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[while putting his ear to the library door, Hellboy overhears a faint soft rock song playing on the other side; he enters and the song is different, now classical]

Abe Sapien:
Oh, hello, Red. Well, you're up late.

Hellboy:
What are you listening to?

Abe Sapien:
Oh, uh, Vivaldi. Il cimento dell'armonia. I particularly like the last--

Hellboy:
Hey, hey. What's that? [referring to the item in Abe's hand]

Abe Sapien:
Um, just a remote.

[Hellboy gestures at the hand behind Abe's back]

Abe Sapien:
Oh, uh... [reveals a CD] this? Yes, um...

Hellboy:
..."Popular Love Songs." [takes a moment to realize] Wh-- oh, Abe. You fell for the Princess?

Abe Sapien:
[sighs] She's... she's like me. A creature from another world.

Hellboy:
You need to get out more.

Abe Sapien:
She's alone in the world. I wanna help her. I need to care for her.

Hellboy:
You're in love. Have a beer.

Abe Sapien:
Oh, my body's a temple.

Hellboy:
Well, now it's an amusement park.

Abe Sapien:
No, no, no. The glandular balance of--

Hellboy:
Just shut up and drink it, would you?

Abe Sapien:
[sighs and takes the beer]

Hellboy:
What track?

Abe Sapien:
Eight.

Hellboy:
"Can't... Smile... Without You."

Abe Sapien:
I know.

Hellboy:
Yep, I'm gonna need a beer, too.

Abe Sapien:
Well, see, I love this song. And I can't smile... or cry. I think I have no tear ducts. [presses a button on the remote and "Can't Smile Without You" begins to play on the stereo]

Hellboy:
I wish Father were here. He'd know what to tell you... us.

Radio:
You know I can't smile without you.

Abe Sapien:
[singing faintly] I can't smile without you.

I can't laugh and I can't sing,

I'm finding it hard to do anything.

Hellboy & Abe Sapien:
You see, I feel sad when you're sad.

Hellboy:
Woooo.

Hellboy & Abe Sapien:
I feel glad when you're glad.

If you only knew what I'm going through,

I just can't smile without you.

[while Rahul and the troupe celebrate Nisha's birthday, Pooja begs Ajay to tell her about a girl he likes]

Ajay:
Okay, okay, okay... You see that waiter serving water?

[He points to a waiter serving glasses of water]

Pooja:
Yeah?

Ajay:
Well, if he comes here with a glass of water, I'll tell you all about her!

[They watch the waiter - soon, there is only one glass left on his tray... ]

Pooja:
Oh my God... Excuse me, a glass of water please!

Ajay:
That's cheating!

Pooja:
So what? Everything is fair in love and war!

[the waiter brings her a glass of water]

Rahul:
[passes by, takes the glass] Thank YOU!

Pooja:
HEY!

Ajay:
[laughing] Everything is fair in love and war!

[While singing "Now That We're Men" after making it to the outskirts of Shell City, SpongeBob and Patrick stop to see Dennis who managed to get there before them and waits for them]

Dennis:
Finally! [cracks his knuckles] I gotcha right where I want you.

SpongeBob:
Uh, can I help you with something, sir?

Dennis:
Name's Dennis, I've been hired to exterminate you.

SpongeBob:
You're gonna exterminate us? [at a brief pause, SpongeBob and Patrick look at each other for a moment...then laugh, wiping their tears as they calmed down] Listen, junior, you caught me and my friend here in a good mood today, so I'm gonna let you off with a warning. Step aside, and you won't have to feel the awesome wrath of our mustaches.

Dennis:
You mean, these? [rips off the fake mustaches off of SpongeBob and Patrick's faces. The duo feel their cheeks with wide eyes] I thought you still had a piece of salad stuck to your lip from lunchtime. [flicks the seaweed]

[SpongeBob and Patrick gasp. In slow-motion, the seaweed tumbles in the air. The seaweed lands on the ground as SpongeBob and Patrick look at them with bug-eyes]

SpongeBob:
They were fake?

