Aqua Unit Patrol Squad 1

Wong Worker: You don't think they're... dicking around, do ya? Mr. Wong Burger: No, no, they love dick, they crave dick.

Mr. Wong Burger: Are you telling me, I don't know dick?

Frylock: Hopefully the swelling in your chest should go down.. once the testosterone fully circulates around your body. Carl: Ohh. What about my voice? Frylock: Oh, I added a third testicle to speed up the process. I'll have to cut it out later. Otherwise you'll just go insane with rage.

Mr Wong Burger: What're you doing touching my dicks? Frylock: You can't just run around ripping off people's dicks, to make a giant dickship. Mr Wong Burger: I have an advanced degree in Dicknology! Frylock: You're a madman, Wong Burger! This ship will never fly! Mr Wong Burger: Well how else am I supposed to get home?! Frylock: Call someone to pick you up! Mr Wong Burger: I will...

Meatwad: Hey Carl, look at there. You could still pick your dick outta the garbage. Carl: Is that it? Is that mine? Of course it is, it's got that curve to the left.

(Carl gets up to find he looks like a woman) Carl: Yeah, you're right. This was a very bad idea. Master Shake: Hey Carlena! Wow! Carl: Oh. I get it. You put me under, dress me like a woman, took pictures of me. Laughs on me right? Frylock: Well, no Carl... see... (Chuckles nervously) You're not just dressed like a woman. Carl: ... Well do go on, please. Frylock: Well it's pretty simple really. I removed your dick so no one will have no need to remove it. Carl: So the giant blood stain is a.. what is that? Me having my period I guess? (Laugh) Frylock: It could be... or it could just be the spot where I snipped your dick off. (Carl remains silent) Meatwad: You takin' this pretty good, Carl. Kudos.

Mr Wong Burger: Those dicks! Will you please.. somebody stack them better?! Worker: The dicks won't hold together, Mr. Wong Burger! Worker: We're gonna have to wrap these dicks with something. Maybe with a, a dick! Mr Wong Burger: Are you telling me I don't know dick?! If anybody knows how to build a ship out of dicks it is me! Workers: Yes, Mr Wong Burger. Mr Wong Burger: Because I am King Dick! Worker: We're missing a dick for the nose cone! Mr Wong Burger: The dickship will never hold together! What's taking them so long?! He entered a binding legal contract the moment he took a sip! Worker: You don't think they're...dickin' around over there do you? Mr Wong Burger: I doubt it. They're professional dick hunters. They crave dick, as we all do.

Frylock: Apprently, Carl, when you bought that medium drink you entered a binding contract that enables them to rip off your dick. Carl: Oh no.. Frylock: Yeah. And there's really nothing I can do about it.

Frylock: Carl, come on out. Carl: Are they gone? Frylock: Yeah, to your house. They're going to turn it inside out, Carl. Until he gets ahold of your dick. Master Shake: Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa.. Hey, hey! He's over here! Frylock: Would you shut up!

Frylock: I told y'all this closet is not to be opened! It is a horrible, horrible place in there. Meatwad: Well, there's a knob there! Frylock: Why do you think I put the sign there?! Did you think I was being cute?!

Meatwad: Just grab the bottom of the cup, rip it and win! Prizes include a new car, or a discount on Teriyaki fries. At Wong Burger, when it's right, it's Wong! ....some customers may get their dicks ripped off. Carl: I frickin' knew he said that! I knew he said that! Meatwad: What? About the Teriyaki Fries?

Commercial Guy: Just grab the bottom of the cup, rip it and win! Prizes include a new car, or a discount on Teriyaki fries. At Wong Burger, when it's right, it's Wong! ....some customers may get their dicks ripped off. Carl: Right there! Right there, did you hear that? Meatwad: Oh yeah, about them Teriyaki Fries? Carl: No, no no no no. The last part, the low, fast part. Rewind, go back! Meatwad: We ain't got no Tivo. Master Shake: That was live, Carl. Meatwad: But we can still go back through the power of imagination. Master Shake: I like the way you're thinkin', go get the puppets. Meatwad: Okay!

Meatwad: Hey y'all, look at this! Just rip it and win! Frylock: Oh, what'd you win Meatwad? Meatwad: Twenty cents off my next Wassabi fries! All right! You see, they fill the fries with wassabi sauce through a needle.. Frylock: I know Meatwad, I know. I saw the ad too. Meatwad: And they good! Frylock: I'm sure they're not..

Meatwad: Come on back.. Frylock: Step..there's a step.. Carl: I'm losing my grip here.. Where do you want it? Where do you want it?! Frylock: Step down! Meatwad: There! Master Shake: Was that thing heavy? Frylock: Dammit Shake! Did you have to order the Super-Size trough?! Master Shake: Hydration is essential!

(After Carl discovers that Frylock chopped off his dick to keep people from ripping it off, turning him into a woman, he sees his crotch start bleeding) Carlita: And... what is this then? My... period or something? Frylock: It could be... or it could just be where I cut your dick off...

Carlita: Oh no, you keep it, and HUMP YOURSELF!

Carlita: Oh man, those pain killers were awesome!

Shake: Hey! Someone threw a perfectly good hot dog in the trash! Mmm! (Frylock and Meatwad look at each other) Next to two soggy walnuts! And what's that... it leaves a strange taste in my mouth... what is that blood? Mmm... yeah... tastes like blood!

Shake: Ding-dong, the dick is dead, Carl!

Meatwad: See what you win, Carl. Carl: Uhh. Tonight you will get your dick ripped off.. That doesn't sound right, does it? Here, read this.. Frylock: Tonight you will get your dick ripped off.. Carl: Is that a prize?