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00:22:54
Christopher McCulloch, James Urbaniak, Doc Hammer
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They don't hand-write microdot on the outside. They use, like, computers.
He's getting ectoplasm everywhere.
Just pack up your little shantytown and leave.
Yeah. Gary, former henchman, scullion class.
Or maybe a crampon! It's hard to hear him.
No! God, you're worse than my old henchmen!
I always thought you were a schmuck, but what kind of monster would I be...
Liar! You choked on a popsicle stick at a Halloween party.
The sound that kills and a teleporter. Dibs on the killing sound.
but I am by trade a necromancer! You know what that means, right?
What does it take to get rid of you, you parasite? Tweezers and a match?
Can't a man leave his home with a shovel without an inquisition?
And that is why I didn't lose my virginity until I was 24.
He calls you a crumb-bum!
What is that? A royal jelly donut you got there, you big queen?
- Now, that's not at all... - Like in a beehive! When the queen dies.
Can't a man leave his home with a shovel without an inquisition?
I can't. Sweetie, I can feel them.
You eviscerated and sodomize Vince Neil on national television!
You eviscerate and sodomized Vince Neil on national television!
with a smuggle-in molecular destabilizer and zap!
Because I accidentally resurrect their bodies!
How the hell did they get in here?! I padlock this wing years ago.
and he morph into the new queen.
The universe weep for them.
Liar! You choke on a popsicle stick at a Halloween party.
Have intercept message from Butterfly to Cocoon.
He understands and forgive you!
As was Ronald Reagan till he bounce a check.
Anyway, after the slugs have been activate, that machine...
He stole my girlfriend! He just wants me out of the picture permanently!
You, too, are trap between worlds!
I have destroy your life!
You hungry? Thinkin' about making grill cheese.
A beard is not a substitute for a jaw line, no matter how you trim it.
You got responsibilities at home. The bills are stack up...
That computer feeds all their nocturnally recorded memory synapses.
This organization ain't gonna be racially mixed, is it?
You could accidentally make the cats huge or something.
♪ Someday a spirit will lift you and take you there ♪
He stole my girlfriend! He just wants me out of the picture permanently!
- He's definitely calling me a crumb-bum. - Here!
You can't run away from your life forever, Doc!
Slow down. What about the zombies?
We still can't find my right side, which I'm now certain is outdoors.
What exactly will my title be for this new criminal syndicate of ours?
My apologies. I didn't see you... Wait, perhaps you could help.
I hear what you're saying. Instead of being henchmen...
But Hank, no, Hank is quite upset! Rage, I can hear his rage!
Money in the bank. So this baby is almost finished, right?
Your sons' souls are near!
From your helmet I can judge that you've been here long enough to know...
- Fine. I'll clean up your mess. - Great! I'm half done with it.
♪ Brother and sister, together we'll make it through ♪
How can you be so nonchalant about this?
is now a tasteful reproduction Noguchi coffee table by Herman Miller.
I'll tart it up with a coat of baby blue enamel...
This Aztec calendar says today is your lucky day!
Anyone not totally retarded?
And memories, hopes, and dreams? Their immortal soul!
They shed their mortal coil as a snake sheds its skin.
before my tragic life-altering television repair accident.
- That is awful! - You didn't even see her. It was horr...
But Hank, no, Hank is quite upset! Rage, I can hear his rage!
What does it take to get rid of you, you parasite? Tweezers and a match?
I wouldn't be surprised if you go home tonight...
- This is weird. - Totally!
Zombies are animated bodies without souls.
This is routine! I just raise this sword and go...
The silent killer.
My God. That's sad. Well, you're fired, too.
- Doc did that to himself. - My stupid brother did this.