12 oz. Mouse2005

[Fitz starts to understand his purposes]

Mouse 'Fitz' Fitzgerald (normal version):
A part of me thinks I'm somewhere else, but the other knows better. I worked for Intel investigating a rogue foreign scientist who developed alter dimensionation in case of bit war. It enabled man to move into the future and withstand devastation, but my wife told me to quit. But it was too late. I-I think.

Buzby:
Yeah, it was, and that's way more than I know. And your wife, all a memory plant. Wife-es no existo. Fake-o in al brain-o.

Mouse 'Fitz' Fitzgerald (normal version):
Alter dimensionation was destroyed, and the people left inside that world were stuck. It was privately funded.

Buzby:
Hmm. Dr. Sharkington, perhaps?

Mouse 'Fitz' Fitzgerald (normal version):
There was a rich guy who funded the project, a total square. And a total a-hole.

Buzby:
So, who got stuck there?

Mouse 'Fitz' Fitzgerald (normal version):
Everyone in my division.

Buzby:
Okay, now we're getting on to something.

Mouse 'Fitz' Fitzgerald (normal version):
How do you know anything about this?

Buzby:
That's not important right now. What is important is that alter world is imploding and your friends need your help to get out. The world needs your help.

[dramatic music plays]

Mouse 'Fitz' Fitzgerald (normal version):
I-I don't want to go back.

Buzby:
Look, Mo, I got there through Sharks' pepperoni wave exchange. It's powerful, you have no idea. Shark wants to tap into your mind in order to gouge a path of freedom for his own freedom.

Buzby:
If Shark arrives here in the now, he will overtake what you know as Earth.

Mouse 'Fitz' Fitzgerald (normal version):
Well, if that's true, then we don't even know how to get back there.

Buzby:
I got something. I have a -- I got a map somewhere, or a button, or a switch. Maybe like a key.

Mouse 'Fitz' Fitzgerald (normal version):
What about Clock?

[Buzby tackles Fitz]

Buzby:
NEVER MENTION HIM!

[suddenly the pepperoni starts to make a vibrating signal]

Shark:
And goodnight Mr. Mouse and your little Bee buddy. Shitty dreams.