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Meatwad: What's this thing here?
Frylock: I'm keeping his head alive with electrical impulses, and the computer is able to translate his brain output into text.
Meatwad: Really? Oh, is that an 'F?' He's dropping F-bombs over here!
Frylock:(now covering the monitor screen) D-d-don't look over here, Meatwad, these are just words you don't need to learn.
Meatwad: I'm gonna start dropping F-bombs. Listen to this. Fart you, farthead.
Master Shake: That's not how F-bombs are dropped, you idjit!
Frylock: Oh, come on, Shake!
Meatwad: Oh, the fart it is, farter! Fart all y'all. Y'all go fart yourselves.
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Shake: (About Carl with stifling laughtrt) Wait a minute! Before you turn him on, do you think he'll be able to see us?
Frylock: In ways you can only imagine.
Shake: But look, I mean, is he gonna be able to chase us? Cuz if I woke up looking like that, I would just run towards the nearest living thing and kill it.
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Frylock: (After getting into Carl's house and talking to Carl behind the couch) Hey Carl, did you loose something behind the couch?
Carl: (Yelling)Yeah I did! I lost peace and quiet! What do you need? What do you want? Can I not just live here without having to occassionally deal with you animals?
Frylock: Well yeah, it is your house.
Carl: That's right, it is!
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Shake (to Meatwad): That's not how F-bombs are dropped you idjit!
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Meatwad: (After Carl is ripped apart) Gentleman, we have the technology... we can rebuild him. (After tying Carl's head to a tree) And there you go Carl! You may feel a little stiffness tomorrow but, that'll be natural. Hey, while were on the subject, can I use your pool? (Grabs Carl's mouth and moves it as though it speaks, deepens his voice) "Yes, Meatwad, you may." (In his normal voice) Okay, thank you.
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Frylock: I know it's going to hurt a lot, Carl, but I want you to try and walk towards me.
Carl: Oh I'll come over there! (Carl starts walking forward, screaming in pain until he reaches Frylock) Let me give you a big hug!
Frylock: (choking) Ah! Carl! That's a little... tight.
Carl: I'm going to hug the breath right out of you!
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(Carl awakens to find his body covered in eyeballs)
Carl: (looking at his reflection in his mirror) Woah! Woah! Woah! Gross!
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(Frylock and Meatwad are watching as Carl, without the aid of the invisibility screen drops his pants and goes to the bathroom on the new toilet.)
Shake: (rushing over) Lemme see! Lemme see! I don't wanna see that!
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Dr. Weird via his answering machine: Gentlemen! You have reached Dr. Weird's residence. Now speak at the tone! (beep)
Solicitor via Dr. Weird's answering machine: Hello, Dr. Wire... Wired, Weird...
(Both Steve and Dr. Weird are shown to be standing next to the answering machine)
Dr. Weird: Steve, send the phone spiders! (Steve places mechanical spiders into the answering machine)
Solicitor via Dr. Weird's answering machine: We were just wondering if yo... (Screams in terror) Spiders!
Dr. Weird: I guess we're not interested! HAHAHAHA!
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Frylock: I mean, you don't remember, do you, Carl?
Carl: I remember some things. I'm just not so clear on being so old and bla- why am I black? And where did I get this suit? It's ridiculous!
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Meatwad: (after shooting Shake in the air) Fudge you, butthole.
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Shake: We don't need a toilet. The pile of clothes in the hall has worked fine for us for years!
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Frylock: Do you know how much water is used when you flush the toilet-?
Carl: I don't know, I give up. What?
Frylock: ...Three gallons.
Carl: (Sarcastically) Wow... what a waste. The poor children.
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(Frylock has put Carl's head on the robotic body)
Frylock: I give you the ultimate in military hardware! Complete with laser cannon, indestructible titanium exoskeleton, and motion activated plasma pulse rifles.
Shake: And you're gonna plug him in?!?
Frylock: You're right. Damn, what the hell was I thinking?
Meatwad: Fudge!
Frylock: That's not an F-Bomb.
Meatwad: Fudge You!