Chowder Season 1 Episode 7

Mung: (To the thrice cream man) Is this a family recipe?

Chowder: (Thinking to himself) I like thrice cream.

Mung: Chowder! Focus, boy.

Chowder: I am focused. (Makes hand motions)

Mung: (While Chowder's handing him the ingredients) Time to squeeze in some squash. Make space for some spice. Make room for the mushroom.

Chowder: (Hears thrice cream cart, runs off, and comes back) Here's your mushroom.

Mung: But we already...(Opens oven to see Truffles sitting in it agrily) Not done! (Closes oven)

Chowder: (Hears thrice cream cart and runs off)

Mung: We gotta get rid of this kid's thrice cream obsession!
Shnitzel: Radda.

Truffles: (In the oven, talking to Mung) Oh, honey.

Mung: (To Shnitzel) Run, man! Run! (Shnitzel grabs Mung and runs off)

Truffles: Honey, tell me the truth. Have I become a little large in the barge?
Mung: Chowder, take cover. (to Truffles) Um, No.
Truffles: Is that a question?
Mung: (nervously) No.
Truffles: So I've put on weight?
Mung: I didn't say that.
Truffles: I need to go on a diet?
Mung: I didn't say that!
Truffles: Come on! Out with it! Am I fat?!
Chowder: Fat? Yeah!
(Mung Daal bops Chowder on the head)

Chowder: Thrice cream, please don't ever go away!
Mung: (to the thrice cream salesman) GO AWAY!

Truffles: Chocolate pudding, vanilla pudding, butterscotch, you are none of these. Tapioca pudding, this is you!

Chowder: I'm sorry, Thrice Cream man. I still like you, I just can't smell you, touch you, or be near you at all.

Thrice Cream Man: Scoop in mouth time!
Mung: Oh, I think Chowder has had enough scoop in mouth, for a while.
Thrice Cream Man: (sadly) No scoop? Thrice Cream Man bad!
Mung: No! You were great! Really!
Chowder: I'm sorry, Thrice Cream Man. I still like you... I just can't be near you, or smell you, or look at you is all.
Mung: Don't worry! We'll find you some other nice kid who would love to eat thrice cream.
Thrice Cream Man: (angrily) No! Scoop in mouth for Chowder only!

Truffles: We're all back on the diet!
Mung and Shnitzel: (groaning in disappointment)
Chowder: Yeah!

Mung: (about Chowder) This kid is a bottomless pit.

Truffles: (to Chowder on the map) Why are those dots following us? Run, Chowder!

Mung: Wearing bigger shirts makes you feel skinnier? That gives me an idea...
(Mung tries to feed Truffles flibber-flabber again, but fails)
Mung: Wait, I've got another idea.

Mung: Chowder, life lesson number one: never tell a woman she's fat.
Truffles: (crying) If anyone needs me, which I doubt because I'm so hideously disgusting, I'll be in bed, hanging out with my only friends: peanut and butter!
(Truffles takes out a bottle of peanut butter and a stick of butter, dips the butter in the peanut butter, and eats it)
Truffles: Oh, yes, so… I hate you! I love you! I hate you! I love you! Ah! I'm gonna go cry myself to sleep.
Mung: Well, we got off easier than I expected.
(Truffles flies back into the room and points at him)
Truffles: (angrily) You! You did this to me!
Mung: What are you talking about?!
Truffles: Are you or are you not the chef here?
Mung: (proudly) Indeed I am!
(Mung Daal places a chef's hat on his head, though Truffles knocks it off)
Mung: My hat!
Truffles: (angrily) You make this food that makes me fat! You get some sort of sick kick outta keeping me fluffy?
Mung: (angrily) Woman! You crazy! My cooking does not make anyone fat! The rest of us here are doing just fine! We are the picture of health!
(The scene shows Chowder, Mung Daal and Shnitzel, all fatter than they normally appear)

(Mung tries several other ways to make Flibber-Flabber taste better but fails)
Mung: That's it, I've had enough!
(tries again)
Mung: Okay, now I've had enough.

Truffles: That's it! I can't eat this slop, and it's your fault! You need to make it taste better!
Mung: But this stuff is straight nasty.
Truffles: And I thought I married a chef... not a crybaby!
Shnitzel: Ooh...
Mung: Stop doing that!