Frisky Dingo (2006) s02e12 Episode Script
Differences are Put Slightly Aside
1 STAN: Previously on "Frisky Dingo" [squishing.]
I'll shoot him! I'll shoot his fat face! Put it down! Drop your weapon! Bollocks! You put yours down! I-I-I have a neck injury! Aw, screw that! Shoot 'em both! - No, shoot neither! - I've got a clean shot.
- Wait.
Are we on his side? - Yes! - Or bossy butchwax over here - Yes.
Who still doesn't even know my name?! Wh-- it's Clint.
What? It's Cliff! Well -- [ scoffs .]
I'm Clint.
[horn honks.]
[mumbles.]
[all gasp.]
- Good lad! - Way to go, Pudge! The classic minivan flank.
Wh-- how did we not see him? [mumbles.]
Ah You're not a ninja.
[mumbles.]
All right, robots, make 'em clatter.
Itmeans drop your weapons.
All: Ohh! It's the sound, 'cause it sounds like that.
Clever! Yeah.
Now, if you'll excuse us [tires screech .]
we've got bigger fish to fry.
Ohh, way to go, Cliff! - I'm clint! - What -- Well, you do kind of look alike.
Ehhkind of Jew-y.
Hey, thanks, Hitler.
[ Groans .]
So, now what do we do? Well, I don't know about you guys, but I'm not just gonna sit here while 600 pounds of crab meat goes bad! - You thinkin' what I'm thinkin'? - Oh yeah.
Hey, Deceptor-bots, assemble! Sorry, fat tits, we got a job to do.
But here [ beeps .]
knock yourself out.
KILLFACE: And what on Earth are you wearing? It's a halo, idiot, not grab bars.
Are those underoos? I'm Awesome X! Ohh! Ta-da! I don't know if I ever knew that.
[mumbles.]
Oh, you don't even know if you're gay or not.
Snip snap! Snip snap, indeed! Now, where the hell is that treacherous Wendell? - Well -- - What? - Huh - Where is he? At my work.
What? [phone rings.]
Cat party - Hang on.
- Cat party.
- [ Scoffs .]
- Go time.
"Welcome to five months ago.
" Welcome to "shut up, I'm on the phone"! KILLFACE: Hmm, I'm down with "dog party" now.
[ Beep .]
- Dog party I - Ashley! Well, what the hell does that mean? Dude, you have to put that on my phone.
Do you have Bluetube? You have to-- What do you mean, "the sea" is gone? ASHLEY: It's just, like, not there anymore.
WENDELL: To the Annihilatrix, Cody ll [ growls .]
for to begin my world domination! Hyah! Yeah, okay, thank you, idiot.
Glad to know the ocean dried up.
Probably from the time I cured global warming.
Maybe Wendell's trying to uncure it Ha! He couldn't "uncure" a ham.
'Cause he's making a beeline to the Annihilatrix.
All he's got is the coupling.
Can't launch it without the key.
[mumbles.]
What? He has both?! W-w-why the hell didn't you say so?! [mumbles.]
No, I don't! [ Mockingly .]
No, I don't.
[ Normal voice .]
- Yes, you do.
- I do not.
- No wonder he likes cock.
.
ney accents.
[hums "Rule, Britannia!" .]
[sighs.]
Alright quit messing around.
We got to go.
- [ Mumbles.]
- To the Annihilatrix! Snip snap- STAN: Because it's an idiotic plan.
Even the name is absurd! First off, I put your name on there as a [bleep.]
courtesy.
And, two, the Annihilatrix is Taqistan's only hope to bring down Mr.
Ford's illegal regime.
MR.
FORD: Come on, now.
Mr.
President, please.
- I mowed the whole yard.
- I understand that.
It's got to be worth 40 bucks.
- I've got - 40 bucks.
$32.
Give me 40 bucks.
But what about the world court? Come on, man, the Hague is a [bleep.]
joke.
Eh, good point.
So, while I figure out how to turn this bitch on, go make a food run.
Does Taqistan have a national dish? MAN: Oh, yeah, get 'em in there.
Can't have a clambake without corn.
Wait, can you have one without clams? Okay, uh this is now a low country boil.
Yeah, I still think that has clams.
Well, I'm sorry the prison food truck didn't have a fresh load of quahogs! But let's still give it up for Curtis for letting us hijack it.
All: Curtis! Curtis! I love Curtis! All: Gay.
Guys, shut up.
Hey, stop it.
Hey, you want me to chuck this in? Uh, guyssevered head? Yea or nay? I can go either way.
- That's like 9 points.
- Oh, wow.
Yeah, I don't know if we'll even need it.
Plus, that's a pretty thick head of hair.
[ Growls .]
Well, how can they stop us, Cody ll? We're like Cagney and Lacey.
