Danger Mouse1981

[Dangermouse, lost in space, stops at an asteroid to ask directions from a guy with a hand for his face]

Dangermouse:
Um... excuse me. Could you tell us, where in the universe, we are?

Hand Face:
HAHA! Boy, you be in The Party Part!

Dangermouse:
[confused] "Party Part"?

Hand Face:
"The Party Part of the Universe"! HAHAHAHA!

Dangermouse:
"Party Part of the Universe"? Never heard of such rubbish.

Penfold:
[a bell rings] Someone's at the door, DM.

Dangermouse:
Well see who it is. [pause] Well?

Penfold:
It's an officer, DM. He gave me this note.

Dangermouse:
Well, what does it say?

Penfold:
Uh..."You have been fined 99 bicycle clips, go directly to jail, do not collect 200 pounds... who's that naughty boy there?"