Robot Chicken, Season 3

Mike Lazzo:
[announcing] Previously on Robot Chicken, y'all.

[The final scene of season 2 plays]

Seth Green:
Not enough of you have been calling in to support us getting a third season, but we're gonna change all that right now! [cut to him and Matt struggling for the shotgun] Give me it!

Matthew Senreich:
No, let go!

Seth Green:
Matt, give me it-

[Matt accidentally shoots the Bloopers Host, decapitating him]

Bloopers Host:
[decapitated head bounces off the Humping Robot] Oh! Hello!

[Seth and Matt stop struggling]

Seth Green:
You-You shot the Bloopers host!

Matthew Senreich:
They like the violence! [shoots Tom in the head, causing it to explode in a bloody manner]

Seth Green:
[shocked] WHOA, WHOA, WHOA! WE-WE CAN'T HAVE A THIRD SEASON IF WE DON'T HAVE ANY WRITERS!!!

Matthew Senreich:
They love us! [shoots all the Robot Chicken characters dead] Violence!! Ratings!! Come on!! Higher ratings!!

[We cut to Seth and Matt once again struggle for the shotgun. Matt gets the upper hand and hits Seth with the shotgun butt, shoots him in the head, blowing it off in a gory fashion, and finally, shoots the camera. And as a flash of lightning, we cut to a graveyard, where we see all the characters' tombstones, and stops at Seth's. A zombie hand pushes from the dirt]

Mike Lazzo:
Ratings are through the roof, bitches. We're fixin' to renew, y'all.

Matthew Senreich:
That's what the [bleep] I'm talking about!

Keith Crofford:
[gravely to himself] But at what cost?

Mike Lazzo:
You say something Keith?

Keith Crofford:
[fake smiling] No, no. I didn't say anything. [Seth, as a zombie, smashes through window and starts to eat Keith's brains] Arrrgghh!!!!!!

Mike Lazzo:
Gravy cornbread!

Matthew Senreich:
Holy [bleep]ing ass-crackers!

[Mike and Matt run towards the elevator]

Mike Lazzo:
Oh, [bleep]!

Matthew Senreich:
[repeatedly pushing the elevator button] Come on, come on, come on...

[Seth, writers and characters break through walls and ceiling, after Matthew and Mike]

Mike Lazzo:
Dang it! What do we do now?

Matthew Senreich:
I've got an idea! [pushes Mike into the zombies]

Mike Lazzo:
Agh, you rattlesnake!! [gets eaten by zombies]

Matthew Senreich:
[jumps in elevator] Yes! [exits the elevator, approaches a locked door; tried to open but still locked] No! [the zombies wait patiently and quietly in the elevator] Noo!!! [Seth and other zombies exit the elveator; Matt picks up his cell phone, reading the message WOW] Wow! Oh, wait. [turned his cell phone righ-side up] Oh, it's just Mom. [the zombies dance to the ringtone, resembling the dance from "Michael Jackson's Thriller". Suddenly the ringtone stops] No!!!! [the zombies stop dancing and attempt to eat Matthew's brain] Look at the new contract! We get health benefits! Oh God, please don't eat my brains!

[Seth then grabs the contract and discussing with the other zombies about health benefits. Cut to the writers lounge]

Mike Fasolo:
[sighs] Smells like wet garbage in here.

Matthew Senreich:
Yo, what do you guys want for lunch today?

Seth Green:
[zombie]: Brains!

Doug Goldstein:
[zombie]: Brains!

Mike Fasolo:
Subway.

Tom Root:
[zombie]: Brains.

Matthew Senreich:
Brains it is. [leaves the lounge]

Mike Fasolo:
[to his dismay] Oh, I hate brains.