Brock
Hey, have you seen the boys? They were supposed to be practicing for their road test but it looks like they forgot the car part. What, uh... what are you guys, uh... into there?
Orpheus is making me follow that magic head thing I told you about.
We're very close to divining its will!!
Brock
Aww, he's got you doin' it now. You guys are cute together. I'm going to go look for the boys. (to himself) Story of my life.
Brock
OK, Hank, look! She used to be Power Cat on American Gladiators. Show gets tanked, she checks herself into the nuthouse. Every couple of years, she puts on the old costume, kidnaps you, or tries to kill your dad or burns down the compound. Depends on what meds she's coming off of.
How come we don't remember her then?
Brock
Look. You don't remember because you're cl--
(Brock & Dr. Venture both say "Cl-cl-cl--" trying not to reveal that both of them are clones)
I can't help feeling like we're not getting the whole story.
Right! Maybe she was telling the truth.
VDr. Venture
All right! So I fucked her! What of it?
Brock, I need dead people. Lots and lots of dead people.
Brock
Uh-huh.
Now I've already got 12 from the henchmen you killed, not counting the black guy without the head, but we need like, uh, 100 something. We need like a full gross of dead people.
Brock
Right, and, uh... where are we gonna get all these dead people?
Well, I thought, seeing as you are... you know, you and all, I thought maybe... you could go out and--
Brock
No.
Brock
No.
Brock
No.
Well, fine. Thanks a lot for not helping.
Brock
Anything else?
Brock
Why's he gotta cry like that?
Brock
Well, I'm not the one who froze his corpse or nuked him back from the Great Beyond to be a half-dead short bus seat warmer.
VDr. Venture
But you did kill him. And then when I unkilled him you kind of did it again.
You hit him so hard he has an afro now!
Brock
Yeah, he was just this guy... guy in a butterfly suit who got in over his head. And I could see it in his eyes that if I let him get away this one time he'd never come back...but then, I also thought...y'know...Kill 'im. What kind of way is that ta -
SShaman
Quanto! (Begins to Mumble)
SSShaman's Interpreter
Wuh - one time, I am in the Amazon, on my canoe, and I see, swim, the dolphin, the, uh, the beautiful dolphin, so I slip out of my canoe, and I grab her, this...fish...(Shaman mimes a penis penetrating a vagina, placing one finger through two looped together)...and, uh, then I fucked it... the fish!
Brock
The Hell's that got to with anything?
SSShaman's Interpreter
Hot dolphin!
Brock
[suddenly realizing] You're an idiot!
DDolphin
You see, Brock Samson, we're all one. We all share the same need for shelter, warmth, fulfillment. The secret of happiness lies not in conquest, but in empathy.
[The dolphin is speared in the back and ripped out from under Brock, then drawn up into the belly button of what appears to be a very large and very naked woman, though her face is obscured]
Brock
Wooooaaah. Better dolphin!
[The 'Woman' Leans forward, revealing 'Her' true face]
Brock
Hunter?!
What is all this namby-pamby feel bad about good wet work bullshit?! You're beyond good and evil, Superman! You work for the government.
Brock
What about uhhh, humanity and empathy and all that garbage?
Who cares? You're going to special ops heaven.
Brock
Really?
Really! And it's god damned great! [He flies upwards, clutching Brock to him] The G-Man Valhalla! There's trim and guns everywhere. And we eat steak flavored clouds and poop secrets!
Brock
[Hugging one of Hunter's gigantic Breasts] But you're not even dead. You're a woman!
And you're a tool, boy, a tool! Built for a single purpose by the United States of shut your third god damned eye for a good fucking reason! You can't teach a hammer to love nails, son. That dog don't hunt!
[Brock awakens]
Brock
DON'T! HUNT!
[The Groovy Gang are fleeing Venturestein when they run into Brock]
Brock
DON'T HUNT!
Not so fast, los—[Brock grabs his arm] Don't shoot me!
Mine is the sword of Michael! [the gun fires, shooting Sonny] I'm bleeding all over!
[Brock head butts Ted, killing him]
[dying] I'm so cold, man...I'm so fuckin' cold.
[various henchmen are crawling around in pain, there are bachelor party decorations torn up on the walls]
2#24
Oy, he's gonna kill us. Maybe if we beg for mercy.
2#21
Oh god, let him. It would be such sweet release from this torture we've brought upon ourselves. Oh fuck it, you kill me. Just don't hit my head or make too much noise doing it.
Brock
I have an idea, chunk. :[the camera pans over to reveal Brock is in a holding cell] You open this door and I'll kill ya.
2#21
What. Did. We. DO?!?
2#24
Oh shit, I thought I dreamt that part.
Brock
[Snarling] David...Bowie.
Brock Samson. It's been a while.
Brock
Not long enough. Your lucky I don't kill you right here after what you pulled in Berlin.
[Iggy Pop and Klaus Nomi jump in front of Bowie, acting as his bodyguards]
(David Bowie transforms into an eagle and flies away.)
Brock
Doc, you’re OK.
DVDoctor Venture
I swallowed a gold filling during the crash, so we have to hook up the metal detector to the toilet again. What did we miss?
The guy from Labyrinth turned into a bird!
Brock
Cow's on my side. That's 6 - 2 me.
Monster! I'll catch you yet. [yelling out the window] Show yourselves, you cowards!! This is the farm belt, let's see some action on this side!!
Brock
Cow's on my side. 7 - 2.
Brock
Oh, oh! [pointing out Hunter's window] Cemetery! You lose all your cows!!
[pulls the car over] Damnit, this side's cursed! Your turn to drive, you lurid golem!