Regular Show, Season 6

Mordecai:
She can't meet my mom, dude.

Rigby:
What's the big deal? Your mom's totally cool.

Mordecai:
She's totally psycho.

Rigby:
What?

Mordecai:
She'd always go out of her way to embarrass me whenever I had a girl over.

Rigby:
Yeah, but how many times did you have a girl over? Zero? [stops playing his video game] Was it zero times?

Mordecai:
No! Remember Daphne Gonzales?

[Flashback; Teenager Mordecai and Daphne Gonzales are both in Mordecai's room as he plays a mix tape reading, "Studyin' & Buddyin' Vol 2" and sits next to Daphne on his bed]

Daphne:
Music?

Mordecai:
Uh, yea-ah.

Daphne:
[covers one of her ears] It's loud.

Mordecai:
[covering one of his ears while talking over the loud music] So, what did you get for question 12?

Hilary:
[kicks the door open and enters with a plate of snacks] Hey, kids! Sorry I had to kick the door open. It was closed for some reason. [laughs] This music! What's going on, a dance party? [starts dancing and moves toward the bed as Mordecai covers his face in embarrassment] Come on, Mordy! Shake what your mama gave ya! Your butt, Mordy! I'm talking about your butt!

Mordecai:
What do you want, Mom?!

Hilary:
I made some snacky-wackies for my wittle study buddies. Pigs in a blanket and, uh, prunes. [whispers to Daphne] Prunes are for Mordy, hon. Keeps him regular.

Mordecai:
Mom!

Hilary:
What? It does.

Mordecai:
Ugh! Okay, Mom, fine! Just leave now, alright?! Gosh!

Hilary:
[sets the snack plate down on a table] Okay, okay, Mordy. I'll leave. It's just… [turns to Daphne] Daphne, thank you.

Daphne:
For what?

Hilary:
For being the first girl Mordecai's ever brought over! [picks up a video camera] It's going on the tape! So tell me. How do you like studying with my son? Tell me for the tape.

Daphne:
[picks up her backpack] I gotta go! [quickly bolts out of the room]

[Mordecai collapses onto his bed in a fetal position, with his face completely red of embarrassment; End of flashback]

Rigby:
So that's why Daphne wrote, "I hope you're still eating your prunes, ha-ha!" in your yearbook.

Mordecai:
Molly Sherman, Bernice Chan, Sasha Diaz… none of them lasted a day with my mom.

[Mordecai calls his dad, William, in his home office a little later]

William:
[drinking his coffee as his phone rings and answers] Well, if it isn't my favorite and only son.

Mordecai:
Uh, hey, Dad. I'm thinking about coming by the house with my girlfriend so I can grab one of my old mix tapes.

William:
Girlfriend, eh? I'm sure your mom will love that.

Mordecai:
That's kind of the problem. She gets weird when I bring girls home. It's embarrassing.

William:
Wait. You've brought girls home? How many times? Was it zero times? Anyway, I know Mom can go overboard sometimes, but I'm not sure what you want me to do about that.

Mordecai:
Just… Is there a time I can come by when Mom won't be home?

William:
Well, she does have Puncher-cise tomorrow night, but--

Mordecai:
Look, I know it's messed up, but please don't tell her we're coming.

William:
Uhp, uhp! I can't lie to that woman. Haven't in 25 years. Except if she asks if she could still pass as a college student. Then you lie. Otherwise, no lies!

Mordecai:
Just don't tell her!

[The next day, Mordecai and C.J. arrive at Mordecai's family house]

Mordecai:
Dad, I'm here!

William:
[happily] Ah, there's my boy!

[They share a hug]

Mordecai:
Hi, Dad.

William:
And you must be C.J. I'm William.

C.J.:
[shakes hands with him; honored] Nice to meet you, sir.

William:
Please, call me Will. "Sir" is my boss's name. Unfortunately, Mordecai's mom isn't around at the moment.

