ICarly, Season 5

Carly:
Sam! Sam!

Sam:
Too late! I already put my tongue in the pudding cup. [puts her tongue back into the pudding cup]

Carly:
I don't care about the pudding cup.

Freddie:
I did!

Carly:
We all have to go to Olympia next week for Nora's parole hearing.

Sam:
For why?

Carly:
For wh-? For to make sure that they keep that crazy girl in prison!

Sam:
Maybe they should let her go?

Carly:
What?! Why?!

Sam:
Look, I've been to prison. It's not fun in there.

Freddie:
Yeah, and maybe when Nora trapped us she was like, depressed or something?

Carly:
Yeah, well, I was bummed when I didn't get asked to junior prom, but did I lure the cast of 'Full House' into my basement and torture Uncle Jessie!

T-Bo:
Man, I'm so dang sick of this!

Carly:
What are you doing?

T-Bo:
Putting on a suit so I can go home.

Spencer:
Dude, you don't have to keep pretending to be Mr. Perfect for Freddie's mom.

Freddie:
Yeah, he does!

T-Bo:
See!

Freddie:
If my mom sees how T-Bo really is, she's never gonna let him stay in our house! [turns to face T-Bo who looks offended] No offence.

T-Bo:
Oh I'm not offended. I feel all warm inside knowing that your mom would be disgusted if she knew the real me.

Freddie:
It's not that it's... yeah it's that.

T-Bo:
Haha. [sarcastically] That's nice, let's all just pretend that T-Bo doesn't have feelings. [walks out of the Shay apartment]

Gibby:
Hey Teebs, wanna see what I got?

T-Bo:
Not really!

Gibby:
Gibbaaaayyy!

Freddie:
Hellooooo.

Sam:
Gibaloni.

Carly:
Where've you been?

Gibby:
The mall! With my head up inside something for almost two hours!

Sam:
Please say it was a horse.

Gibby:
Uh, nope. Haha. But it was inside this really cool machine, that made... this! [gets out a fake version of his own head]

Sam:
Oh my god!

Spencer:
No!

Carly:
Woah!

Gibby:
It's an exact replica of my own head!

Sam:
What does it do?

Gibby:
Blow minds! Look awesome!

Carly:
Wasn't it expensive?

Gibby:
Oh yeah!

Sam:
Where'd you get the money?

Gibby:
From that diaper commercial I did.

Carly:
Oh yeah.

Gibby:
Are your feet in milk?

Spencer:
Yep.

Gibby:
[moves a milk carton off the coach and sits down next to Spencer] I love that.

Carly:
Hey, did you see the email we got about freaky Nora?

Gibby:
Yeah, it's nice that they're letting her out.

Carly:
What?! K, what is the matter with everyone?! That girl kidnapped us and beat the fudge out of you!

Gibby:
Look, I'm forgiving, and I like chinese food. That's who I am. [lifts up his dummy head] That's who we are. [nods both his real and fake head]

Carly:
Well sorry, but we're all going to that parole hearing, and we're all gonna tell the judge that Nora needs to be kept in prison.

Gibby:
[Sniffs his fake head] Ummm, I love that new head smell.