Dennis:
Of course they were fake! This is what a real mustache looks like. [lowers his bandana, and as he grits his teeth, a bushy mustache appears on his face]

Patrick:
Is he a mermaid?

Dennis:
Alright, enough gap.

[As SpongeBob and Patrick tremble in fear, Dennis looms over them]

SpongeBob:
What are you gonna do to us?

Dennis:
Plankton was very specific.

SpongeBob:
Plankton?!

Dennis:
For some reason, he wanted me to step on ya.

Patrick:
Step on us?

Dennis:
Yeah, that way you'll never find out that he stole the crown! [SpongeBob and Patrick look at each other in confusion. With an embarrassed look on his face, Dennis rubs the back of his neck] Uh, perhaps I've said too much.

[SpongeBob and Patrick cower in fear as spikes pop out of the soles of Dennis's boots. He lifts one, and looms it over them]

Patrick:
That's a big boot!

Dennis:
Don't worry. This will only hurt a lot! [laughs maniacally] I love this job!

[As Dennis continues to laugh, an extremely large boot stomps on top of him]

Patrick:
Bigger boot! [tries to run away]

SpongeBob:
[stops Patrick] Wait, Pat, this bigger boot saved our lives.

Patrick:
Yay!

Both:
Thank you, stranger!

[They look up to see a giant scuba diver-like monster, breathing heavily]

SpongeBob:
Uhh, stranger? [the scuba diver looks down at them with his hands open] It's the Cyclops!

[The duo run off screaming as the Cyclops slowly walks, chasing them]

[while Steve and Pony are still acting to make the people believe they aren't in love]

Steve:
THIS BITCH HAS DRIVEN ME TO KILL HER. AFTERWARDS, I'LL BE GETTING A DRINK, IF ANY GIRL WANTS TO HANG OUT.

Cap Guy:
Somebody get these people separated!

Weneloquence:
Break it up before something bad happens!

Steve:
[whispered to Pony] Hey, I think it's working.

Pony:
Great. Now let's just let 'em take us to jail and we're home free.

[while the world is being ruled by apes]

Cosmo:
[sings] I love the species that throws their own feces.

[while trying to get comfortable at an unfamiliar gas station]

Jay:
Just isn't the same, is it? This place licks balls compared to the Quick Stop. Speakin' of lickin' balls, man, how 'bout that Justice chick? She is TOO fine! And she smells SO fuckin' pretty. She has a nice voice too. And that body? Fuckin' smokin'! You know, she didn't tell me to fuck off once when I was talkin' to her. Or pull out the fuckin' pepper spray or anything. You know, Lunchbox... she could be the one.

[Justice and the girls are inside the store]

Missy:
Smooth move, Justice.

Chrissy:
Nice going, four eyes.

[slaps Justice in the head]

Justice:
Ow!

Sissy:
Why the fuck did you let that little stoner throw Brent out of the van?

Justice:
Oh, please. If I had to listen to one more of those stupid songs, I was gonna throw him out myself.

Sissy:
We needed Brent, Justice. He was our patsy, remember?

Justice:
We'll just find someone else. Besides, I didn't see you try to stop Jay from throwing him out.

Sissy:
Yeah, I didn't wanna blow our cover.

Justice:
Cover, schmover. You all hated his songs too.

Chrissy:
Not as much as I hate you.

Sissy:
We have a very simple gang here, Justice. I'm the brains, Chrissy's the brawn and Missy's the tech girl. But lately, I'm having a little trouble figuring out what you're doing here.

Chrissy:
Shit, your name doesn't even fit the rhyme scheme.

Sissy:
Since you let our patsy slip away, you've gotta convince the little kid and the fat guy to take his place. They've gotta break into Provasik now.

Justice:
Uh-uh.