Mordecai:
Mom's not here?! Darn it! Life's so unfair! Oh, well. Next time or whatever. Anyway, I'm just gonna run up and grab that tape so we can--

Hilary:
[kicks the front door open, startling Mordecai, and enters the house] Where's my little champion?

Mordecai:
Mom! [as Hilary runs up and hugs him; strained] You're home!

Hilary:
Of course I am. You don't think I'd miss my handsome gent coming home, do you? And when your dad told me you were bringing a new sweetie over, I decided to take the afternoon Punchercise class so I could run right home to see you two.

[Mordecai glares annoyingly at his father]

William:
[shrugs] 25 years, no lies.

Hilary:
[meeting C.J.] And you, wow! Gorgeous!

C.J.:
Yep. I'm smart and funny, too.

Hilary:
And modest. She's the whole package.

Hilary:
Let me show you the dessert. [shows Mordecai a cream pie topped with berries spelling C.J.'s name and Mordecai gasps mortified] See the berries spell out-- [Mordecai quickly scarfs the pie with his bare hands] Hey! Stop! What are you doing?!

Mordecai:
[with mouth full] Sorry. It just looks so good you know? I couldn't wait. You still got it, Mom!

Hilary:
You're lucky I have… a backup! [shows Mordecai a gelatinous dessert of C.J.'s likeness] Think she'll like it? It was hard to get all her features. Gelatin is such an unforgiving medium. But luckily, I got a bunch of her photos off the internet.

[2 1/2 hours later; Mordecai, his parents, and C.J. are eating meatloaf for dinner at the dining table…]

William:
He kept running and running.

Hilary:
And he shoots the ball into the other team's basket!

[C.J. and Mordecai's parents all laugh while Mordecai pounds his fist on the table and groans in embarrassment]

Hilary:
[laughs] Oh, memories. I've been collecting them, you know, C.J.

C.J.:
Yeah. [playfully elbows Mordecai] I'm collecting a few interesting ones myself.

Hilary:
No, I mean on tape. It's called "Mordy Moments."

Baby Mordecai:
[covered in spaghetti] Pasketti everywhere!

Hilary:
Pasketti on your tushy.

Hilary:
You know, you two should stay for a bit longer. We could eat the special dessert I made for C.J., then we could watch the tape!

William:
Now where did I put it?

Hilary:
I think you put 'em in the basement.

Kid Mordecai:
Dude, C.J. does think you're cool. But girls don't date guys who are jerks to their mom.

Mordecai:
You're right, guys. Thanks. I needed that.

C.J.:
This is way cooler than a mix tape.

Muscle Man:
When I first met Hi Five Ghost, I couldn't stand him. [Flashback to South Tree High School] You see, back in high school, I was the most popular guy for miles.

C.J.:
[turning dark grey with anger] HOW DID I MISS THAT SHOT?! [angrily throws the putter out of the golf course, breaking someone's windshield] It was so easy!

Mordecai:
Whoa, whoa, CJ. No need to get upset.

Rigby:
It's just mini golf.

Eileen:
Is something the matter?

C.J.:
I can't help taking mini golf seriously. It kinda runs in the family. [sighs] My dad is Carl Putter.

Mordecai:
Whoa, Carl Putter? The world champion mini-golf pro?

Eileen:
That explains so much.

Rigby:
Wait, so your last name is Putter?

C.J.:
No, that's just his mini-golf name. Look, it's not something I really like to talk about. Growing up with a mini golf legend as your dad, well… it can be pretty tough.

Mordecai:
You're dead, dude.

Benson:
What?!

Rigby:
Yeah, man. Don't you remember?

[In another flashback, Benson hangs Halloween decorations on a ladder at the top of the stairs. Mordecai, holding up the beast mask, and Rigby walk up]

Mordecai:
Benson, look at this mask!

Benson:
Aah!

