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00:22:40
Christopher McCulloch, James Urbaniak, Doc Hammer
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- What's this all about, Rust? - I bet that pompous loudmouth Orpheus...
I would rather die than call that snake charmer for help.
No. He's an abomination. Go ahead, Brock.
I want the caveman to eat me.
He sold it to the albino and his tiny companion. Ta-ta!
I can't use the thermos because it smells like old milk...
Let me know the gentle caress of a woman, let me sleep in the shade of love's bow.
Boy adventurer, what do you need? A road map? It's simple!
This other head likes to clean my genitals with his mouth.
Pumpkin, do you still have that dollhouse meemaw gave you?
It's industrial espionage! You've come to steal our great ideas.
Well, yes. I was saving the world from a secret peril!
Oh, my God, number three. "Melon heated in a microwave."
from plunging eternally towards oblivion!
Man, you are such a sucker!
It's all full of spit now, and it smells like a wet cat.
I command you by the intimate whisper of vulgary...
"Tasted a flower?" Is that a direct metaphor?
- You win. - Knew it, you charlatan!
- What'd you put down? - I misunderstood the question.
- Snacks! - Good call, Billy, I'm starve over here.
Forget it. I'm not my dad! I can't even fix something that he invent!
Is anybody else not impress by the Hall of Sorrows?
I already apologize for that!
Super swear. Please?
- I need that shrink ray I sold you. - Yeah.
Muggy like his chin rub. Who's a good mummy?
No use crying over spill magic.
Hatched by the same egg from which emerge raw.
Slower than haunted house spike walls...
We're not possess, we're trapped.
Tricks? How dare you?! With just a thought, I could rise into the air!
It's all full of spit now, and it smell like a wet cat.
- You think we mess up the past? - I wouldn't worry about that.
Rusty, you broke into our house and trash it.
We're not possessed, we're trap.
abut Argos was Ulysses' dog. He had only one head.
from plunging eternally towards oblivion!
and go win that incredibly gay contest! Go! Go!
Brimstone. OK, fine. Porthole to the burning nowhere. You got me.
I have the zero point magnets somewhere that'll take the pyramid walls down in a jiff.
I absolutely did. What are you gonna do about it?
Caligula, you take the second wave alone.
but not quite as slow as evil scientist's spiked walls.
Man, I almost killed you with my hand.
I'll be back soon with expensive crap to get you all out of here.
No, no. Just drop it there. I'll get it later.
We need to come up with a plan fast.
Laser ray, mind control helmet, Tesla coil. Anything else?
Way to quote something I said, like, a year ago. But I'm serious. Hold on.
- You ever heard of him? - Osiris cult?!
Well, at least you hit him this time. Anything happen?
I got to admit, I always wanted to get Edgar Allan Poe in a headlock.
Think hard, boy!
It'll be there in a minute, Billy. Think deviled eggs.
Archie and his indolent companion Jughead wear the same clothes every day.
This unknowable safety net keeps your soft pink insignificance...
I'm a supe scientist.
- What's this all about, Rust? - I bet that pompous loudmouth Orpheus...
Spiked walls are closing in on us and you want to put on a puppet show.
We shall celebrate your inflated sense of self...
Drop to your knees, you ignorant savages!
Slower than haunted house spiked walls...
- That's a bit harsh. I have many friends. - Name one, and Dr. Venture doesn't count.
I know it sounds insane, but Hank has the only idea.
Great! Way to be useless, Dean.
My wife left me because of the persistent advances of a younger man!
I thought it was an adolescent phase of yours.
I command you by the intimate whispers of vulgary...
Either way, I'm not impressed with your tricks.
Let me know the gentle caress of a woman, let me sleep in the shade of love's bow.
Steady, Perfect Man! Ready, Brock!