You'd be Tyne Daly, though, 'causebig lady! And, you know, Sharon Gless blew up.
[ Squeaks .]
My god, you're right.
I bet they're tracking these robot pants.
[ Beeping .]
KILLFACE: Swear to god, I'm literally going to use Wendell's guts for garters.
Well, wait a second.
- What? - He stopped.
- Where?! - It's at my old work.
Yeah, how am I gonna use some robot pants? Wh-- they got jet boots, woman! I don't know about no damn half and half.
It's totally worth the half and half.
And I'll be back for it.
And don't make me come looking for you.
Hyah! Hee-yow! Ha! These some good kickin' pants.
Yeah, yeah, that is heating up good also probably gonna help kill some of that algae.
And, skimmers where's my skimmers? What? Guys, keep that nice stir going.
[ laughs .]
[ mockingly.]
I [bleep.]
my mom- I made myself.
I'm retarded.
Yeah [zap.]
[Splash.]
[ laughs .]
Hey did I tell you to stop? Barn! Hey! KILLFACE: Stop that! - Barn! I don't have insurance! Why don't you call nobody? Come on, Simone! Simo-- you know this vile creature?! Throw me in a damn-ass dumpster! Look, I put you in a dumpster 'cause I thought you were gonna die! You know, what would Jesus do? - Kick! - Damn it! Ask it where Wendell went.
Well, obviously to the Annihilatrix.
Well, what are we doing here?! I'm not driving the [bleep.]
car! Well, would you go? Please! Better call me, you damn son of a bitch! I promise I will call you! [grunts.]
XANDER: God! Oh, good lord.
That was -- [laughing.]
And what is so bloody funny?! She doesn't have a phone! [ laughs .]
oh! Oh, my god! Your skin is so moist.
[ Growls .]
No, I'm just saying, if you feel something on your back, that's just -- oh, god, what am I saying? You're just a little baby! Oh, I sicken myself.
Oh! All right, let's go.
[ Growls .]
And you're sure they went to the Annihilatrix.
They said that.
Okay, thanks, madam.
.
Hey .
.
- Or sir.
You want to take a dump in my mouth? Yeah.
Kick pants! TAQU'lL: Man, this launch panel is just a breeder reactor wired to the ignition of a '98 Celica.
[ding.]
Stan, I can hot-wire this.
Uh, we may have a larger problem.
- Yes.
- Damn.
I'm afraid you do.
No.
I'm afraid you do! Way to go, Fudge- Now you make them clatter! No, I don't think we shall.
- Wait, what? - What? Don't worry.
This is right about when those robots always show up.
Yeah.
I wouldn't bank on that.
[music playing.]
[ Electricity crackles, music stops .]
Way to ruin it, Cliff.
I'm Cliff! Oh.
Oh.
- Yeah.
- Come on, Valerie! Our quarrel isn't with each other.
- It's with -- - [ growls .]
[ All scream .]
Oh, my god! Bet her vagina is ruined! What? Sex with her is gonna be like a hot dog in a - town.
- [ growls .]
Get it, Cody ll.
Wendell! Oh, hey! Have you met Cody ll? [ Growls .]
[ All scream .]
KILLFACE: To the e-e-e-elevator! G-g-g-go on the elevator! Naw [bleep.]
that.
I got this.
[ All scream .]
[crunching.]
[gulps.]
- Um - Yeah, man what do you think his overall plan was? Well, my plan is the elevator.
[growling.]
[ All scream .]
Ha! Who's papa bear now? [ Keypad beeping .]
KILLFACE: No, I think you have to have Bluetube.
Hang on.
It has to have that.
Is that in -- what is "APPS"? Is that appetizers? I could use some nibblies.
Guys, nibblies? - Operator.
- Y-yes, hello? We'd like some poppers.
No, I don't like poppers.
[ All scream .]
Prepare to meet your maker! [growling.]
What the-- Lasers from the sky! WENDELL: Cody ll's down! [ Sniffs .]
Oh, Cody ll, how brief our time together, but how deeply you touched my life [sniffs .]
and ball sack.
All right, I'm out! Oh, my god.
Yeah, that is one unfortunate ass.
Oh, or -- you mean that, probably.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Oh, relax.
We just need Reese Pieces.
Hey, good idea.
We'll go get some.
Away! Oh, hey, and get some Combos! What am I doing? We got poppers coming.
Never mind! [alarm blaring .]
[alarm fades .]
XANDER: Uh [mumbles.]
Oh, shut up! [mumbles.]
I know, but that doesn't mean that she's -- [gasps.]
- [ Mumbles.]
- Simon! Mother? - Evelyn! - Evelyn? It's a man's name! Why haven't you destroyed this planet? Well, uh, you see -- And where are your clothes?! Welp funny story.
sub/idx: METdeath srt corrections: agi24cz rls: Moonsong WENDELL: All right, I'm out!
