01x61 - New Character Day

[bunniefuu]

And now our song is done.

Please, you have to let me on your show.

I got to keep my wife in deliverer pains.

Look, I'm like you, baby, who me?

We're auditioning the characters for the

show. Next!

What?No one else?Hey,

down here, Mayor Brain!

We're the Roaches. Stars of stage records

and better rain pipes from all over.

We're here to give you a song. Well, go

ahead. Step on it.

Never say step on it to a roach.

We are Naggy and Terry and

Fuzzy

Naggy and Terry and

Suzzy Roach We don't give out

our ages And we

don't give out our phone numbers Give

out our phone numbersSometimes our voices

give out, but

not our ages and our phone

numbers.

We are Nanny and Terry and

Sabbath. We

spell our land name,

R-O-C-A-G.

Oh, it's awesome.

Maddie, let me drive. Yeah, let's let

me drive. That way I can find out if

there really is life after death.

Ouch! Grow

up.

Yourselves.

Oh, perfect. Who forgot to wind the

bus?It's her fault!

I was thinking, what if we started our

show with me, being lowered down from the

ceiling in a huge, emerald-studded swan,

and then carried around the stage by

Nubian grasshoppers in gold topis while I

sang. What do you think?What

if we do it like we always do?Hey.

Hey, where are we playing tonight, anyway?

The Castle in the Moors?Or Mansion in the

Mist?Kington's house.

Oh, no!

A bug! Oh,

I hate bugs!

just a cookie crumb.

Nice food.

How come I always have to carry stuff?

Gee, I don't know. How come, Maggie?

Because Suds is the persecuted one.

Oh yeah, I forgot.

Sometimes I think mom made a real mistake

having a third kid.

Zoinks Acoustics.

Internet, I

am proud to present

I surrender! Knocked out before I

experienced true love.

Oh, man! I am sick and tired of being

treated like the lowest form of life

simply because we happen to be roaches.

Maggie?I'm on a roll. Well,

we're proud of who we are, mom. Hit it.

Don't butt me. Don't butt me.

Don't butt me. We are the Roaches,

and if you think well darn cool, we do

the Beatles when they lived in Liverpool.

We are the roaches, and we're proud of

who we are. And when you've got that

attitude, you'll go quite far.

Go ahead and douse us with your

insecticide. 'Cause we have got a

secret that we just can't hide. And

the secret is... roaches

always come back.

I said, you're right. Bugs have a right

to be here just as much as I do.

Hey guys, you guys are great. I write all

the songs. No way! Wait.

Wait right here.

How about if I join the band?

Was that a yes or a no?

Ciao, great unwashed masses! We're

back! Today we're auditioning a brand new

cartoon talent for our show. Who's our

next victim, or our hopeful?Aw, she,

uh, Duck Tracy.

character. I'm called Lauren Bailey. I

got my demo tape right here.

There I was, trapped in the alleyway. I'm

Olive Pit, my only weapon. Oh, I said,

Come on, you fool. Just wait me. World's

plainest dissective isn't afraid of you.

The next seconds, they were all over me

like, And! I got almost a chaos roll. Can

I get a ride?Center left! Center right!

Center! No!

Not that these are ours to the

plane! Ah, don't be scared. I polarized

the mall of the Olive Pit.

Gasp! Lucky, are you all right?Like,

I shouldn't have chopped that banana peel

on the floor. Like, I'm so sorry, I'm so

drunk.

But I don't take missing spirit cases.

What do I know about fighting?Sorry, Miss

Loon it's out of the question. Ohh

Like, f*ck me out! My auras are away with

a g*ng of vicious crumbles and cutgirls,

and you won't bring her back so I can

reform her!

Sorry, Miss Loon it's out of the

question. On

the other hand, let me ask what you want.

Oh, my hero or

what?

Well, this is as good a place to start as

any. Now, where will a

runaway aura hang out?

Oh, couldn't be that one.

Mighty suspicious.

Come on out, you runaway aura! You're

coming with me!

Funny how you get a feeling that a house

isn't... hate?Again,

sir, I'm taking you, oh!

Devil, you'll never take me, you, you

I mean, I'm so glad you're here,

'cause I've been kidnapped by those nasty

old men in that room over there.

I just know you'll help me. You're

so primitive, so

primal. Stand here and let

me admire you.

Well, really, I don't know if it's right

to go through walls on the first date, I

guess.

Oh ohh no! Shadow Shipper!

The Boston Dangler! Black

Bottom! The bus cars!

The Generic Fox! Oh her films

are all under arrest!

I know where your tick was. I know where

your tick was. You're

tickless. You're tickless. In the

ear.

The ear?That's silly. That's don't

have ears. They

do know.

I can't

take too much more. What would my hero,

Duck Twicey, do in a spot like this?

Crimewalkers textbook. Remember,

Crimewalkers, what goes around, comes

around.

Of course! Why didn't I sentiment this

for?If I inflict excruciating,

agonizing pain on the rest of my person,

then I will shake the petal sensation.

There's nothing. Another example of

bringing to the broad.

Wait a doggone minute here. I'm taking

you back to your room. I'd like to see

you try it! I mean,

yes. Right away, my manly

Mallory. But first let me gaze upon

your ducks and countenance.

Why did he run away like that?He

makes me want to do terrible,

horrible things to me.

Okay, sun wrestle.

Huh A mallet! One itty

bitty mallet could shock me! Huh

It's...it's...millipede!

Taurus line, man!

Oh, no!

Oh no! There's too many, there's too

many! So

relax, Lucky. You're having a nightmare

sometimes.

Oh, what a dream! Oh, it was

horrible! Oh, I dreamed I was a

detective just like Duck Swacey, and I

was trying to catch this beautiful,

ravishing... gorgeous,

exquisite villainess... Hey!

What am I waiting around here for?