[Benson falls down the stairs and dies. His ghost leaves his body]

Rigby (voice-over):
You've been haunting the house for months.

[Benson's ghost scares Rigby while he's eating cereal. When Rigby screams, Benson flees as if he's also scared. The same happens with Mordecai while he's carrying a box up the stairs. Cut to Mordecai and Rigby in the hallway, with Rigby trying to open a bottle of soda]

Rigby:
No, dude. It's "lefty locky, righty relaxy".

Mordecai:
That doesn't even rhyme!

[Benson's ghost appears again. It sees Mordecai and Rigby and moans in fright as he leaves. The flashback ends]

Benson:
Then what are you guys doing here? You've ruined my office!

Mordecai:
We're not in your office. This is our office.

Rigby:
We got promoted!

Mordecai:
And this isn't our office. [screen zooms out from Mordecai's face] It's a cemetery. [points down as lightning strikes] And that's your grave!

[Cut to Benson's tombstone, which reads "R.I.P. BENSON. 'YOU'RE FIRED'". Benson falls to his knees next to his tombstone]

Benson:
NOOOOOOOO!!!!

Eileen:
And somehow this just got creepier.

[Mordecai, Rigby, CJ, and Eileen run toward the window, but Wyatt stops]

Eileen:
Come on, Wyatt! What are you waiting for?!

Wyatt:
[He looks at his reflection in a mirror] He might not be trying to kill us. And I really need a haircut...

Mordecai:
What?! You look fine! Let's just go!

Wyatt:
[He backs up into the hallway] No. He might be cool. I'm gonna chance it! [He runs toward the barber]

Eileen:
Wyatt, no!

[Wyatt and the barber's shadows are cast on the wall]

Barber:
What'll it be, sir?

Wyatt:
Just a little off the top.

Barber:
You got it! [laughing maniacally]

[Wyatt's severed head rolls into the morgue]

Wyatt:
How does it look?

[Mordecai, Rigby, CJ, and Eileen scream]

Wyatt:
Oh, come on. It's not that bad, is it?

Muscle Mom:
You know who else likes scaring people? [takes off the mask, revealing her face] ME! [pushes herself through the window; the guys scream in horror at her appearance and run out of the trailer] Wait, Mitchy! You forgot your candy! [with mouthful of candy] Happy Halloween! [howls; unzips the costume, revealing the real her] Ha! This costume gets my boys every year!

Mordecai:
You havin' fun, buddy? Enjoying your wings?

Muscle Man:
Honestly, bro, they taste bittersweet. But I just wanted to have them-[sadly]-one last time.

Rigby:
[covering his eyes] I can't watch.

Benson:
[places his hand on Rigby's shoulder] Don't look away, Rigby, look at him! Look at this…Muscle Man! This guy, from who we've all learned so much--from this guy, his joke telling, his loyalty…

Hi Five Ghost:
[near-crying] I never wanted to be anyone's best friend, until I met you.

Muscle Man:
You guys…

Benson:
[stands up] No, let me finish! What we'll remember most about you more than anything else is- [holds in a vomit] Excuse me. Your passion, Muscle Man. Your passion! If you'll all join me.

[after Muscle Man proposed to Starla and start kissing]

Mordecai:
Wait, so Muscle Man was fine this whole time?

Muscle Man:
I'm as healthy as can be.

Rigby:
Then what was all the stuff with Dr. Henry?

Muscle Man:
I just had to make sure I was fit enough to keep up with this she-lion. Thanks a ton, you guys, for helping me finish my bucket list.

Benson:
[enraged] "Thanks?!" I BLEW TWELVE GRAND ON YOU TODAY!

Hi-Five Ghost:
Do you even know what you put us through?!

Mordecai:
Yeah, Muscle Man! We all thought you were gonna die!

Muscle Man:
What are you talking about, bro?

Rigby:
You had an appointment with Death!

Benson:
You had to get your papers in order?!

