[Dives across the room, grabs a shotgun] Hush-a-bye!
S1 E15Unfinished Business
[Hank awakens tied up on a dirty old mattress inside an abandoned motel room.]
Well isn't this new and different!
Wait... I know what you're doing! You're trying to get me in sack!
(genuinely taken aback) I beg your pardon?!
No wonder nobody but you can see that head!
Wha... How dare...
The tights, the jewelry, always tagging along... 'Oh, let me get my big gay cloak and I'll join you!'
I'm trying to help you!!
Help me out of my Speed Suit!!
Master! Master, are you here? I have need of your counsel. Ooohh...
Orpheus, you’re going to love this, check me out, huh? I’m Catherine the Great’s horse, to teach you a lesson about biting off more then you can chew! My partially-lovely assistant, Miss Manyface, will be playing the part of Catherine.
Hi.
Enough with the chatter. Get under there...Don't wince!
Master, far be it from me to question the relevance of your symbolism, but I'm very certain the whole "horse" thing was an urban legend...
Sorry about earlier...I'm probably just still jet lagged, and you know, floating demon head and all.
Apology accepted. Just...stay on your side of the room! [Trying to Joke] Tiger!
[An Awkward Silence]
...Yes.
[Another Awkward Silence]
You, uh... wanna go halfsies on a skin flick?
'Kay.
You can silence me but there will be others. Semper Fidelis Tyrannosaurus!
It's Sic Semper Tyrannis. You said, "Ever faithful terrible lizard."
I did? Cool.
Well, I hope you're as good at fighting as you are at talking.
Hell no, look at me! You're the weapons expert. [Watches her defeat the Black Guard effortlessly.]
That is so excellent. [She feels for a switch panel on the wall.] Oh I like to do that too, it's soft.
[Dr. Orpheus is trying to check out of a motel in his usual attire, and meets the catsuited owner, Myra Brandish]
Isn't it a bit early for a costume party?
Why, are you throwing one, Dracula?
What the hell is she doing here?!
This woman has come to rescue you.
From what?!
From loneliness, you silly billy.
(to the Monarch and Dr. Girlfriend) Love is not private. Love is to be shared. I've locked you in. Neither of you may leave until you have reached compromise. Good luck, and may love show you the way. [opens his umbrella and begins to ascend toward the ceiling] Say goodbye to all your pretty children for me.
Can you understand what he's saying?
Like... half the time.
(out of frame) My umbrella is stuck on something. I require assistance.
Compromise, my friend, is the essence of diplomacy, and diplomacy is the cornerstone of love. [Singin] Sweeeeeet looooove.
So is she or isn't she?
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?
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.
All right! So I fucked her! What of it?
When Dr. Venture finally succeeds in attaining the holy grail of superscience, the revivification of a human corpse for fun and profit, a washed up gang of wandering former teen sleuths is convinced that the Venture Compound is haunted. Their investigation uncovers something far creepier. Meanwhile, Orpheus shepherds Brock through a crisis of conscience with the help of a New Age shaman and a bizarre tea party.
[A POV shot of a Monarch Henchman's goggles. A strike force assembles by a crevasse near the Venture Compound]
(to the POV) How's it goin', Texas! Ya staying frosty?
[POV nods in agreement]
Better get your game face on, 'cause that's the Venture Compound over there! Yeah, we lost a lot of good men trying to take that place...
[#24 appears]
21! Why are you wasting your time talking to the new meat? 9 in 10 don't even last a month.
[To Brock] Ah, but we two souls have shared a cheese sandwich more than twice!
Darn! Out of gas. (notices Venture Industries) Hey, gang, dig this! Looks like some sort of secret, abandoned military base.
Patriarchal white pig square's nest.
Far out, Val. But something's fishy in the state of Denmark. I can feel a mystery coming on.
Ted, you said I could see my parents.
This was on the way, Patty.
We've been driving to my parents' house for ten years. You promised.
Patty... being out of your box isn't a right, it's a privilege. Baby, you don't want to go back in your box, do you?
No.
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