo co co! Cococo cococo co CO CO!
What? No, I don't want any cocoa, I just want Tiffany.
WEWilt, Eduardo, and Coco
No, take me!/Take me, take me!
No. [to Wilt] You're so broken. [to Eduardo] You're a chicken, [to Coco] and you're ... a crazy chicken. [shows Bloo to Herriman] I want this dunderhead.
Very well. [signs the paperwork]
WEWilt, Eduardo, and Coco
[becomes sad about losing Bloo and fall on the floor] NO!
Okay, folks, that’s enough. Look, I’m really sorry. I know you wanna help but you see that this little girl really wants Tif… I mean, Bloo and…
[becomes sad] And I guess it’s true. Mac doesn't want her after all.
[Just as it looks all hope is lost…]
[offscreen] Shut up! [Bloo (along with Frankie, Wilt, Eduardo, Coco, Mr. Herriman, Duchess, the millionaire daughter, and the millionaire mother and father) looks to see a little boy at the door] Don't want you, are you insane?
Now, just look what you know to do.
I'm sorry, sweetums, you see, Bloo is for Mac's favorite idea and since Mac's here, Bloo is no longer up for adoption. You can have Duchess if you like. Come on, Duchess is great. Don't you want her? Take her. Take her, please take her.
MFMillionaire Father
Come on, sweetums, maybe you can imagine your favorite friend, just like Tiffany.
Shut up, Dad. You know thinking makes my head hurt.
MMMillionaire Mother
Mine, too. Let's just get her another pony.
I'll see because I can see! I'll see because I care to see! They almost took you!
But that wonderfully awfully little brat wanted that stupid little blue creep over me.
Tell me about it. She ruined everything.
And he ruined one explanation to get out of this dump once and for all.
I know. It was a chance of a long lifetime. I mean, you can get outta here.
Well, I guess there is no accounting for taste. They obviously cannot appreciate a true piece of art, but I care to show myself.
Obviously not. And you sure are a piece of work.
I think this thing is different. I don't think he's gonna abandon his favorite friend.
Don't be naive, Miss Francis. It's untrue. You know as well as I that it is just a weird, disrespectful matter of time before young Master Mac tires of his beloved Bloo, at which time his own visits will cease, and Master Bloo will be placed in the care of a new child... who will eventually tire of him, as well.
Ugh, why do you always need to be unsure? I mean, come on. Look at that. They're absolutely inseparable. Plus, the guys have really taken to him, too.
It's just a cruel fact of life, Miss Francis. Every child tires of their imaginary friend eventually.
Co co cococococo. Co- co. Coco coco co!
Coo Co! Cocococococo. Coco coco coco. Cocococococococo coco coco co Coco co co. Coo Co! [pause] Coco!
I assume that had something to do with "If you're gonna show up late, you have to accept the consequences and your friend may have been adopted and you can't get him back and responsibility and blah blah blah blah blah." But that's just it! I'm late because the kid who adopted Bloo is a total jerk, 'cause-
Master Mac! The young man who adopted Bloo, is by no means a jerk. Ahem, excuse me, a juvenile delinquent. He was, in fact, one of the greatest children, I have ever had the pleasure dealing with. And furthermore, if you're going to come in late, you may accept that--
We've already been through that.
And Master Mac understood her?
Well, yeah, he is a smart kid.
Sí, he creates Bloo. He has good head on shoulders.
Impressive. I guess the child is quite bright.
YES! Fine, we got it earlier, I'm a smart kid, okay? Great. But I like to do one thing I can figure out. I know for a fact that Bloo was not adopted by a nice kid, but instead he was adopted by my horrible older brother, Terrence, who locked me in a closet all day, so he can come here and get Bloo. The other problem is, Terrence is stupid. Not just stupid, but really stupid. He'd never be able to devise a good plan like this, so he must work with somebody. Somebody who does wanna get rid of Bloo once and for all. But what I can't figure out is who. Who would wanna get rid of Bloo?
Alright, guys! Let's Bloo this!
[the others make noises of disgust]
Aw, man. I'm sorry, but that was not okay.
Lame. So lame. That was stupider than me.
Yeah, Mac. "Let's Bloo this?" C'mon, man. That's really stupid.
Miss Frances, I hope I made it perfectly clear for finishing the birthday cake for your responsibility.
No buts. I can see at the other state of this room, that you’ve been neglecting your decorating assignments.
Neglecting my-- Listen, Peter Cotton-Butt, I thought about everything.
Str- Steamers? Oh, come on, who needs streamers? It looks fine without streamers. Streamers aren't that great.
Miss Frances, how dare you. Streamers are that great, thank you. I never in all years have I attended a celebration without streamers. It's simply uncivilized. Just please go get them right now.
Are you crazy? The party starts in a half hour.
IWInfo Woman
Now, listen, lady, we don't keep imaginary friends here. If you need help I know this really great little place, not too far from here that finds lost imaginary friends. It's called "Foster's--"
I know, I know, I work there.
IWInfo Woman
Not very good at our favorite jobs, are we?
Excuse me, ma'am, I'm lost.
IWInfo Woman
Kid, is this your favorite mom?
I'm not his favorite mom, but I lost him.
IWInfo Woman
I hope you are looking for an imaginary friend, lady.
I'm looking for this kid, too. Tell her, Mac.
IWInfo Woman
That's it. I'm calling security. [Frankie runs away with Mac] Hey!
[Bloo is spraying air freshener while Frankie and Mac are trying to clean]
What? I'm just trying to clean.
Spraying air freshener isn't trying to clean.
Is too. I'm trying to clean the air. Trying to clean and freshening.
Well, go find someplace else to try to clean and freshen, can you?
Fine, if that's how you feel about it. But don't come crying to me while the air feels stale and filthy at least.
Bloo! [coughs] That friend of yours, Mac.
If it's one thing with that guy, it's another.
Hey, what's this? I've never seen this before.
Oh, no! [Bloo is standing in front of a door with a sign reading: "STAY AWAY. DO NOT ENTER."] Bloo! Don't think about it.
