Robot Chicken s06e08 Episode Script
Choked on Multi-Colored Scarves
It´s alive.
-Hey, you're new arround here, right? -Yeap, barelly been played.
Little advice? Pop one of those conector pins from your circuit board -What? But then I wont work rigth.
-Just trust me.
He's not working.
Oh, yeah! Oh, my God! Oh, yeah! Oh, Yeah.
Wow, that cloud totally looks like a dude! -You're right! And look, two more! -Ha, ha! It looks like one of them has a knife.
Yeah! And they're killing that other one! -He, hey.
We're calling the cops.
-Who said that? -We got witnesses.
-Oh, yeah? We got two heroes? You ain't see nothing.
Don't make me come after your family.
-What? -Just do what they say, Jimmy! -Mom? -Call 911! I said no cops! Hey, look, a turtle! My mind is going, Dave.
I can feel it.
Doctor Langweid talked me to sing a song.
I can sing it for you.
Yes, I'd like to hear it, Hal.
Sing it for me.
It' called "Smell your dick", by Riskay.
I ain't that bitch you want to play with f[Bleep.]
drop them boxers, let me smell your dick You were right, Max Linking the robot to my movements was a key to our victory.
I love you, Dad.
I love you, Max.
I can squeeze you in half.
Somebody needs a nudging, nudging No, no, no, please no.
Now settle down, or little while, gonna tell you about a kid named Josh! He was born in a suburb above Florida, with a sister, a momma, and a dad.
He's not great with the ladies, but he's good at math, and he lives in a crazy house, buh-dum, bam! And then one day, Josh got a letter from an acting school in France.
So he went to France and now he's there, with Pierre, the snob, and Brigite, the bombshell, and they live in a crazy house, buh-dum, bam! But then, Josh wont out of acting school, and went back to the crazy house from before.
And now he's back with his mom and dad, what a drag at twenty-four, buh-dum, bam! And then one day, Josh was walking alone, and he found a talking snake.
And the snake told him to move back to France.
So they went back to France, and found Pierre.
But Brigite was married.
So now it's Josh, Pierre and the snake, and they live in a crazy house, buh-dum, bam! And then the snake bit Josh and Pierre, so they decided to put him to sleep.
But the french veterinarian felt bad for the snake, so she decided to save the snake in secret, and she brought the snake back to where she lives, with a coworker roommate that've an another talking snake, and they live in a crazy house! It'a a vet, a weirdo and two talking snakes, Josh never appears again, buh-dum, bam.
Ok.
So, do we strive or do Oh no, you guys are already running.
Wait, wait, wait! Is anybody else winded already? -A decoy! -Get down! Oh, that's sharp.
I shouln't be running with that.
Cooooool, man, that's heavy.
Oh, my inhaler! I'll may need that later.
-Medic! Medic! -You've been shot! Let me heal you.
No, not shot.
But I really mind in twisting my ankle.
Well, actually not twisted it really, but I mind in definitely put my weight on it.
This is a combat zone, you fool! Actually, my ankle feel ok, but I just really need someone to talk to-- I mean, war is scary.
And what happens when I get back to the whole front? That's where the real battle begins-- am I rigth, you molt clew toe.
Is that your healing wafer? Eu will refind.
Sue, what's the most important thing you look for in a man? Arrrrgh, sense of humor? Just hear me shareland.
Fee on so dareland.
Love my blonde haireland.
Let me play Maryland.
Oh, boy, that Katherine McPhee sure can sing.
Mr.
Spielberg, you shouldn't be producing TV shows.
You should be making movies.
Aw, the studios just want remakes.
They even want me to remake my own movies.
Good Lord, have you seen this That's the DiMaggio's penis! Would a remake really be so bad, Sir? Fine! They want a remake, I'll give them the mother of all remakes.
Spielberg's stylle.
Oh, man, I didn't sign up for this.
We're doomed.
Not so fast.
Here comes the War Horse! -Let's get on, War Horse! Ne, he, he, he, hey! Hope you brushed your pubes today, Albert.
Because we're about to go balls deep All, right, War Horse! -One horse can win the war? -No.
But E.
T.
may even the odds.
He who give it live, can also take it away! Ouch! But I thought aliens were supposed to be cute and cuddling.
Not anymore.
Killer aliens are big box office.
I keep up.
I read the trades.
I'm hot lights! I'm poor, black and ugly, but I'm here to f[Bleep.]
you off.
Celie from The Color Purple was one bad motherf Shut your mouth! I'm just talking about Celie from the 1985 film "The Color Purple".
Look! Here comes Tintin! Riding a velociraptor riding jaws! Ah, don't want! I'm out! And eyes like a doll's eyes.
It's called "the On Carnivale", It happens in animation when the human eye see something it doesn't reconize, that's wierd, But they design over their so photo real.
We did it, Swift Wind! The Horde won't bother us again anytime soon.
Now, let's turn back into plain old Princess Adora and her horse Spirit.
It' meatloaf night back at the castle.