I'll shoot him! I'll shoot his fat face! Put it down! Drop your weapon! Bollocks! You put yours down! I-I-I have a neck injury! Aw, screw that! Shoot 'em both! - No, shoot neither! - I've got a clean shot.
- Wait.
Are we on his side? - Yes! - Or bossy butchwax over here - Yes.
Who still doesn't even know my name?! Wh-- it's Clint.
What? It's Cliff! Well -- [ scoffs .]
I'm Clint.
[horn honks.]
[mumbles.]
[all gasp.]
- Good lad! - Way to go, Pudge! The classic minivan flank.
Wh-- how did we not see him? [mumbles.]
Ah You're not a ninja.
[mumbles.]
All right, robots, make 'em clatter.
Itmeans drop your weapons.
All: Ohh! It's the sound, 'cause it sounds like that.
Clever! Yeah.
Now, if you'll excuse us [tires screech .]
we've got bigger fish to fry.
Ohh, way to go, Cliff! - I'm clint! - What -- Well, you do kind of look alike.
Ehhkind of Jew-y.
Hey, thanks, Hitler.
[ Groans .]
So, now what do we do? Well, I don't know about you guys, but I'm not just gonna sit here while 600 pounds of crab meat goes bad! - You thinkin' what I'm thinkin'? - Oh yeah.
Hey, Deceptor-bots, assemble! Sorry, fat tits, we got a job to do.
But here [ beeps .]
knock yourself out.
KILLFACE: And what on Earth are you wearing? It's a halo, idiot, not grab bars.
Are those underoos? I'm Awesome X! Ohh! Ta-da! I don't know if I ever knew that.
[mumbles.]
Oh, you don't even know if you're gay or not.
Snip snap! Snip snap, indeed! Now, where the hell is that treacherous Wendell? - Well -- - What? - Huh - Where is he? At my work.
What? [phone rings.]
Cat party - Hang on.
- Cat party.
- [ Scoffs .]
- Go time.
"Welcome to five months ago.
" Welcome to "shut up, I'm on the phone"! KILLFACE: Hmm, I'm down with "dog party" now.
[ Beep .]
- Dog party I - Ashley! Well, what the hell does that mean? Dude, you have to put that on my phone.
Do you have Bluetube? You have to-- What do you mean, "the sea" is gone? ASHLEY: It's just, like, not there anymore.
WENDELL: To the Annihilatrix, Cody ll [ growls .]
for to begin my world domination! Hyah! Yeah, okay, thank you, idiot.
Glad to know the ocean dried up.
Probably from the time I cured global warming.
Maybe Wendell's trying to uncure it Ha! He couldn't "uncure" a ham.
'Cause he's making a beeline to the Annihilatrix.
All he's got is the coupling.
Can't launch it without the key.
[mumbles.]
What? He has both?! W-w-why the hell didn't you say so?! [mumbles.]
No, I don't! [ Mockingly .]
No, I don't.
[ Normal voice .]
- Yes, you do.
- I do not.
- No wonder he likes cock.
.
ney accents.
[hums "Rule, Britannia!" .]
[sighs.]
Alright quit messing around.
We got to go.
- [ Mumbles.]
- To the Annihilatrix! Snip snap- STAN: Because it's an idiotic plan.
Even the name is absurd! First off, I put your name on there as a [bleep.]
courtesy.
And, two, the Annihilatrix is Taqistan's only hope to bring down Mr.
Ford's illegal regime.
MR.
FORD: Come on, now.
Mr.
President, please.
- I mowed the whole yard.
- I understand that.
It's got to be worth 40 bucks.
- I've got - 40 bucks.
$32.
Give me 40 bucks.
But what about the world court? Come on, man, the Hague is a [bleep.]
joke.
Eh, good point.
So, while I figure out how to turn this bitch on, go make a food run.
Does Taqistan have a national dish? MAN: Oh, yeah, get 'em in there.
Can't have a clambake without corn.
Wait, can you have one without clams? Okay, uh this is now a low country boil.
Yeah, I still think that has clams.
Well, I'm sorry the prison food truck didn't have a fresh load of quahogs! But let's still give it up for Curtis for letting us hijack it.
All: Curtis! Curtis! I love Curtis! All: Gay.
Guys, shut up.
Hey, stop it.
Hey, you want me to chuck this in? Uh, guyssevered head? Yea or nay? I can go either way.
- That's like 9 points.
- Oh, wow.
Yeah, I don't know if we'll even need it.
Plus, that's a pretty thick head of hair.
[ Growls .]
Well, how can they stop us, Cody ll? We're like Cagney and Lacey.
You'd be Tyne Daly, though, 'causebig lady! And, you know, Sharon Gless blew up.
