South Park, Season 17

Michael:
What did they do you you? At that camp?

Henrietta:
What do you mean? Just the usual group therapy crap.

Michael:
Don't take this the wrong way, but I think that place turned you into an emo.

Henrietta:
That's ridiculous. I'm not anything. I don't fit in anywhere. I'm not emo, okay?

Michael:
Then why are you listening to Sunny Day Real Estate? I was thinking, maybe they just made you confused at that place. Maybe they didn't know what they were doing. But then I started thinking, maybe that place... turned you emo on purpose. Like maybe they knew what they were doing.

Henrietta:
You should probably stop digging for answers.

Michael:
What?

Henrietta:
There's no winning this for you. Soon the entire world will be emo. It is our time.

Michael:
Nooo waaaaay.

Henrietta:
Nobody understands us. And they won't understand until it is far too late.

Michael:
Oh my god no waaaaaaaaay.

Henrietta:
Do not fight it, Michael. Is being emo really all that different from being goth? [in an evil deep voice] JOIN US!

Michael:
No waaay! No way no waaaaaay!

Ringtone on Pete's phone:
Death and despair! Death and despair! Death and despair! Death and desp-

Pete:
[answers the phone] Hello?

Michael:
It's worse than we thought.

Pete:
What is? Everything?

Michael:
No! I mean Henrietta. I confronted her and she was all like "I am emo! And emos are going to rule the world" and I was like "No waaay!" and she was like "Yeah, soon it will be too late." and I was all "No waaay!"

Pete:
No way.

Michael:
Yeah, so listen. Call up Firkle and meet me at Village Inn. I gotta run home but I'll be there in ten minutes.

[Michael's house; He enters home in a hurry and locks the front door and starts to run up the stairs]

Michael's Mother:
Michael?! Michael!

Michael:
[leans over the rail] Can't now, Mom! I've got an emergency!

Michael's Father:
In the dining room now, Michael, let's go. [Michael enters the dining room with his parents holding hands] Have a seat, son. [Michael takes an opposite seat] Your mom and I have decided you're going to go away for a little while.

Michael:
[shocked] What?

Michael's Father:
[holds up the same brochure Harriet held up two weeks earlier] We've been put in touch with this camp for troubled kids like you and--

Michael:
What the hell are you talking about?!

Michael's Mother:
This place gonna fix you, make you normal child!

[Michael's dad takes him outside and towards the truck]

Michael:
No! You gotta listen to me! You don't know what you're doing! You fucking conformists! [His dad puts him in the truck and starts to back up, he looks across the street and sees Henrietta with her four emo friends, and gasps] They're EVIL!!!!