Muscle Man:
My toilet papers. I had to fold 'em into little triangles so my place would look nice for the after-party.

Death:
[enters] And I'm only here to deliver his aunt's ring from the underworld.

Mordecai:
Not cool, Muscle Man.

Muscle Man:
Oh, come on! This is textbook engagement story. You shed your bachelor self before you get married and be a husband. All that death stuff was a metaphor.

Benson:
"I LEAVE THIS WORLD TONIGHT" IS NOT A METAPHOR!!

Muscle Man:
Ohhh. Oh, I see what you're saying. Sorry about that.

Rigby:
Next time you die, you're on your own!

[Everyone leaves disgusted, save for Benson]

Benson:
[sternly] You owe me $12,000. [leaves]

Muscle Man:
[at Hi-Five Ghost] You get it, don't you, bro?

Hi-Five Ghost:
[beat, smiles] Best proposal ever!

Benson:
We get it! (to Mordecai) It's a good thing you're here. I'm gonna need you to help Rigby change the lightbulbs.

Rigby:
Oh, I can do that myself.

Benson:
[sarcastically] Ha ha. Yeah, sure you can.

Rigby:
Yeah, I can! I help all the time!

[Everyone including Catra and Scorpia laughs at Rigby]

Rigby:
Why are you laughing?!

Catra:
It sounds even stupider the second time! Seriously? Tung Lashor? Pfft! Who came up with that?

Scorpia:
[chuckles] Right? It's like, what, did you lose a bet?

Muscle Man:
Yeah, bro, without Mordecai, you'd be totally useless.

Rigby:
Wha- Come on, Mordecai, tell him how useful I am!

Mordecai:
Uhh...yeah, I mean, you're fun.

Rigby:
What? No, tell him I'm useful!

Mordecai:
Yeah, you're my friend.

Rigby:
Why aren't you saying the word useful?!

Mordecai:
Well, I mean there was the time with the chairs, the limousine, the pretzel. You're basically the opposite of useful pretty much anytime we do anything.

Rigby:
But we did those things together!

Mordecai:
Yeah, I mean, you were there.

Rigby:
So the whole time I've been covering for you and CJ?

Mordecai:
Well, I mean, it's the least you could do.

Rigby:
The least...I could.....I quit.

Mordecai:
What?

Rigby:
I quit! I can get a paycheck anywhere!

[Everyone laughs at Rigby again]

Mordecai:
Dude, you can't get a job without me. It's my references that got you this job in the first place.

Rigby:
Reference this! I'm gonna go out and get a job, and I'm gonna make money at that job. and that money's gonna come in the form of a check! And that check's gonna be in an envelope, and the envelope's gonna be sealed, and I'm gonna rub that sealed envelope all up in your face, Mordecai! PEACE!

[Rigby makes a raspberry noise from the park all the way to the Local Temp Agency]

Announcer:
Okay. Let me get a "honk-honk" in here 'cause you goosed (guessed) it!

[a guy honks his horn and goose flies away]

Announcer:
It's time to announce the winner of the City College Modern Dance Competition. [pigeon flies by to give the man an envelope] Now, I don't want to "pigeon-hold" anyone, but first place today goes to Eileen Roberts with the dance "Chewed Gum"!

[Eileen screams excitedly and the audience cheers]

Announcer:
To say you blew away the competition wouldn't be Ostrich (a stretch)! [Eileen squeals/screams again] Let's see how well you dance after a year of sitting in front of your very own flat screen TV!

Eileen:
[joyous squeal] This is the best thing that's ever happened to me!

Mordecai, Rigby, and CJ:
Flat-screen! Flat-screen!

Announcer:
Thanks for coming everyone and for all of you losers today, don't Rooster (Brewster) on your laurels 'cuz there's always next year!

Joanne:
[off-screen] I knew it!

Eileen:
Joanne! I thought you were at the beach!