No, no, wait, wait, let me land before you Oh, my God, bitch! I told you to wait for five f[Bleep.]
ing seconds.
Spirit, I am so sorry! This is like a simple "rule of five" [Bleep.]
cab.
If we're in the air, I need my magic [Bleep.]
ing wings.
For the love of God, get me a [Bleep.]
ing doctor.
A Doctor can't help you.
Wait a minute! You f[Bleep.]
up the landing and I get the death penalty? A horse's broken leg will never heal.
Almost fifty percent of a horse's bones are in its limbs.
Besides which sixty-five percent of a horse's weight rest in its front legs.
You show a loaded up bold barrows with the Lara Hard caliber euthanasia factoid, Sister.
Have you been planning for this? It's just part of being a responsible horse owner.
Oh, my Godness! What's happened? Oh, it's terrible, Castaspella That evil Hordak made us switch bodies again.
I'm really Princess Adora, and she's really Spirit.
Well, that's easily remedied -Magical mind swap! -Wait! Oh, my leg! Well, you know, sixty-five percent of the bones, blah, blah, blah I am magic.
I could fix that in two seconds.
Heh.
Whose up for a meatloaf? It's the top of the hour on KGI AM 780.
AM radio is still exist.
Aha, the perfect plan.
Security would notice Skeletor and Beast Man sneaking in, but as babies, we are undetectable.
Ah, I dont't like this Boss.
When can we turn back? The spell wears off in one hour.
By then, we'll have infiltraded the royal chambers and How mentioned of that did you hear? What you're doing? Oh, my God! That's discusting! What are you complaining about? I'm the one with the high and beast senses.
You don't even have a nose.
I smell with my tongue.
That's how my body compensates.
Ok, over the fence on three.
One two three! These puny arms are worthless! Eighty percent of my body weight is in my head! Oh, God, no! Get away you little turd burglar.
Oh, what a bad baby.
No pushing! Hey, this isn't so bad.
Oh, yeah! Baby wants more! -Boss, how do you want -Silence, Beast Man.
I'm uh, adding a new face to my plan.
Oho, yeah! Spank the blue of my bad baby bottom! Oh, my gosh! It's Skeletor! Oh, f[Bleep.]
.
I, King Randor, award this medal of honor to Eternia's greatest champion.
Skeletor, if it wasn't for you, generations of children would have suffered at the hands of that abusive nanny.
Her cicle of violence is forever broken.
Thank you.
Aw Hello? Boss? I think something's wrong with the spell.
Captioning: Rene L.
C.
Revision: ianOnTheNet
-Hey, you're new arround here, right? -Yeap, barelly been played.
Little advice? Pop one of those conector pins from your circuit board -What? But then I wont work rigth.
-Just trust me.
He's not working.
Oh, yeah! Oh, my God! Oh, yeah! Oh, Yeah.
Wow, that cloud totally looks like a dude! -You're right! And look, two more! -Ha, ha! It looks like one of them has a knife.
Yeah! And they're killing that other one! -He, hey.
We're calling the cops.
-Who said that? -We got witnesses.
-Oh, yeah? We got two heroes? You ain't see nothing.
Don't make me come after your family.
-What? -Just do what they say, Jimmy! -Mom? -Call 911! I said no cops! Hey, look, a turtle! My mind is going, Dave.
I can feel it.
Doctor Langweid talked me to sing a song.
I can sing it for you.
Yes, I'd like to hear it, Hal.
Sing it for me.
It' called "Smell your dick", by Riskay.
I ain't that bitch you want to play with f[Bleep.]
drop them boxers, let me smell your dick You were right, Max Linking the robot to my movements was a key to our victory.
I love you, Dad.
I love you, Max.
I can squeeze you in half.
Somebody needs a nudging, nudging No, no, no, please no.
Now settle down, or little while, gonna tell you about a kid named Josh! He was born in a suburb above Florida, with a sister, a momma, and a dad.
He's not great with the ladies, but he's good at math, and he lives in a crazy house, buh-dum, bam! And then one day, Josh got a letter from an acting school in France.
So he went to France and now he's there, with Pierre, the snob, and Brigite, the bombshell, and they live in a crazy house, buh-dum, bam! But then, Josh wont out of acting school, and went back to the crazy house from before.
And now he's back with his mom and dad, what a drag at twenty-four, buh-dum, bam! And then one day, Josh was walking alone, and he found a talking snake.
And the snake told him to move back to France.
So they went back to France, and found Pierre.
But Brigite was married.
So now it's Josh, Pierre and the snake, and they live in a crazy house, buh-dum, bam! And then the snake bit Josh and Pierre, so they decided to put him to sleep.
But the french veterinarian felt bad for the snake, so she decided to save the snake in secret, and she brought the snake back to where she lives, with a coworker roommate that've an another talking snake, and they live in a crazy house! It'a a vet, a weirdo and two talking snakes, Josh never appears again, buh-dum, bam.
Ok.
So, do we strive or do Oh no, you guys are already running.
