- Hey Apple.
- What?
- Knife.
- Huh? (screams)
- [Orange] I warned you.
Ow, that looks like it hurts.
- (screaming)
- Tried to warn him.
Hey Pear!
- Oh God.
- You don't shut up, and it's Pumpkin.
Pumpkin, not orange, not plumpkin,
and I'm not your brother.
- Oh.
What, what is it?Why are you mumbling and making that face?
- Knife.
- Huh? (screams)
- Somebody should take that guy's knife away.
Right in the head.
Oh no, he's tearing your insides out.
(screaming)
Hey! Hey Plumpkin! Hey Plumpkin!
Hey! Hey Plumpkin!
Somebody carved a face on your butt.
(Pumpkin sighs)
(Orange laughs)
Hey, who turned out the lights?
You're an apple!
- I'm a tomato
- Apple!
- Tomato!
- Apple. - Tomato.
- Blender.
- Huh? (screams)
Ow!
- Whoa!
- Hey, hey buddy, don't no, don't press
the button, don't press the button
please don't press the button.
(screams)
- Tomato are you Okay?
Wow,you're juicy, if you were a fruit
you'd be in a real jam.
(laughs)
Oh, ow.
(laughs)
Hey Tomato, good to see ya.
I was hoping we could catch up! (laughs)
Get it, ketchup!
(laughs)
- I'm so funny.
I tell the best jokes in the world.
- Hey Orange!
- What? What is it orange?
- Knife.
- Huh? (screams)
(laughs)
- Hey Orange, way to go!
You've got lots of guts.
Get it, guts?
Oh, that's a lot better.
Peace and quiet.
Hey, what are you doing?
- Whoa, wow
- Hey watch out, whoa.
- No
- Hey, another orange!
- Hey, its another orange!
(multiple oranges speaking)
- NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Hey, apple!
- I'm not talking to you.
- Knife!
- I've already told you, these are not knives.
- No, knife!
- This is my hair!
I spiked them up to look cool
and it's something you can't do
because, you are...
(screams)
- Whoa.
Look who's the baldy now.
(screams)
(suspenseful scary music)
Pineapple, looks more like pain apple. (laughs)
Ow.
(laughs)
- Someone help me.
- Hey apple, I don't mean to stare
but you're looking worse for wear. (laughs)
- Orange, you are sick.
- You know what else rhymes with hair?
You do pear.
- Leave me out of this.
(alternating screams)
- Whoa, that was crazy.
Geez.
- Oh, so that's how it is?
I try to help you out and you stab me
in the back.
- Geez, you sound like a real Caesar salad.
(laughs)
- Caesar salad? I don't get it.
- You know, Caesar, stabbed in the back, knife.
- Yeah, still not getting it.
- Knife!
- Aaaaaahhhh! Noooooooo!
- It's a cole slaw-ter. Ow.
Awww, I liked cabbage too.
- And, just goes to show you, you never
know when your time's up (screams)
- Pot of gold?
- (screams) Keep it! Forget it.
I don't even want it anymore.
- Whoa, take it easy little giant.
- I'm not a little giant,
I'm a freaking leprechaun.
And you're an annoying sack of citrus if I've
ever met one in all me days.
- Fine. I wish you had your pot of gold so you'd
stop being so angry.
- Finally
(crashing sound)
- Whoa, sorry little giant. Are you okay?
Little giant? Oh, now I'll never get
my pinwheel back. (sighs)
Hey.
- Finders, keepers dude.
- Gee, for a tater, you're a real hater.
Maybe you're a hater tot. (laughs)
- Sweet mother of fry, your voice is
stabbing me like a giant
- Let me guess, knife?
- What? (screams)
- Whoa, it's a face-off. (laughs)
I don't know who to root for. (laughs)
Get it, root? (laughs)
- Wait, wait, what are you doing?
What are you doing (screams)
- Oh well, that guy needed a thicker skin anyways
(laughs)
Hey carrot, I know what will make you forget
about being sad.
- Really, what?
- Airhorn. (horn blowing)
- What is wrong with me?
This happens every time I go out.
It's always the jerk and the weirdo.