Sissy:
Uh-huh. You'll do it or you're out of the gang, Justice. Just use the little one's crush on you to convince him, since he's SO fucking in love with you.

Justice:
Jay? No, he's not.

Sissy:
What am I, blind? He wasn't kissing your hand in the back of the van like he was fucking Lord Byron?

Justice:
Well, maybe he just has manners.

[cut to Jay outside, hollaring at a woman walking past him]

Jay:
Yo, baby, ever have your asshole licked by a fat man in an overcoat? [he turns to Silent Bob, who stares at him in shock] Yeeaah...!

Sissy:
We've got about two hours before we get to Boulder. That'll give you plenty of time to work on him.

Justice:
I'm not gonna do it.

Sissy:
Why the fuck not?

Justice:
Because he's just so innocent! Look at him.

[Jay rubs his knee against the store window]

Sissy:
Who's it gonna be, Jussie? Him or us?

[Wiegel's boyfriend may be a serial killer]

Deputy Trudy Wiegel:
It really upsets me to hear what the other deputies say about Craig, but he cares for me. He told me that... he would cut my head off and eat it, if I ever needed him to. That's love, I'm sorry. He didn't need to say the L-word.

[Wildstar looks at the image of Captain Avatar]

Derek Wildstar:
This is hard. Captain, I know what the Argo meant to you. It was your home, and it was home to the Star Force. The Argo is a proud ship, and I'm sending her on her last mission, from which she'll never return.

[unable to restrain his emotions, Wildstar falls on his knees, whimpering]

Derek Wildstar:
It's the only thing I can do to save planet Earth.

Derek Wildstar:
[stands] I know to some, the Argo was just a ship. But she's more than that to us. She's the spirit of the Star Force, and she'll do what must be done. It's a hard duty, Captain Avatar, but if Earth is to survive - it must be done.

[Wildstar smiles]

Derek Wildstar:
She'll go with honor, I promise. A great ship!

[to Wildstar's surprise, Nova enters the room]

Derek Wildstar:
Nova!

Nova:
Did you think I would let you do it alone, Derek? I saw you from the escape capsule on the airlock. What's your plan?

Derek Wildstar:
I'm going to ram Zordar's ship with the Argo!

Nova:
And then escape?

Derek Wildstar:
When we're close enough, I'll set the automatic pilot, and we'll escape - together.

Nova:
You were going to do all that alone, with no one to help you?

[Wildstar stares at Nova, gaping]

Nova:
The Star Force is a group. You know that. And I knew what you were planning to do was dangerous, or you wouldn't have everyone evacuated. I'm right, aren't I? And I wanted to help you, but mostly I wanted to be with you.

Derek Wildstar:
[smiles] Oh, I'm glad, Nova!

Nova:
I couldn't go... not without you. And I wanted to help you.

[tears fill Nova's eyes]

Nova:
I love you!

[Nova rushes to Wildstar's arms, whimpering. Wildstar gently hugs her]

Derek Wildstar:
Nova... Nova, we haven't had much time together. It doesn't mean I don't love you. But soon, when this is done, we'll spend the rest of our lives together. Nova, you are going to marry me?

Nova:
[raises her head, smiling] Oh, Derek!

[Wilkins hears the sound of a trumpet]

Time:
Wilkins!

Wilkins:
Yes, sir?

Time:
She's here! My liebchen is here!

Wilkins:
Coming, sir! [as he runs off, Alice watches him. Elsewhere, a silhouetted figure steps through a door underneath a giant red heart-shaped entrance. At the Grand Clock of All Time, he gathers the Seconds] Hurry! Quick! Alright. Here we go. Seconds out! Seconds out! [through a corridor, Alice sees a shadow with a heart-shaped hairdo. Wilkins and the Seconds approach, bumping into each other from behind] Oh. Ah! Get back. Stay in line. Stay in line! Ahem! Your Highness.

Iracebeth:
Your Majesty!

