04x05 - Mama's Boy / Feisty Geist

[bunniefuu]

[Buzzing]

[Rattling]

♪ Rocko's modern life

Rocko's modern life.

♪ Rocko's modern life

Rocko's modern life.

[Whistling and buzzing]

[Splat!]

[Screaming]

♪ Rocko's modern life.

Rocko's modern life.

That was a hoot!

All right, everybody

Let's move it with bunmaster.

And a-one and a-two and a-three and a-four and a-tighten

And a-squeeze and a-squeeze and a-tighten and a-move...

[Belches]

Whoops.

[Sighs]

[Grunting]

Ma!

I can't...

I can't reach.

Oh, heffy, butterfingers?

Here you go.

Oh, heffy, piggy wiggy.

Ma!

Come on, I can't see.

Virginia, why are you babying that boy?!

I was just bringing him his lunch.

You treat him like a big baby.

How do you expect him to do things for himself?

Heffer's a good boy.

He's a big, spoiled lazy slob.

[Doorbell rings]

Oh, boy. That must be the guys.

Heffer, get back here and clean up this mess.

Ma, get the door!

I got to get changed!

Okay.

Oh, hi, fellas.

Don't you look cute.

Hiya, mrs. Wolfe.

We're not cute.

We're cool.

Heffy will be down in a minute.

So, you're off to mud city, huh?

Mud city!

Whoo!

Hold on there.

You're buttoned all funny.

Don't forget your hood.

Ooh, you're so cute.

Okay.

Whoo-hoo!

Mud city, u.s.a.!

Whoo-hoo!

Let's go mud-sliding!

You sure you got everything, heff?

You're a mama's boy.

Your mother does everything for you.

She probably even wipes your nose.

You better shut up.

What are you going to do, heffy?

Call your mama?

Okay, filburt, lay off.

We're just teasing, heffy.

I mean heffer.

Virginia: hold it right there, young man.

You know the routine.

[Horn honks]

Aw, come on, ma.

Do I have to?

Heffer wolfe, you always love this part.

Let's go. Lift them up.

Make sure to get behind his ears, mrs. Wolfe.

[Honking]

And here's your bunny blanket.

I'll tuck you in.

And here's some popcorn...

And doughnuts...

And cola.

That mama's little boy.

If you could just hand me the remote

I'll be all set.

Hey!

Wait a second, ma.

I am not a mama's boy.

I'm a grown-up man.

Of course you're a man, honey.

You're just a cranky man.

You better go take a nap.

I don't want to take a nap.

[Door slams]

Has everyone had enough?

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah.

Heffer: mom? Dad?

[All gasping]

I'm moving out.

Heff, why?

Why?

Mom, I got to start doing things for myself.

Dad, do something.

I'll get the door.

But who'll do your laundry?

How will you eat?

Who'll take care of you?

Ma!

I'm okay!

I got a place downtown.

Okay, see you around.

My baby's all grown up.

See you at christmas.

Rocko: man, I'm hungry.

Filburt: yeah, me too.

Hey, guys.

Heffer! What are you doing here?

I'm working here.

We've been calling you all week.

Your mom said you moved out.

Yeah, I got my own place now.

I'm an independent guy.

I'll bring you over on my break.

It's a great place.

Close to work, good location...

Well-lit.

It's okay.

Wait till you see the view.

Here we are.

What do you think?

I got everything I need.

There's my kitchen...

My bedroom...

And, uh, a wall...

And, uh, a floor...

And a box.

Oh, yeah. There's my light bulb.

Hey, there's my window.

Check out the window.

Wow. Wow.

Rocko: living on your own can be a lot of responsibility.

Are you up to it?

Up to it?

Ha!

I was born for it.

All right, everybody, let's move it with bunmaster.

And a-one and a-two and a-three...

[Doorbell rings]

[Sniffs]

Say, nice place you got here.

Great bed.

Who are..?

Oh, I know the landlord.

He said I could stay here a couple of days.

Oh, no, I don't think...

Wow. You really can decorate.

Huh?

Oh, yeah, sure.

Look how you emphasized

The overall shape of the room.

You got taste.

Well, thanks.

So I'll sleep here.

But that's my bed.

Oh, that's okay, pal.

You can sleep over by the tv.

The tv? Yeah!

[Phone rings]

Get the phone, will you, pal?

Hello.

Virginia: heffer?

Hi, ma.

How are you?

I'm doing great.

Hey, pal! Pal!

You got any mustard?

Uh, no.

Maybe you can pick up some later.

I need to use the phone, so make it snappy.

Hey, ma, I got to hurry up.

I'm just calling to say I miss you

And when you're ready, you can come on home.

I'm on my own now, ma, and I'm doing fine.

Well, okay, I'll let you go.

Bye, ma.

Well, uh, I got to get up early

To go to work, you know, um...

Bed? Forget that.

Let's play video games.

Well, I really should get my rest.

Rest? What rest?

You're a young man.

Let's party!

Yeah!

Party time!

[Chattering]

Hiya, fil.

