02x08 - Rodiggiti

[bunniefuu]

It's alive!

Do you mind?

L- .

Cowabingo, dude.

¤ Senior Mutant Ninja Turtles ¤

¤ Mutants in a wheelchair! ¤

Dude, this prune pizza is bodacious.

No! I just cowabunged in my pants.

Barfaroni!

I hope you're wearing
adult undergarments.

- Are you?
- It depends.

¤ Senior Mutant Ninja Turtles ¤

¤ Mutant diapers ¤

Dudes, where's Splinter?

What are you doing?

Looking for Shredder. No, not here.

¤ Senior Mutant Ninja Turtles ¤

¤ Heroes touching nurses ¤

Look what I found in my old stuff.

- My old skateboard.
- Dude! Let me see that.

Cowabunga!

¤ Senior Mutant Ninja Turtles ¤

¤ Dealing with life changes ¤

Well, I think you'll enjoy
Million Dollar Baby, Miss Dunst.

Yeah, I hear really good things...

My favorite part is
when Hillary Swank gets paralyzed...

and Clint Eastwood
takes her off life support.

Thanks.

According to my spidy sense,
you owe me a kiss.

Get it?
Like the movie that you were in.

Buddy, are you OK?

Can you hear me?

Buddy?

Dude?

I told you it would be special.

We're going down the river on this one,
though the odds of that inside straight...

And there's his tail.
That will cost him.

There's a new detective cleaning up
the streets of San Francisco...

this fall.

Rick Schroeder's Rick Shaw.

With the help of his
faithful driver, Tan Wang.

Ricky, we've got a robbery on market.

It's Rick. Tan Wang, let's roll.

Tan Wang, the noise.

Damn it, Wang, do the noise!

No criminal can escape
Shaw's wheels of steel.

I'm not done with you yet, punk.

Wang, throw it in reverse.

Don't look down.

Hold on tight, detective Rick Shaw.

We like action movies. They're really fun.

Then after the movie we come home,
and I turn my wife upside down...

and stick a banana,
an apple, handy snacks...

and a stick of string cheese
in her. Like this.

We like Jackass: The Movie,
because we like pranks.

Sometimes I fill up Billy with horse crap
and light him on fire...

put him on a neighbor's porch,
ring the doorbell, and they stomp him out.

Their shoes smell like horse poo.

Hey, dog,
what was the last movie we saw?

Sense and Sensibility, kid.

Yeah, that joint was hot to dust.

Yeah, we sneak some 's up
in that bitch. Like this.

Sometimes I go
to scary movies with Hans...

and I get very nervous
and start to hyperventilate...

so I blow in and out of Hans like this.

Hans!

Why not add a dollar
to the price of your movie ticket?

You suck, Scott Norwood.

You f*cking jerk.

Girls, grow up.

- Did you say your prayers, Timmy?
- I sure did, mom.

Good boy, son. Sleep tight.

Dad, is the cat outside?

Yes, he is, Timmy.

Good.

What is it, son? What is it?

I thought I told you
to get the f*ck out of here!

Stupid cat.

I don't like it
when you touch me like that.

Excuse me. What year is this?

- .
- ?

Man. Good luck, buddy.

B. Rabbit, you're on.

I told you, Daffy, my name is Bugs.

No, your MC name is B. Rabbit.

We got to appeal to today's kids.
No longer Looney Tunes.

We're Lovuny Tazunes.
Real hip-hop, dog.

Suffering succotash.

- I'm nervous, Daffy.
- Listen, brother.

You got to get out there
and don't choke again.

- Which way is the stage?
- Just look at the sign!

Get ready for the rap battle of the century.

First, let's have a hand for D J Bacon Bits.

Put your hands in the air
like you just don't care.

All right, our first challenger tonight...

hails from Carrot Road.

Put your hands together for B. Rabbit.

And first on the mic tonight
is the reigning champion...

the MC Hunter,
Elmer Fudd, with a PA.

I'll get you wabbit.

¤ I'm taking you to school,
call me the professor ¤

¤ You're sexually confused,
'cause you're a cross dresser ¤

¤ You like to kiss men,
and that's real funny ¤

¤ Call up Hugh Hefner,
you a gay boy bunny ¤

¤ You're lost on this stage,
you need a map, junkie ¤

¤ You made a wrong left turn
at Albuquerque ¤

One more, one more.

¤ I'm a pimp
'cause my hunting powers are hot, son ¤

¤ You would ride by on your home
with my double barreled shotgun ¤

Now, hold on a second, Mac.
It's not wabbit hunting season yet.

See?

OK, your turn B. Rabbit.

Choke! Choke! Choke!

- You suck!
- Choke! Choke! Choke!

Yeah, yeah.

¤ I know that you call me
a rascally wabbit ¤

¤ You say your R's like W's
and that's a really bad habit ¤

¤ It's room not womb,
trees not twees ¤

¤ You replace so many R's,
I thought you was Chinese ¤

¤ You're so stuck on yourself,
I'll call you Elmer's glue ¤

¤ I got you some coffee,
one lump or two? ¤

So?

No, he didn't.

¤ I only dress like a girl
to prove that you're gay ¤

¤ Would you like a kiss, handsome? ¤

Really? OK.

¤ Elmer Packs Fudd,
you heard what I said ¤

¤ He's so bald,
I'll put a hare on his head ¤

¤ I'll sit down on your head,
just like I was a Thinker ¤

¤ Ain't I a stinker? ¤

Holy Toledo!
B. Rabbit, wins!

B. Rabbit, wins!

I'm a disgwace.

Yo, B. Rabbit it's me, Dr. Dre.

What's up, doc?

Ain't nothing but a G-thing, baby.
I'd like to offer you a record deal.

You're gonna go down in history
as the first grey MC.

That's all, b*tches!