Wilkins:
Majesty. My lord is expecting you in the parlor. Shall I announce you?

Iracebeth:
Oh, no mind! I'll announce myself. [the figure from the entrance, which is actually Iracebeth, the Red Queen, blows her trumpet] Tick Tock, where are you? Tick Tock, where are you? [behind her, a vegetable humanoid-like creature lifts her cape as she walks to find Time with Wilkins and his friends following her as Alice watches. In the parlor, Time checks his breath] Tick Tock!

Time:
Coming, my love!

[Will is telling Grace about his sexual encounter with a woman after he dumped Grace]

Will:
Grace, I just wanted to see for sure. It was really bad.

Grace:
Well, why couldn't it have been bad with me?

Will:
Because I love you. I had to do it with someone I didn't love. And I love you. I couldn't do that to you.

[William has been unmasked as a fake knight and Jocelyn asks him to run away with her]

Jocelyn:
Damn your pride, William. It is you and only you that will not see you run.

William:
My pride is the only thing that they can't take from me.

Jocelyn:
They can take it away from you, they can and they will. Oh, they will. But love they cannot take.

[Winnie has spotted Dennis and tackled him out of Drac's hands.]

Winnie:
[knocks him to the ground] Dennis, I love you! Zing!

Dennis:
[gets to his feet] Hi, Winnie.

Winnie:
[climbs onto his head] I just love your yummy strawberry locks! [glomps him] Zing zing! [Dennis laughs as she licks him]

Wanda:
Winnie, give him his space! [to Mavis] I'm so sorry.

[with the help of his men, Picard has rescued "Lady Marian"]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
If you have hurt any of my people...

Q:
Sadly enough, they're all fine. But my point is, they could've been killed, and so might've you - all for the love of a maid. My debt to you, Picard, is paid.

[Woody is appearing in a stage production of Arsenic and Old Lace]

Cliff Clavin:
All I can tell you, Woody, is that Ma loved the play. There's something about the idea of sweet old ladies being cold blooded murderers just seemed to tickle her funny bone. All the way home, she just laughed and laughed. As a matter of fact, I woke up at three A.M., and there she was sitting in my room in a rocking chair, rocking back and forth, staring at me and making this low gutteral chuckle. Boy, does she love the theater.

[Worf gives Wesley advice on romance from a Klingon perspective]

Wesley Crusher:
Are you telling me to go yell at Salia?

Lieutenant Worf:
No. Men do not roar. Women roar. Then they hurl heavy objects... and claw at you.

Wesley Crusher:
What does the man do?

Lieutenant Worf:
[dreamily] He reads love poetry...

Lieutenant Worf:
[back to his serious self] He ducks a lot.

[Would he still love her... ]

Heather:
What if there was a pencil permanently sticking out of my eye?

James:
Yeah, sure.

Heather:
And when you got close to me, it sprayed eyeball juice all over you.

James:
Well, could you learn to, like, aim it and use it as a weapon on our enemies? 'Cause if you'd do that, I would be interested.

Heather:
Yeah, I could do that.

[Wreck it Ralph is at Bad Anon where he just finished how hard his life and game is, everyone starts clapping]

Clyde:
Nice share, Ralph. As fellow Bad Guys, we've all felt what you're feeling and we've come to terms with it.

Ralph:
Really?

Zangief:
Right here. I am Zangief. I am Bad Guy.

Everyone including Ralph:
Hi, Zangief.

Zangief:
I relate to you, Ralph. When I hit bottom, I was crushing man's skull like sparrow egg between my thighs. [in meantime, smacks his thigh] And I think, "Why do you have to be so bad, Zangief? Why can't you be more like Good Guy?" Then I have moment of clarity. If Zangief is Good Guy, who'll crush man's skull like sparrow's egg between thighs? [Smacks his thigh again] And I say, "Zangief, you are Bad Guy, but this does not mean you are 'bad' guy."

