Mystery Science Theater 30001988

Bobo:
You bet there's something wrong! The Lawgiver went on vacation and left us with... a babysitter. Look!

Steffi:
Why won't you play with the blocks?

Observer:
I don't want to play with blocks. It's insulting! I have an infinite intellect.

Steffi:
I think you're a little crabby and you might need a time-out to think about it.

Observer:
No, I can't stand time-outs. The silence! The desolation!

Steffi:
Okay, are you going to play nice with the blocks?

Observer:
Allright, Steffi. You win... this time.

Bobo:
You see, it's horrible! And she calls me Fluffykins and treats me like an animal.

Steffi:
Hey, did you chew this?

Bobo:
Um... yes.

Steffi:
No! No chew! No. God, man... There's hair everywhere!

Bobo:
Please don't treat me like this. I'm a distinguished professor of anthropology from a future where apes evolved from men.

Steffi:
No chew! Go lie down!

Bobo:
Oh, Ok.