Metalocalypse, Season 1

Johnson:
Now you boys come a long way but some of you might not know. Down here in Mississippi, there's evil. The Blues Devil live down here. If you wanna be a real bluesman, you gotta sell your soul to the devil.

[Johnson and the Dethklok members gather on the road and wait for the Blues Devil, his car appears in the distance as dark clouds gather suddenly and lightning flashes. As he gets out, more lightning flashes.]

Blues Devil:
I understand you wish to bargain your eternal souls for blues fame.

Murderface:
Yeah, uhh, hey uh, fancy pants, we're "Dethklok". We're kinda famous already?

Pickles:
Oh, c'mon, we're supposed to become, uh, you know, uh blues guys. [to the Blues Devil] Sir? Sorry, hey we, uh, wish to "bargain our souls" you know, for whatever.

Blues Devil:
Very well. You understand then that you will have to sign a binding contract. [lightning and thunder]

Murderface:
Well, see, our lawyer is not here.

Pickles:
Well, it's not like we never negotiated a contract before.

Nathan:
[holding up a contract] Hold on! Page four, your language is kinda murky. Well that's gonna have to be re-written, I'm seeing other revisions too, page seven...