[Over the opening logo (The letters EB in a circle), titles, and credits of this Encyclopedia Britannica film...]
Easter Bunny films presents...
"Truck Farmer": The special edition. Includes scenes the studio thought too graphic for audiences.
CCrow
Wonder if they sold this film door to door?
[A tractor is clearing down trees for farming.]
CCrow
Aah! It's Killdozer! Clint Walker, no!
Here, thousands of acres of rainforest are cleared away. Who cares?
CACrow [as driver]
Stupid trees! God, I hate them.
Early tractor pulls, not that much fun. This is the freestyle competition.
CCrow
Don't see many of these trees anymore. Well, down it goes.
The sad thing is this guy doesn't even work for anybody. He's just doing this for kicks!
[Servo has Crow cover him in skin-color paint to fufill his desire to be a "real boy"]
The human body in all its many shapes and sizes is a wonder to behold! Today I emerge from my metal chrysalis... I am no longer Tom Servo- mere robot; I am now Tom Servo- real live boy! Ah-ha! Snips and snails and puppy dogs' tails, that's what Tommy boy's made of!
Really, huh? I knew this was gonna happen someday- you've come down with Pinocchio Syndrome!
Nonsense! It has always been my dream to be a real live boy; and now, I am that very thing.
Why? There's millions of real live boys on Earth; [but] there's only one Tom Servo!
I want to run and jump and skin my knees!
CCrow
You don't have any legs.
I- I wanna catch frogs down by the ol' swimming hole.
CCrow
Your arms don't even work.
[starting to become forlorn] I want to experience the world of emotions and feelings!
CCrow
[bluntly] You'll get beat up, because you're a freak.
[sorrowfully, as Joel comforts him] Oh; now I know I'm a real life boy- I can feel my heart breaking.
[Frank absent-mindedly baked a Chippendales dancer into the Mads' latest experiment "Cake n' Shake"; the dancer's (still alive) hand poking out of the half-disassembled cake]
The Jaws of Life, Frank! Get the Jaws of Life!
TSTV's Frank
[offers the dancer his slice of cake] Cake?
CCrow
[watching the scene unfold back on the Satellite] ...Oh, it's beefcake!
[after finally digging the dancer free at the end of the episode]
Sorry we missed you, Joel. We almost came this close to losing-
Right! Almost lost Rodney. I apologize for all of this; I'd like to make it worth your while. [offers him tip money, while Rodney starts a strip-tease dance] No thank you, it's fine. You've done enough.
Okay, so, is everybody done with their art-therapy project?
Joel, what's the point of this art-therapy stuff, anyway, huh?
Well, by having you draw pictures of your idealized family, maybe you can escape some of the deep psychological problems that Jimmy, the star of today's movie, suffered because of his family. So let's see what you've drawn, okay? This is Crow's... .
[Crow's drawing is a giant version of himself with a handlebar mustache, knives for hands, and lasers firing from his chest, walking down a city street crushing buildings]
CCrow
That's my dad. He's all-powerful! His hands are made of stainless steel and he has lasers that shoot out of his chest. Pyeww! Pyeww!
CCrow
I don't have to tell ya, he's the coolest dad in the whole neighborhood. And when we go to father-son picnics, we win every event. And he dispenses homespun wisdom and teaches solid Midwestern values while crushing all who block his path!
Uh huh. And what about the handlebar mustache?
Okay, let's see here. [writes] "Oral obsession with mustache indicates nasal-labial shame." Good, okay. Now let's see yours here, Tom. What's this?
[Tom's drawing is two women holding hands, with a big robot standing behind them]
Okeydoke! Uh, that's my mom, my dad and my mom. My mom is Hayley Mills, my dad is Gigantor and my mom is Peggy Cass.
Uh huh. And why are your moms holding hands, Tom?
Okay, let's see... . [writes] "Latent "Parent Trap" syndrome." [aside whisper] Man should be in a straitjacket! [addresses Gypsy] Okay, Gypsy, this one's really nice, what about this one?
[Gypsy's is of her, Crow, Joel, Tom and Cambot--holding hands, with Richard Basehart looking down on them from a cloud overhead]
Gypsy: Well, Joel, my ideal family is right here! And I know Richard Basehart watches over us all.
Oh, that's really sweet, Gypsy. But tell me, why does Richard Basehart get to play God?
CCrow
Uh, Joel? Why are you spending your time psychoanalyzing robots?
[Short but awkward silence]
[Commercial sign]
We'll be right back. I do know! I really do know.