Pinky and Brain in “The Pinky P.O.V./The Really Great Dictator/Brain Food”

Pinky

Brain? Brain? Yoo-hoo! Where is he? Ah! He really should clean up after himself. Oh, well. [sweeps up the dust and walks over the trash can, humming a tune, and looks at himself in admiration] Zort! [chuckles cheekily and dumps the dust]

Brain

Pinky? Open the trash can. [Pinky does so] Thank you.

Pinky

Brain, that was amazing! How did you do it?

Brain

[grabs and pulls Pinky by the nose; annoyed] I was helped by a moronic blabbedy big word blah blah real big word something or other blah.

Pinky

[rubs his nose] Well, that was nice of him. You know, it's hard to find a friendly, um, what you said.

Brain

Not hard enough. [bashes Pinky with a pencil, making him fall over]

Pinky

All fall down. [laughs cheekily] Narf!