Joanne:
I was at the beach, until I realized something like this might happen! How could I enjoy the surf and sun knowing you could be here, messing with my TV?

Eileen:
I'm sorry! I didn't think it-- [gasps as Joanne smacks the remote of her hand]

Joanne:
[to Eileen; threateningly] Next time, that remote will be your face. To clarify, next time I'll slap your face.

[End of flashback]

Rigby:
I didn't even make that up, that's exactly what happened.

C.J.:
Okay. [puts the snowglobe back in its place] So, I guess we shouldn't touch any of Joanne's stuff.

Rigby:
Yeah, I think we'd just put the flat-screen on the wall over here, it'll be cool.

Mordecai:
[looks closely at Joanne's TV] I can't believe she still has one of these junky old Hanatronics. This must be first generation it's so old.

Rigby:
I told you, she's a beast. Her TV's probably too scared to die on her.

Joanne's Voice:
I'll slap your face! [echoes]

Joanne:
[off-screen] What are you doing?

Rigby:
[turns around and faces her; frightened] AAHH! Joanne!

Joanne:
Did you touch my TV?

Rigby:
No.

Joanne:
[walks towards him and jabs her finger into his chest] You better not, because the hand that touches my TV, is a hand you'll never get back. And by that… I mean I'm ripping it off your body, and keeping it.

Rigby:
Look Joanne, I didn't-

Joanne:
What's that?

Rigby:
[covering the outlet] What's what?

Joanne:
[walks forward] Move it, shrimp.

Rigby:
No, wait!

Joanne:
[shoves him aside, notices the moved plugs] I KNEW IT! You mess with my TV, I mess with yours. [jumps onto the flat screen on the wall, takes it down, and runs away with it]

Rigby:
[worried] NO, NOT THE FLAT SCREEN!

Mordecai:
Joanne, stop! We can talk this out! She's already half way up the street!

Rigby:
[speaking through megaphone, to Joanne] We were wrong to touch your TV. Haven't you ever made a mistake?

Joanne:
The only mistake I made was leaving my TV alone with that no-respect mooch-wad Eileen.

Grandpa Hanatronic:
[gets out of the limo, angrily] Joanne, what have you done?!

Joanne:
Grandpa Hanatronic, I can explain!

Mordecai:
Wait, is your last name "Hanatronic?"

Joanne:
Uh, yeah, hello? Joanne Hanatronic, heir to the Hanatronic Television Dynasty?

C.J.:
[to Rigby] Did you know that was her name?

Rigby:
[shrugs] I just thought it was a weird coincidence.

Benson:
Guys, it finally happened! I met the perfect girl! Her name is Natalie, and she's a preschool teacher. I'll be showing her around the park today. So your only duties are to leave us alone. Just leave me and Natalie alone, people!

[Rigby raises his hand]

Benson:
No, you can't use the bathroom, Rigby.

Rigby:
That's not what I was gonna s—

Mordecai:
Y'know, Rigby has a point. What about Audrey?

Benson:
We broke up. Remember?

[Everyone can't remember]

Pops:
I don't recall.

Benson:
I was sad for months? I loafed around the house? [scoffs] Muscle Man and Pops, you took me to get ice cream! Skips, you made me train for that marathon! In fact, all you guys had a role in my lengthy healing process!

Skips:
I don't remember any of this.

Benson:
SECOND ORDER OF BUSINESS! [calmly] Today is Thomas' last day. Now keep this under wraps, guys, 'cause I want to surprise him. At the end of the day, I'm offering Thomas a full-time job!

[Everyone cheers except Rigby]

Benson:
What're you guys doing here?! And what room is this? What's all this stuff?

Rigby:
We don't know, but we're pretty sure Thomas has something to do with it. There was a guy in the cupboard, and we're pretty sure he did that too!

Mordecai:
I think we stumbled on something really big.

Benson:
What guy? What are you talking a—?