[Everyone claps at Zangief's understandings except Ralph] Ralph:
Right. I'm sorry. You lost me there

Zombie:
Zombie! Bad Guy!

Everyone including Ralph:
Hi Zombie.

Zombie:
Zangief saying labels not make you happy. Good! Bad! [Growls] You must love you.

Kano:
Yeah! Inside Here! [He rips out Zombie's heart]

Ralph:
Okay. All right, I get you. Watch out. It's dripping.

Clyde:
Question, Ralph. We've been asking you to Bad-Anon for years now, and tonight you finally show up. Why is that?

Ralph:
I dunno, I just felt like coming. I mean, I suppose it has something to do with the fact that uh... well, today's the 30th anniversary of my game.

Satan:
Happy anniversary, Ralph.

Ralph:
Thanks, Satan.

Satan:
Uh, it's "Sateen", actually.

Ralph:
Got it. But here's the thing... I don't wanna be the bad guy anymore.

[The Bad-Anon members gasp, Bowser breathes fire balls & Clyde turns blue]

Kano:
You can't mess with the program, Ralph!

Bison:
You're not goin' Turbo, are you?

Ralph:
Turbo?! No, I'm not going Turbo! C'mon, guys! Is it "Turbo" to want a friend? Or a medal? Or a piece of pie every once in a while? Is it "Turbo" to want more out of life?

Zombie:
Yes.

Clyde:
Ralph, Ralph, we get it. But we can't change who we are. The sooner you accept that, the better off your game and your life will be.

Zangief:
Hey. One game at a time, Ralph.

[Writing a farewell love letter to Mrs. Krabappel]

Bart Simpson:
How about, "an alligator bit off my face."

Marge Simpson:
That's disgusting! And besides, if a woman really loves a man, she doesn't care if an alligator bites off his face.

Homer:
I may hold you to that, Marge.

[Xander has just foiled the supposed "robbery" inside the diner he woke up in. He turns to see Gibbons clapping]

Gibbons:
Well done Mr. Cage.

Xander:
Who the hell are you?

Gibbons:
The name's Gibbons. Augustus Gibbons. You seem upset. Is there something wrong?

Xander:
What is this place?

Gibbons:
Looks like a diner.

Xander:
That's clever. You know, you almost had me going for a second? I was a little groggy at first, but then I started noticing things. Like you got a stock broker over here reading the Financial Times on a Sunday morning when the market's closed. Unlikely, but alright, I can go with that. I can even go with the stick-up man packing a cop issue Beretta. But you want to know where you blew it? With her. [points to the waitress behind the counter] My aunt was in the restaurant business all her life. There's no way a career waitress comes to work in high heels. She'd have blisters the size of pancakes before lunch. And if she ain't real, then this whole thing ain't real. That's how I know that this bozo over here [points to the bleeding 'stock broker' on the floor] wouldn't get a shot off even if we waited until St. Patrick's Day. [fires a blank round from the stock broker's shotgun at a wall clock] Because there's nothing but blanks in these guns. Oh, and no offence, but their performances were terrible.

Gibbons:
[Starts to laugh] That's good. That's very good.

Xander:
Okay, you're turn, pretty boy. What the hell is all of this?

Gibbons:
It was a test, Mr. Cage, that you aced.

Agent Polk:
[Entering] He seems to have an attitude.

Xander:
Excuse me?

Agent Polk:
[To Gibbons] Should we throw him back?

Gibbons:
Hell no, I love his attitude! Let's take this to the next level. [Starts speaking to the agents in the diner] Get on the sat-com!

Xander:
What are you talking about, what next level?

Gibbons:
I want everyone out in ten minutes!

Xander:
[Starts walking towards the exit] I don't know who you think you're playing with, I don't play this game!

Gibbons:
[looking at the trucker, who has burns from the coffee] Get Mike a doctor. We don't want him looking like me.

Xander:
I got a party to go to!

Gibbons:
[To the waitress, nodding towards Xander] Shut him up.

