Look at these tapes! "It's a Sugary-Wugary Day" by Laffie. "Life's a Rosy-Posie Bed of Honey" by Marie Fluis and Pork Chop. The titles alone are enough to make my teeth rot!
I'll help you floss.
I'll help you hurt!
There's only one ride that interests me - the incredible thrill ride of taking over the world!
Mmm, I think there's a height requirement for that ride.
Wheee! Oh Brain, I love the teacup ride!
Pinky, get out of that woman's teacup!
Isn't life wonderful, Brain? Just think, we started out as lab mice forced to spend the whole day working our way through frustrating mazes that went absolutely nowhere. Now we get to do what humans do! [camera zooms out to reveal the line they're standing in is frustratingly long]
Hey, where's Elmyra?
Oh no, she's lost! We might never see her again!
Stop trying to cheer me up, Pinky. She's got the tape.
BBoy
Mooom! I wanna go back to the ride where the little atronomic girl is tearing up all the fuzzy animals!
Oh no! Elmyra's wandered into the plush toy store!
Yes, finally! The Happy Sappy Children of Many Lands ride! Where cheery music will spread the message that a mouse should rule the world!
Oh no, Brain. Narf! You're thinking of that other park in Orlando.
All I have to do head past Norway, cross Finland, and get to the ride controls which are just behind Chad.
Chad who?
Chad the country.
What a lovely name! Do you think it would suit me?
Personally, I think "Dolt" would be more appropriate.
Pinky, after I switch the tapes, I'll met you near Chad.
I'd like to meet Chad!
Chad is not a person!
That ride's even better now that Baloney's singing.
You know, I heard Baloney singing, but I didn't see him anywhere.
Maybe he's talking to Chad.
Come, Pinky. We must leave this horrid place and prepare for tomorrow.
Why, Brain? What are we going to do tomorrow? ...I know! Tomorrow we'll get the right tape and come back to Duckyland!
Oh no. Even the world isn't worth that. Nothing is going to get me to come back to this... to this Hieronymus Bosch-inspired nightmare world!
Oh, look, it's time for a visit with Mr. Loyal Subject. [puts on puppet and has it say:] Hello, Your Highness. Hail you! [as himself] Hello, Mr. Loyal Subject. What's the secret word for today? [as Mr. Loyal Subject] The secret word for today is "Brain"! [as himself] Golly, that's me! [as Mr. Loyal Subject] That's right; it's important that our viewers must learn to bow before the Brain! [lights flash and Brain addresses the puppet] Hey, you said the secret word! You win!
Knock knock!
My goodness, someone's at the door. Who could it be?
It's me, Pinky the Unstinky! Shut yer face! Shut yer face!
Hello, Pinky the Unstinky.
Hello, Mr. Loyal Subject! Hello, Brain! [lights flash]
You said the secret word!
I did? Um... what's the secret word, Brain? [lights flash]
You said the secret word again!
Really? I've never won anything before. What do I win, Brain? [lights flash] Oh, this is so exciting!
OK, that's enough.
Enough of what, Brain? [lights flash]
Stop saying the secret word!
What's the secret word, Brain? [lights flash]
Errrrgh! Stop saying "Brain"! [lights flash]
Ah! You won, Brain! [lights flash]
Stop it, stop it, stop it!
Stop what, Brain? [lights flash]
Okay, that's it! The secret word is not "Brain"!
WUHAHAHA!!!!! SHUT YER FACE! SHUT YER FACE, BRAIN!!! [continues to repeat "Brain", with the lights flashing each time, until Brain hits him on the head with his sceptre)
The new, NEW secret word is "pain".
Our ratings are in the toilet.
Oh, I'll get them.
ZTZipp Twyman
I've never seen such high numbers! Your ratings have gone through the roof since you added Elmyra to the show!
How ironic.
And each year, in a misbegotten melange of civic pride and corporate boosterism, they [the Gristle Meat Company] throw a huge televised parade down the main street of town, the Meat Parade. And one lucky little girl is chosen to lead that parade on television before millions of people. Do you know who that lucky little girl is this year, Pinky?
Someone named Meat? [laughs] Meat!
Meat my fist, Pinky.
[as Elmyra's cousin, "Patty Ann"] Why, uh, hello, cousin Elmyra! I've missed you so.
Don't you be all smarty-clown-nosey with me! You just came here to make time with my man!
I wouldn't give two hoots for that walking cyst you call a "man".
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