[Natalie enters the room, clapping slowly]

Natalie:
[Russian accent] I know you Americans love the ironic slow clap.

Benson:
Natalie? What's with the accent? What is all this?

Natalie:
I am not Natalie! I am... (takes her clothes off) Natalia! And I am not lowly preschool teacher! I am Russian spy!

Mordecai & Rigby:
Whoa!

Natalia:
So clever, you Americans — only took two years to figure out things at park were not what they seem. And I am not only one right under your ignorant noses. One of your own has been conspiring against you.

Benson:
What?! Who would do that?! Natalie, you're acting crazy!

Natalia:
Oh, sweet Benson. Why don't you let him tell you yourself? Nikolai!

[Thomas enters the room; Benson, Mordecai and Rigby gasp]

Benson:
Thomas, why'd you step out when she called for "Nikolai"?

Nikolai:
[Russian accent] Because my name is not Thomas. It is Nikolai. And I am Russian spy.

[The guys react in shock in finding out that Thomas/Nikolai is actually a Russian spy; End of Part 1, beginning Part 2]

Mordecai:
Dude, for real?!

Nikolai:
[clearing throat] Yeah, I am Russian spy.

Rigby:
Oh, snap! Now we're all boned! And guess who didn't believe me? You, and you, and you, and-! [Natalia punches him in the arm, silencing him]

Natalia:
Silence, rat!

Mordecai:
[heartbroken] Thomas, how could you do this to us?

Rigby:
[betrayed] Yeah, man.

Nikolai:
It's my job, guys.

Mordecai:
Man, which one should we give him?

Rigby:
I don't which one's worse.

Benson:
All of them. ALL OF THEM! Put all of them together, NOW!

Mordecai:
(imagining Margaret and CJ meeting each other at the Christmas party): CJ, this is Margaret. My girlfriend. (the ground gives way beneath him) I mean, my ex-girlfriend. (the hole gets deeper) I mean, a girl I kissed a bunch in the past who's my friend. (the hole gets even deeper) Should I stop talking now? (Screams as egg nog pours out of Margaret's and CJ's cups)

CJ:
[disgusted] I never want to speak to you again, Mordecai!

Margaret:
[also disgusted] Yeah, way to make things weird!

Mordecai:
(screaming) NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!

(Flashback ends)

Mordecai:
(In reality) NO!!

[Benson in his office writing on a paper, then his phone rings and he answers it]

Benson:
Hello, this is Benson.

Voice:
Will you accept a collect call from... [Mordecai and Rigby are panicking on the phone for help]

Benson:
[sighs] Accept.

Mordecai:
Oh, my gosh, oh, my gosh, Oh, my gosh! We're in trouble, man. Benson, we're in Australia!

Benson:
Haha, very funny, guys. Listen up, I missed you at work yesterday. If you don't come in Monday, don't bother coming in at all. [hangs up]

Rigby:
What did he say?

Mordecai:
If we don't come in to work on Monday, we're fired.

Rigby:
Aw, man.

Mordecai:
Dude, come on. We need to get to an airport.

CJ:
Where do we turn off next, Eileen?

Eileen:
(while looking in her bag) Hold on, let me check the directions! (finds some trail mix) Trail Mix? Oh no! This is my recreation bag! I left the directions in my school bag by mistake!

Rigby:
(Takes the trail mix from Eileen) Wump-wump! (eats the trail mix)

Sea Turtle:
Let's see if these pigs can fly.

Hank:
Huh?

Sea Turtle:
Do you see what I did there?

Benson:
[woefully burying his stained suit] Suit, you were the best thing that ever happened to me. You made me feel... [eats chicken wing] alive, full of... power, full of strong...ness! To you, suit—may we meet again in the next life.

Benson:
This is either a miracle or I've gone insane. But who cares? I look good!

Suit:
[spoke] "You sure do, Benson."

Benson:
Thanks. Wha?! Who said that?

