Check It Out! with Dr. Steve Brule2010

Dr. Steve Brule:
[narrating] I wonder who I am, anyway. What do I do as a job?

Dr. Steve Brule:
Come on. Use your head, Steven!

Dr. Steve Brule:
[narrating] Maybe I make my way through this sorry old world as clown.

[Dr. Brule sees himself as a clown]

Dr. Steve Brule:
Look at that silly clown. Hey, clown.

Dr. Steve Brule:
[narrating] [chuckles] He's funny to look at a clown.

Dr. Steve Brule:
I'm probably not a clown. Get out of here, clown. Shoo! Shoo, clown.

Dr. Steve Brule:
[narrating] Maybe I'm a fry cook, like my good ol' daddy. Like father, like son.

[Dr. Brule as a fry cook spits on the original Dr. Brule]

Dr. Steve Brule:
[narrating] Hope not. Sure don't want to smell like horse grease all day.

Dr. Steve Brule:
[narrating] Could be a fireman. Firemen are hunks.

Dr. Steve Brule:
This is what I probably am.

Dr. Steve Brule:
[narrating] Oh, yeah, that's what I am -- A rockstar, man.

Dr. Steve Brule (as a rockstar):
Rock 'n' roll!

Dr. Steve Brule:
Look what I am. [laughs]

Dr. Steve Brule:
[narrating] Well, maybe I'm not a rock star, but maybe I'm a rocket man -- A real rocket jockey.

Dr. Steve Brule (as a rocket man):
[imitates laser fires]

Dr. Steve Brule:
Don't shoot me, Rocket Man! You're me!

Dr. Steve Brule (as a rocket man):
[imitates laser fires]

Dr. Steve Brule:
Wait till I tell Dorris Pringle-Brule-Salahari that her boy is a rocket man!