Wait, wait, wait! Is anybody else winded already? -A decoy! -Get down! Oh, that's sharp.
I shouln't be running with that.
Cooooool, man, that's heavy.
Oh, my inhaler! I'll may need that later.
-Medic! Medic! -You've been shot! Let me heal you.
No, not shot.
But I really mind in twisting my ankle.
Well, actually not twisted it really, but I mind in definitely put my weight on it.
This is a combat zone, you fool! Actually, my ankle feel ok, but I just really need someone to talk to-- I mean, war is scary.
And what happens when I get back to the whole front? That's where the real battle begins-- am I rigth, you molt clew toe.
Is that your healing wafer? Eu will refind.
Sue, what's the most important thing you look for in a man? Arrrrgh, sense of humor? Just hear me shareland.
Fee on so dareland.
Love my blonde haireland.
Let me play Maryland.
Oh, boy, that Katherine McPhee sure can sing.
Mr.
Spielberg, you shouldn't be producing TV shows.
You should be making movies.
Aw, the studios just want remakes.
They even want me to remake my own movies.
Good Lord, have you seen this That's the DiMaggio's penis! Would a remake really be so bad, Sir? Fine! They want a remake, I'll give them the mother of all remakes.
Spielberg's stylle.
Oh, man, I didn't sign up for this.
We're doomed.
Not so fast.
Here comes the War Horse! -Let's get on, War Horse! Ne, he, he, he, hey! Hope you brushed your pubes today, Albert.
Because we're about to go balls deep All, right, War Horse! -One horse can win the war? -No.
But E.
T.
may even the odds.
He who give it live, can also take it away! Ouch! But I thought aliens were supposed to be cute and cuddling.
Not anymore.
Killer aliens are big box office.
I keep up.
I read the trades.
I'm hot lights! I'm poor, black and ugly, but I'm here to f[Bleep.]
you off.
Celie from The Color Purple was one bad motherf Shut your mouth! I'm just talking about Celie from the 1985 film "The Color Purple".
Look! Here comes Tintin! Riding a velociraptor riding jaws! Ah, don't want! I'm out! And eyes like a doll's eyes.
It's called "the On Carnivale", It happens in animation when the human eye see something it doesn't reconize, that's wierd, But they design over their so photo real.
We did it, Swift Wind! The Horde won't bother us again anytime soon.
Now, let's turn back into plain old Princess Adora and her horse Spirit.
It' meatloaf night back at the castle.
No, no, wait, wait, let me land before you Oh, my God, bitch! I told you to wait for five f[Bleep.]
ing seconds.
Spirit, I am so sorry! This is like a simple "rule of five" [Bleep.]
cab.
If we're in the air, I need my magic [Bleep.]
ing wings.
For the love of God, get me a [Bleep.]
ing doctor.
A Doctor can't help you.
Wait a minute! You f[Bleep.]
up the landing and I get the death penalty? A horse's broken leg will never heal.
Almost fifty percent of a horse's bones are in its limbs.
Besides which sixty-five percent of a horse's weight rest in its front legs.
You show a loaded up bold barrows with the Lara Hard caliber euthanasia factoid, Sister.
Have you been planning for this? It's just part of being a responsible horse owner.
Oh, my Godness! What's happened? Oh, it's terrible, Castaspella That evil Hordak made us switch bodies again.
I'm really Princess Adora, and she's really Spirit.
Well, that's easily remedied -Magical mind swap! -Wait! Oh, my leg! Well, you know, sixty-five percent of the bones, blah, blah, blah I am magic.
I could fix that in two seconds.
Heh.
Whose up for a meatloaf? It's the top of the hour on KGI AM 780.
AM radio is still exist.
Aha, the perfect plan.
Security would notice Skeletor and Beast Man sneaking in, but as babies, we are undetectable.
Ah, I dont't like this Boss.
When can we turn back? The spell wears off in one hour.
By then, we'll have infiltraded the royal chambers and How mentioned of that did you hear? What you're doing? Oh, my God! That's discusting! What are you complaining about? I'm the one with the high and beast senses.
You don't even have a nose.
I smell with my tongue.
That's how my body compensates.
Ok, over the fence on three.
One two three! These puny arms are worthless! Eighty percent of my body weight is in my head! Oh, God, no! Get away you little turd burglar.
Oh, what a bad baby.
No pushing! Hey, this isn't so bad.
Oh, yeah! Baby wants more! -Boss, how do you want -Silence, Beast Man.
I'm uh, adding a new face to my plan.
Oho, yeah! Spank the blue of my bad baby bottom! Oh, my gosh! It's Skeletor! Oh, f[Bleep.]
.
I, King Randor, award this medal of honor to Eternia's greatest champion.
Skeletor, if it wasn't for you, generations of children would have suffered at the hands of that abusive nanny.
Her cicle of violence is forever broken.
Thank you.
Aw Hello? Boss? I think something's wrong with the spell.
Captioning: Rene L.
C.
Revision: ianOnTheNet