Suit:
"It's me, Benson, the suit."

Benson:
You... can talk?

Suit:
"I can do many things."

Benson:
Why didn't you say anything before now?

Suit:
"I wanted to be certain that you were worthy. Incompetence aside, you showed me that you cared about me when you tried to clean that stain. I was created for a dark purpose, Benson. To be a status symbol for evil men—evil, mysterious, powerful, handsome, wealthy men. But after these last few days, I've realised that I would rather be worn by someone with absolutely none of those qualities. I want to live a simple life as the suit of a simple man. You are that man, Benson."

Benson:
Cool.

Suit:
"I'll never leave you, Benson. Also, if you're interested, I have a few ideas for keeping Mordecai and Rigby in line."

Benson:
Let's go manage a park.

Mordecai:
[gasps when he looks out and sees CJ on the ground, looking devastated] Uh, I can't be here, I-I gotta hang with CJ. [takes off his seat belt and stands up] CJ, hi! [the chopper jerks, making him lose balance and fall on Margaret's lap]

CJ:
[angrily annoyed] Oh, come on! [turns grey] Did you think I wouldn't find out, that you could just make a fool of me forever?! [turns into a full on storm cloud and flies up towards the chopper] This is the LAST TIME!

Rigby:
Hey, Benson, what's with the fancy spread?

Benson:
Mr. Maellard said he needed to give an announcement this morning. You know, you all could learn a thing or two about boss appreciation… [Mr. Maellard's limo suddenly crashes through the sweets; sighs and facepalms as Mr. Maellard gets out of his limo] Mr. Maellard! How nice of you to visit us today.

Mr. Maellard:
No time for bollocking Benson. Take a seat. As you all aware: Park attendance has been declining for years. With no visitors, I'm basically just paying you boys to babysit Pops at this point.

Pops:
And they're doing a bang up job.

Mr. Maellard:
With that in mind, I've decided to shut down the park.

[The guys all start complaining]

Mordecai:
No visitors?! Well, what about, uh, that guy? [points to Huge Head and everyone looks at him]

Huge Head:
Wait, not yet!

Mr. Maellard:
One ugly guy, plotting revenge on my son for the last four years isn't enough to keep the park open. You guys all had a good run, but I'm afraid you're all fired. Now, if you'll excuse me, I gotta go rig a yacht race.

Benson:
What's the secret?! Why does East Pines get visitors when we don't?! It's the uniforms, isn't it, Gene?!

Gene:
[sighs] Yes, Benson. It's the uniforms.

Benson:
Well, guys, this is it, our last day, so I don't know, rake some leaves or something.

Benson:
(whistling, sighs) How many times do I have to tell them? Close the garage door when you're finished painting it! (shuts the garage door) What the...? Didn't I just close that? (opens the garage door, then closes it then growls)

Pops:
Coming through!

Benson:
Pops, no!

(Pops' car crashes into the garage door)

Pops:
Bad... show.

Benson:
MORDECAI & RIGBY!!!

Rigby:
Pops, are you okay?

Pops:
(groans) Optical illusion.

Fireman:
Don't worry, sir! Thanks to the jaws of life, you'll never get trapped in an enclosed space again.

Mordecai and Rigby:
Whoa!

Rigby:
Where'd you get that?

Fireman:
It came with the truck.

Benson:
What were you two thinking?!

Rigby:
It was just a joke!

Mordecai:
Yeah, we were going to paint over it after our break!

Benson:
Well, how's this for a joke? Buy a new garage door by the end of the day or you're fired!

Benson:
(Laughing calmly then turned angrily)

Mordecai and Rigby:
(Laughing)

Benson:
This sandwich cost me $85!

Rigby:
But you said we could order any sandwich we wanted!

Benson:
I did. I said that. Now listen to ME as I say this. If you two don't eat this entire sandwich by the end of the day, YOU'RE FIRED!!