Man: Boo go dobie godongo.
[ Groaning ]
[ Explosion, horn ]
♪♪
[ Peaceful music plays ]
[ Shouting gibberish ]
Flobadee.
[ Sour notes playing ]
[ Groaning ]
[ Indistinct echoes ]
♪ Feel it, see it, say it, love it ♪
♪ Feed it, save it, nothing ♪
♪ Hear it, speak it, inner spirit ♪
♪ Life, I love it, love, I live it ♪
♪ Grinding, rewinding, enlightening ♪
♪ Defining, shining ♪
♪ Designing, binding, igniting, rewriting ♪
♪ But never ever rewinding ♪
♪ Life, I love it, love, I live it ♪
♪♪
[ Distortion ]
[ Distorted voices ]
[ Instrumental music plays ]
♪♪
[ Vocalizing ]
♪♪
[ All screaming ]
[ Foghorn blows ]
[ Screaming continues ]
...and vapors.
The realm of the crystal mathematician.
Hot metal, melting mind, maple syrup,
lunar eclipse, shade moon red, sugar, maple,
molecular model, subatomic, metal, melting minds.
Sabre tooth tigers in California.
Chat with the frog people.
They've entered New Jersey's deepest, darkest forest
to bring you what else -- werewolves in the woods.
Dimensional shifts and the disappearing self, he's faded.
He's gone. His body began to shimmer as if disappearing.
Bing! Stop requested.
Next stop, Rotee Road.
[ Beeping ]
Eh?
[ Brakes hiss ] -[ Laughs ]
Where should we sit?
Aah!
[ Sighs ] You could've sat anywhere.
Yo, yo, yo, I can't figure out these Bendz.
They're too complicated.
You're dumb. Let me try.
[ Popping ]
Bing! Stop requested.
Next stop...
They're so loud, these kids.
Here! Here! Here! Here! Here!
Look! That's not what Memetubz said!
Here! Here! Here! Look!
-Bing!
-Stop requested.
You fracking kads!
Here, let me show you!
Can't do anything, these fracking kads!
Why can't you do anything?
-Uh...
Yeah, you, like, totes ruined his shoes.
LOL, LMAO.
Oh, did he just word you?
Let's get out of here.
-Can you believe this frack? -Morons.
Oh, no. -[ Clears throat ]
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Last stop, bub.
Get off my dang bussesses.
Are you kidding me?
[ Telephone dialing ]
[ Jazz music plays ]
The heat is rising in the capsule.
I can barely feel my fingers through my gloves.
[ Screams ]
[ Distorted ] Well, some like it hot.
[ Cat meows ]
Come here, Elvis.
I'm coming for ya.
Hey, uh, I'm just going to the bathroom to read.
That guy is so full of crap.
Did not get my SpaghettiOs.
I got spaghetti.
Uh-oh, SpaghettiOs.
LSD.
100 micrograms,
intramuscular.
What in the blue hulking baby goodness was it all for?
[ Crying ]
Hey, little orange. What's wrong?
No one will rhyme with me.
Now, that's just not true.
Really?
Plenty of things rhyme with orange.
There's porridge and storage and carriage and marriage.
Uh, wait a second.
There's forage and moorage and Georgia and bondage.
And I'm just getting started.
But I don't think any of those are real rhymes.
Don't worry about it.
If you want to get crazy,
there's refrigerator and new age and heritage and gorge.
Yeah.
There's orphan and alligator and bridge and discourage.
I don't think any of those rhyme with orange.
Quiet, fruit man.
Anyway, there's horrid, boring, cottage, hostage.
Mortgage, knowledge, sausage, organ.
Orange, orange, orange, orange.
Orange, orange, orange!
-Oh, no. [ Crunches ]
[ Instrumental music plays ]
You're super.
Hello.
[ Chatters ]
Look at you.
Hello.
[ Chatters ]
Peekaboo.
[ Meows ]
Good girl.
You're super.
Hello.
Whoo.
Hello, sweetie.
I'm gonna go out.
I'll be back.
You're smart.
[ Whistles ]
Water.
Need some carrots?
Broccoli?
Carrot.
Apple.
Get this wet sand.
You're sweet.
You're smart.
Good girl.
You're so funny.
[ Speaks indistinctly ]
Pretty cool.
[ Chatters ]
[ Blows raspberry ]
Raspberry.
[ Warbling ]
[ Screams ]