Aqua Teen Hunger Force
Rabbot
<Laboratory of Dr. Weird (South Jersey Shore)>
Dr. Weird: Gentlemen, vegetables have threatened man for generations. I have obtained funds to solve this vegetable nightmare. Behold!
Steve: Hey, um, Dr. Weird, I thought that grant was for something like to cure diseases or--
Dr. Weird: The grant? What is that?
Steve: Uh--
Dr. Weird: Shut up. Behold! The Rabbot!
Steve: Uh, Dr. Weird--
Dr. Weird: Now bring me my large French perfume and spray him in the eyes because that's how it happened to me. Now you feel pretty, don't you? MWAHAHAHA! (Rabbot breaks through wall and escapes)...The Rabbot! My creation! WHAT HAS SCIENCE DONE!!??
(Rabbot flattens Carl's sports car)
<Aquateens Theme>
Carl: What happened to my freakin car?!
Shake: Good morning, Carl! How's it going?
Carl: Oh yeah, good morning to you there, Mr. Food Monster, this is how it's going. Look at my freakin car. It is crushed to begeezes and back.
Shake: Have you gotten any estimates?
Carl: Oh for the freakin--I just found it this way! I just walked out here for freakin sakes!
Shake: Carl, Carl, it's okay! It's cool, man! I'm a detective. Clear the crime scene and let me think. ........ Meteors did it! That'll be $20.
Frylock: Hey, Carl.
Carl: Great, we got the Fry Man up there.
Shake: I have not called for you, Frylock. What are you doing here?
Frylock: I live here.
Shake: Well quit hovering. I am the leader.
Frylock: Man, your car is messed up. How are you going to get to work, Carl?
Carl: I work out of the home.
Shake: Frylock, send Carl to work, then we shall solve this mystery and make $20.
Carl: Hey, I work out of the home. Do not point that fry thing at me. Aw, geez.
Shake: Quickly, Carl, the ray is upon you. Where do you work?
Carl: I done told ya, I work out of the home! Now stop with the freak beam!
Shake: Send Carl to the home then!
Frylock: To the home!
Carl (as he is tossed into the air): Stay out of my pool! (lands on the roof of his house) Oh, my hip!
Shake: Okay, that'll be $20.
Frylock: So, what now, Shake?
Shake: We shall solve the mystery from Carl's pool!
Carl: Oh no, don't go to my pool.
Shake (to Carl): Going to the bank!
<Carl's pool>
Frylock: This is a fun pool. I do like splashing.
Shake: Yes, playing is for pleasure. We should have a pool. Make us one from the sky, I command it.
Frylock: Yeah, yeah, I'll do that.
Shake: Seriously, I do command it.
Frylock: I wonder who killed Carl's car.
Shake: A car cannot be killed. It was murdered....by someone who is jealous of Carl's ability to drive. Jealosy is the motivation. Wake the Meatwad.
Announcer: Man, everybody know meat don't sleep.
<Meatwad's room>
Shake: WHOOAAAOOOOOAAAAOOOAAAOOO! WAKE UP, MEATWAD!
Meatwad: (jumps off his grill, and starts dancing) Good morning, Frylock, how are you doing?
Frylock: Good morning, Meatwad.
Meatwad: This is a good beat! Why aren't you dancing?
Shake: (flattens Meatwad's jambox) Dancing is forbidden. It is mystery time. We have a case to solve. Aquateen Hunger Force, assemble!
<Carl's pool>
Meatwad: Can I go swimming?
Shake: Now look, it's clear to me that meteors have destroyed Carl's car...
Meatwad: Can I go swimming?
Shake: ...but he's committed to give us $20...
Meatwad: Can I go swimming?
Shake: ...so what I propose to do, is spend that money now...
Meatwad: Can I go swimming?
Shake: ...before he has time to take it back.
Frylock: And we're going to spend it on what?
Shake: Candies.
Meatwad: Hey, Master Shake, can I go swimming?
Shake: Look, Meatwad, this is Carl's pool, not yours. You can't just decide to go swimming whenever you want.
Meatwad: But you're swimming right now.
Shake: What I'm doing is merely swirling the water about. That's not a crime.
Frylock: Uh, Shake, we swam enough now, haven't we? Shouldn't we get going on this mystery?
Shake: Let's do it tomorrow. It's supposed to snow tomorrow.
Frylock: No, we're doing it right now.
Shake: Fine! Aquateens assemble! Because Frylock-baby has to have it!
(Shake and Meatwad fooling with the automatic garage door)
Shake: Come on! Today!
Meatwad: Hey it's going down!
Shake: Keep pressing it! Keep pressing it! ...Why do you keep pressing it?
Meatwad: I'm not doing anything.
(Frylock blasts the door off)
Shake: Well hurrah, now I have to go to the bathroom.
Announcer: Shake, you know you don't have a bathroom, baby.
Meatwad: So where are we going?
Shake: Shut your deformed mouth, Meatwad, before I nail it shut. I will be the one asking the questions....come on, go! Will you just go!