[ Squeaks .]
My god, you're right.
I bet they're tracking these robot pants.
[ Beeping .]
KILLFACE: Swear to god, I'm literally going to use Wendell's guts for garters.
Well, wait a second.
- What? - He stopped.
- Where?! - It's at my old work.
Yeah, how am I gonna use some robot pants? Wh-- they got jet boots, woman! I don't know about no damn half and half.
It's totally worth the half and half.
And I'll be back for it.
And don't make me come looking for you.
Hyah! Hee-yow! Ha! These some good kickin' pants.
Yeah, yeah, that is heating up good also probably gonna help kill some of that algae.
And, skimmers where's my skimmers? What? Guys, keep that nice stir going.
[ laughs .]
[ mockingly.]
I [bleep.]
my mom- I made myself.
I'm retarded.
Yeah [zap.]
[Splash.]
[ laughs .]
Hey did I tell you to stop? Barn! Hey! KILLFACE: Stop that! - Barn! I don't have insurance! Why don't you call nobody? Come on, Simone! Simo-- you know this vile creature?! Throw me in a damn-ass dumpster! Look, I put you in a dumpster 'cause I thought you were gonna die! You know, what would Jesus do? - Kick! - Damn it! Ask it where Wendell went.
Well, obviously to the Annihilatrix.
Well, what are we doing here?! I'm not driving the [bleep.]
car! Well, would you go? Please! Better call me, you damn son of a bitch! I promise I will call you! [grunts.]
XANDER: God! Oh, good lord.
That was -- [laughing.]
And what is so bloody funny?! She doesn't have a phone! [ laughs .]
oh! Oh, my god! Your skin is so moist.
[ Growls .]
No, I'm just saying, if you feel something on your back, that's just -- oh, god, what am I saying? You're just a little baby! Oh, I sicken myself.
Oh! All right, let's go.
[ Growls .]
And you're sure they went to the Annihilatrix.
They said that.
Okay, thanks, madam.
.
Hey .
.
- Or sir.
You want to take a dump in my mouth? Yeah.
Kick pants! TAQU'lL: Man, this launch panel is just a breeder reactor wired to the ignition of a '98 Celica.
[ding.]
Stan, I can hot-wire this.
Uh, we may have a larger problem.
- Yes.
- Damn.
I'm afraid you do.
No.
I'm afraid you do! Way to go, Fudge- Now you make them clatter! No, I don't think we shall.
- Wait, what? - What? Don't worry.
This is right about when those robots always show up.
Yeah.
I wouldn't bank on that.
[music playing.]
[ Electricity crackles, music stops .]
Way to ruin it, Cliff.
I'm Cliff! Oh.
Oh.
- Yeah.
- Come on, Valerie! Our quarrel isn't with each other.
- It's with -- - [ growls .]
[ All scream .]
Oh, my god! Bet her vagina is ruined! What? Sex with her is gonna be like a hot dog in a - town.
- [ growls .]
Get it, Cody ll.
Wendell! Oh, hey! Have you met Cody ll? [ Growls .]
[ All scream .]
KILLFACE: To the e-e-e-elevator! G-g-g-go on the elevator! Naw [bleep.]
that.
I got this.
[ All scream .]
[crunching.]
[gulps.]
- Um - Yeah, man what do you think his overall plan was? Well, my plan is the elevator.
[growling.]
[ All scream .]
Ha! Who's papa bear now? [ Keypad beeping .]
KILLFACE: No, I think you have to have Bluetube.
Hang on.
It has to have that.
Is that in -- what is "APPS"? Is that appetizers? I could use some nibblies.
Guys, nibblies? - Operator.
- Y-yes, hello? We'd like some poppers.
No, I don't like poppers.
[ All scream .]
Prepare to meet your maker! [growling.]
What the-- Lasers from the sky! WENDELL: Cody ll's down! [ Sniffs .]
Oh, Cody ll, how brief our time together, but how deeply you touched my life [sniffs .]
and ball sack.
All right, I'm out! Oh, my god.
Yeah, that is one unfortunate ass.
Oh, or -- you mean that, probably.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Oh, relax.
We just need Reese Pieces.
Hey, good idea.
We'll go get some.
Away! Oh, hey, and get some Combos! What am I doing? We got poppers coming.
Never mind! [alarm blaring .]
[alarm fades .]
XANDER: Uh [mumbles.]
Oh, shut up! [mumbles.]
I know, but that doesn't mean that she's -- [gasps.]
- [ Mumbles.]
- Simon! Mother? - Evelyn! - Evelyn? It's a man's name! Why haven't you destroyed this planet? Well, uh, you see -- And where are your clothes?! Welp funny story.
sub/idx: METdeath srt corrections: agi24cz rls: Moonsong WENDELL: All right, I'm out!