[Mike drops a ladder into Castle Forrester, where Pearl, Bobo and the Observer are having their breakfast]
I am entering the actual structure now. It appears to be a barn of some sort, or it... no, it's an eatery. It is an eatery. I will approach one of the patrons and attempt to gather information on my... whereabouts...
[Looking at the back of her cereal box] Brain Guy.
Yeah. [Summons a cannon which points at Mike]
Ahh! OK, I'll get back up and watch my movie, wh- ah... which is, uh, what again?
[Still reading the back of her cereal box] "Werewolf".
"Werewolf", right. Uh, Brain Guy, you wouldn't want to beam me back up, would you?
[Still reading the back of his cereal box] No.
Didn't think so, just checking. I'll... get back up and watch my... [Hastily climbs back up the ladder]
[Host Segment Four. Mike had tripped over Crow while exiting the theater, and has a gold net and claws]
It's very simple, Mike. Just don't fall on me anymore.
[holding a rag to his head] Well if you weren't so sharp and pointy, I think I'm gonna need stiches!
Well, pick up your feet next time, you big- [notices Mike's new features] hey. Say Mike, theres something about you, I don't know, but suddenly you are very, very handsome man!
Yeah. I can't believe I never noticed how striking you are! I mean, you are a god!
[while Mike is flattered with Crow's complements, Tom enters and yells at Mike's new look]
Mike, look at your hands! Feel your head!
[Mike does so] So I have claws and a net. What's the bi.. [voice suddenly starts to sound like Crow] Hey! Wait a minute!
Ah, when you stupidly fell on me, some of my essence must've mingled with your essence.
Blech! Don't say essence!
Yeah, you know what? I am beginning to look and feel like you, and you know what I'm...
[choruses with Mike] Perfectly comfortable with that. Yes, that's exactly what I said!
Ah! He's a Were-Crow! A WERE-CROW!
Okay-uh, so tell me how you feel?
...I have an intense love for bacon...
...And a sense of moral superiority over everyone I meet.
Yes, perfect! You're me! Oh-ho this is turning out great!
[disgusted] If you excuse me. I'm going to throw up, all over myself! [leaves]
Yeah, whatever. So what else can I expect?
Well, your voice is going to change every 7 years or so...
You'll start ordering salad spinners by the truckload, from QVC-
Great! [Commercial sign starts] Oop. [choruses with Mike] Well be right back!
Well, you're gonna have to hide your huge collection of tattoo magazines.
Ooh, good point! [chuckles]