If that's the choices I'd rather take
- Knife?
- Huh?
- Knife.
(screaming)
- Oh my God!
(screaming)
- Whoa, grapefruit's beside himself. (laughs)
(indistinct chatter)
Hey, at least he's not such a sourpuss now.
Ow.
- This kitchen is awful, how do you stand it?
- No, it's not so bad. Just ask pear.
- Somebody please, kill me now.
- Cheese, don't get angry. You're turning
into a muenster. (laughs)
- I can't take it. Someone end this right now.
I can't take anymore stupid puns.
Yes, I am so out of here.
- Uh oh, where you going cheese?
- Yes, ow, thank you.
End my misery. No more puns. No more
- That looks really degrading. (laughs)
Ow.
- I regret nothing. Nothing.
(upbeat music playing)
- Hey cheese, are you feeling any cheddar?
- NOOOOOOOOO!
- You really get around. (laughs)
- Tra la la la
(girls swooning)
Tra la la la
(indistinct female chatter)
No, no, thank you. Thank you.
Do you have any requests?
- Ooh, hey, do you know any show tunes?
- Freebird, do Freebird.
- Ooh, ooh, knife, knife.
- Knife? I don't know that one.
- No, knife.
- Ouch!
- Whoa.
Chiligardo?
- Amigo, you have cut me deeper than any
woman I have ever met.
- Actually his name is Knife.
- Yes, and someday, he will come to us all.
- Geez, that's kind of dark.
- And yet there is still light,
the burning light of passion.
It is now in your hands.
- But I don't have hands, I'm an orange.
- Nor do I, but yet I'm still
- Handsome?
- (laughs) Yes my friend.
I knew you wouldn't let me down. Ouch.
- Thanks, Jalapeno.
- Keep the passion burning, Orange.
Keep it burning.
- Orange, orange,
- Please stop
- Orange, orange, orange, orange, orange, orange
- Seriously dude, stop.
- Orange, orange, orange, orange, orange
- Somebody please put me out of my misery.
No, it was a figure of spee (screams)
- Whoa. Hey pasta, you've got
ba-ba-ba-ba-burnt face. (laughs)
- Cool.
- Knife.
(screaming)
- Oh my God! What the heck?
- Cucumber, you really got yourself in a pickle.
Oh, bummer. I really liked cucumber. He was cool.
Hmm, now what?
Hey pear.
- Oh, not again.
- We've got to figure out a way to stop them.
- Oh no, they're getting worse by the second.
- (hiccuping) H-help me.
- Hey uh, Orange? I know we just met and all
but we're really sorry this is happening
to you Orange. You seem like such a great
What was that?
I don't know, it kind of sounded like a
- Gorilla!
- Huh? (screams)
(simultaneous screams)
- Whoa, that guy doesn't monkey around.
- How did that thing get in here?
- Poor boomerangs, I don't think they'll
come back from that one. (laughs)
- Okay we get it. Enough.
- I wonder why they didn't give him the slip.
Thanks a bunch Mango.
- Well, I am a life coach.
(laughs)
No really, I am. So you know if you got any
friends that might need some help
- Ooh, I know who you should talk to.
- Who's that?
- Knife.
- Ow.
- Ooh, sorry about the heads up. (laughs)
- Stop it! Stop it!
- Oh.
- Ow, ow, ow!
- I knew you guys would hit it off. (laughs)
Oh, talk about an eyeful.
- Awe man, that's gonna leave a mark.
- Oh ho.
- Ow, ow!
- Looks like you're gonna have to fork it over.
(laughs)
- You idiot, that's not how you cut a mango.
- Way to go Mango, you're winning.
- That's because it's a new day in the kitchen,
Orange. Trust me. (laughs)
(metal slicing) (screaming)
- Just tell me exactly what you're thinking.
The first thing that comes to your mind,
the very first thing.
Just tell me Orange, it's okay.
- Mmmmmm, knife.
- What?
- Knife.
(screaming)
(simultaneous screaming)
(audience clapping)
- Whoa, pepper.
- You know, we really should be getting used
to that sort of thing by now
(upbeat music playing)