Xander:
And don't to forget to pay for my windo- [The waitress shoots him with a tranq dart] AH! [He falls down and pulls the dart from his chest]

Gibbons:
Why is it always the assholes that pass the test? [sees Xander pass out]

[Xavier goes to Fiddelin Headquarters to stop the monk chanting madness]

Xavier:
The man is sploiting in your face. Who are your bosses? Show yourselves, you cowards!

Monk:
We own the temple. We are our own bosses.

Xavier:
So, it's you, you rat!

Monk:
We are simple people, happy to share our love with all.

Xavier:
Where I come from, sharing love without making a profit is called being a whore. And the working conditions here are whorifying.

Xavier:
You've got to unionize, to strike. Shut this place down until you give yourself the demands you desire.

Monk:
Buddha say material desire is poisionous.

Xavier:
Then that union-busting tub of tard's gonna find a buddup his ass. They're treating you monks like monkeys! Well, I say lets hurl our feces at them until they see us as men!

Monk:
We are content to visualize world peace.

Xavier:
We'll visualate their shamefulizing with a giant, inflatable union rat.

[Xavier blows the rat up like an inflatable popping balloon]

[Xavier goes to the light purple door]

[Xavier sees a beautiful princess until she transforms into a steaming pile of gooey mush]

Xavier:
I knew if I bode my time, I'd eventually win my with you, love.

[as Xavier was about to kiss the princess, the princess does a grab attack move onto Xavier]

Princess:
But I loved him.

[Xavier heads to the sport store to find footballs for pigskin for the hobos]

Xavier:
This is my shimmering life prize. All I must do is create a diversion? What could distract people who love sports? [echoing] Sports? Sports?

Xavier:
[chanting] Sports! Sports! Sports!

All:
SPORTS! SPORTS! SPORTS! SPORTS!

[Xavier makes a buddy out of cat feathers and eagle mud]

Xavier:
Constructed fromst cat feathers 'n' eagle mud. I do believe SUGURA 'n' I shall become the bosomest of brahs.

Xavier:
I love you, Suggy. Are you my mommy?

[close up on Xavier's eye]

Young Xavier:
Hold me, mommy.

[Sugura starts to blow away]

Xavier:
Oh, come on, prude, you know you want it. No one has to know. SUGURA, NO!

[Sugura beats Xavier]

Xavier:
Betrayed yet again. But 'tweren't Sugura who blew me off. 'Twas my new nemesis -- The wind, mine enema numbero un.

Xavier:
Wind, you have fume-miliated me for the last time -- Always putting on airs. You're just rejected breath from the great cosmic yawn of consciousness. Blow me, win-duh. More like "Lose-duh". I declarate war on thine.

[Xavier saves the frozen people out of their tube chambers]

Cold Citizen:
What the hell are you doing?

Xavier:
I rescued you from icy demise! All your life are belong to me.

Cold Citizen:
We aren't supposed to be thawed till science can cure us. We all have terminal diseases.

Xavier:
Ew! If you can't stand the body heat, then stay out of the freezer of fate.

Cold Citizen #2:
You can't refreeze meat. We've only got hours to live.

Xavier:
Then I'll make ye live a thousand lifetimes in your final moments.

[Cold Citizen #2 gets turn into ice cubes]

Xavier:
That's the spirit!

Cold Citizen:
YOU'VE RUINED EVERYTHING! [turns into a slimy puddle]

Xavier:
You jive turkeys wouldn't know gratitude if it broke into this room and caused your death. Not saying "Thank you" is "de-frosting"on "de-cake".

Cold Citizen #3:
Now, I'll never get to meet my great-great-granddaughter and fall in love, you SICKO! [gets turns into ice dust]

Xavier:
You know, it takes fewer muscles to say "Thank you" than it does to die.

All:
Freak! Freak! Freak!

Cold Citizen #4:
I pledge to devote my every atom to serving ice-cold vengeance.