Frylock: My Fry-dar is picking up an unusual scent off Car's car.
Shake: It is the scent of jealosy, clearly.
Meatwad: It smells to me like perfume.
Shake: What did I just tell you? I was not put on this earth to listen to meat. Frylock, were you?
Frylock: It is perfume. Whoever killed Carl's car was smelling real good.
Shake: Whatever, just follow it, come on! The scent! Do it!
<Powerpuff Mall>
Shake (as Meatwad struggles to pull the wheelbarrow): Slow down, Meatwad. You'll get us all killed. You want to get us all killed? Because you're gona do it. Keep going the way you're going, oh yeah. Keep going, brilliant!
Frylock: The scent seems to be coming from that mall.
Shake: I know.
Meatwad: Alright! I want some jeans!
Shake: I'm the one who wants some jeans! (To Frlylock behind the perfume counter) What are you doing? What's taking so long? Why are we still here?
Frylock: I'm analyzing this scent.
Shake: How did you get back there? That's for salespersons only. I want to get back there. Get me back there.
Meatwad (morphing into a bridge over the counter): Here, take the meat bridge. It's right here.
Shake: Meat bridge? No. (breaks counter and walks past it)
Meatwad: Well, fine, don't take the meat bridge.
Shake: How close are we to avenging the death of Carl's car? And please say soon, because I am bored.
Frylock: A large quantity of hair growth formula is missing from this counter.
Shake: Well as long as we don't go back to the lab.
Frylock: I need to go back to the lab.
Shake: Gaa, it'll take a thousand hours!
Frylock: What sort of twisted fiend would need this much hair growth formula?
Shake: It's a perfume counter. Obviously a woman did it! Now let's go!
Meatwad: Ooooh! Hey, Frylock, look at this. (looking through a Rabbot-shaped hole in the wall)
Shake: Get away from that. That's an emergency exit, and if you set off the alarm and get every one of us in trouble, you'll be the one to go to prison, not us!
Frylock: That could be a clue.
Shake: It has nothing to do with this. What's the matter with you?
Meatwad: I found it.
Shake: You'll find the back of my hand very displeasing. Now roll on over here...right here next to my hand.
Frylock: Why are these jeans all covered in hair?
Shake: Why is anything ANYTHING? THAT is the style from L.A., and that is where my manager lives, and my agent, okay? The case is solved.
Announcer: The case is solved, yeah right.
Frylock: Shake, aren't you even curious the hole in the wall, the hairy jeans, all that missing hair growth formula?
Shake: No, I don't think so. The case is solved. It was meteors. Meteors did it.
Frylock: I thought that you said a woman did it.
Shake: A woman, a meteor, whatever! Carl doesn't know! We're the detectives!
(Rabbot is spraying a building with hair growth formula)
Frylock: Shake, did you see that?
Shake: What? That afro pick? Yes, and it's mine, I called it. Get away!
(Rabbot sprays Shake with hair growth formula)
Shake: No! I'm gonna die! I'm gonna die! (sees he has grown long hair) I'm beautiful! Look at me, Frylock, I'm beautiful! I like the length, makes me look a little wild. (Growls)
Frylock: Look, that rabbit is the thing that killed Carl's car, and we need to stop it.
Shake: Okay, here's the plan: Indigo is right accross the street from here, okay?
Frylock: The hair salon?
Shake: Yes, and I'm going to go over there and see if they can squeeze me in for a perm, but when I get back, this rabbit's going down!
Frylock: Yeah, thanks, Shake, thanks a lot BUDDY.
Shake: Take care, I'll be back in an hour.
Frylock: Meatwad
Meatwad: What? What's going on? Hey, can I get my jambox?
Frylock: Maybe later.
Meatwad: Maybe now, I'm going to go get my jambox.
Frylock: No, Meatwad, not the jambox!
Meatwad: (turns on the jambox and dances) Everybody likes dancing, Frylock!
(Rabbot starts to dance)
Frylock: Good going, Meatwad. You've tamed him with your greasy dance of joy.
(Shake returns with perm)
Shake: I leave for 45 minutes and this is what happens? Frylock, burn the rabbit down.
Frylock: I don't think we need to do that. He's just dancing.
Shake: Do it, Frylock, because I said so!
(Frylock's beam bounces off the Rabbot and hits Shake, setting his hair on fire)
Frylock: Sorry.
Shake: AAAH! OOH Way to go! WAY TO GO!
Frylock: You okay?
Shake: Do I look okay? Stand back and I shall destroy him. Shake power activate! (squirts a glob of milkshake from his straw) Now come over here and slip on it if you dare, rabbit! (Rabbot hops over) Now set the trap Frylock!
Frylock: Trap? What trap?
Shake: Go get a trap!
Frylock: I didn't bring no trap. What trap you talking about?
Shake: Come on, let's go, let's go, he's gonna kill us!!
<Carl's pool>
Shake: I've called this meeting to say that downtown is no longer safe, so in short, we need to pick some new restaurants and night clubs.
Carl: Get out of my freakin pool!