Isn't the chewy chicken open yet?

No. Heffer's late.

[Mumbling angrily]

Heffer: I'm coming!

Hold on.

Come on, heffer, open the door.

I've been here all morning.

You got to be more responsible.

Sorry. Hold on.

Sorry.

Okay, here we go.

Here we go.

Let me turn the lights on.

Well?

Oh.

[Laughing]

So I got a new roommate.

Boy, is he a lot of fun.

We were up all night playing video games.

Man, what a time we had.

Hey, there he is now.

You can meet him.

Hey, pal, I want you to meet my...

Great, great. Yeah, whatever.

You got that food ready for the party?

It's in the back.

You're having a party tonight?

Yeah. A bunch of my roommate's friends will be there.

Why don't you come by?

Sounds fun.

[Music playing]

Rocko, what kind of party is this?

These friends of heffer's, they're not friends.

They're roaches.

Whoo!

Rocko, let's get out of here.

But we haven't seen heffer yet.

[Screaming]

Filburt!

Hey, rock, you guys having fun?

Heffer, where did you get all these wild friends?

Hey, heff, chug this.

Uh...

Oh, yeah.

[Roaches chanting "chug! Chug!"]

[Belches]

Are these guys fun or what?

[Weakly]: woo-woo.

I'm going to find filbert and go home.

This party is out of control.

Aw, you're just a party pooper.

Hey, heff, come here and chug these potatoes.

Okay.

Heffer: okay, I'm coming.

Hold on.

You work here?

[Weakly]: yeah, hold on.

I'll open the place up for you.

Sorry, pal. I'm with the board of health.

We're closing you down.

Huh?

Hey, man, go get some sleep.

You look terrible.

Sleep. Yeah.

Heffer: guys...

Could you hold it down, huh?

Fellas, I'm trying to sleep.

Could you lower the music a pinch?

Uh...

Sleep...

Must sleep.

[Snoring]

[Thunder cracks]

[Phone rings]

Hello?

Oh, hi, ma.

No, I'm fine, really.

I really like living on my own.

[Virginia chattering]

[Beeping dial tone]

[Rings]

Hello?

Oh, hi, ma.

Oh, ma, stop.

I miss you too.

No, really, I feel great.

Couldn't be better.

Yeah.

Stop it.

Really, I'm fine.

Ma!

Stop crying.

I like it on my own.

Everything's going my way.

Woo!

For the last time, ma, I'm fine.

[All slurping and chomping]

[Doorbell rings]

[Knocking]

No, ma, really, I'm fine.

No, really, don't fuss.

I'm doing great.

If you need to make a call...

Really, ma, I'm fine, really.

Really, no... No problems.

Quit fussing over me.

I'm okay. I really, really, really love living on my own

Taking good care of myself.

I'm just fine, really.

Really I am. Mm-hmm.

Move it with bunmaster.

And a-one and a-two and a-three...

[Rings]

Hello.

Oh, hi, rock.

Yeah, I moved back home.

Well, you know, it doesn't matter to me either way

But mom really missed me.

You know how she is.

Uh-huh. Sure.

And you know what else?

I'm helping out around the house a little more these days.

Welcome.

Gaze into the crystal ball.

Hey, we look all wonky.

[Laughing]

Do not mock the spirit of the ball.

Sorry, mrs. Drano.

It's madame doreeno.

What do you want from the spirits?

I want to know who I was in my past lives.

Okey-dokey.

But first we must consult a spirit guide.

Heffer: what's a spirit guide?

Someone from the great beyond

To show you your past lives.

Heffer: um...

Give me the cheapest.

Calling mortimer...

Mortimer khan.

Rocko: who's mortimer khan?

He was the forgotten son of genghis khan--

Sort of the black sheep of the family.

Mortimer...

Mortimer...

Breaker, breaker.

You have reached the resting place

Of mortimer khan.

I'm not in, so leave a message at the sound of the beep.

Morty, I know you're there. Mortimer!

All right already!

What do you want?

I need the past life regression on the cow.

Name?

Heffer wolfe?

Hold, please.

[Music playing]

Heff, this is stupid.

I don't know, rock.

It's kind of a catchy tune.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

I found your past lives.

Now, close your strangely shaped eyes and relax

While I take you back in time to view your past lives.

In one memorable past life

You were a hungry passenger aboard the airship hillenburger.

Ach! I haff got to get to zee buffet before vee land.

[Screaming]

Before that, you lived in italy.

From a-this a-tower, you a-can a-see all of a-pisa.

Hey a-look, I can a-see my a-mama's house-a.

Hey,mamma mia,look at me-a!

Oops-a.

Sheesh.

I was kind of a goof in my past lives.

But wait.

There's more.

Ah. Kali bagh istanouple.

With the treasures my horde pillages from this city

I will rule the world.

As soon as my scout returns, we can att*ck.

Where is that scout?!

This drumstick is scrumptious.

So tell me more

About this invading horde of yours.

Gee, mort, I am so sorry.

If it takes me an eternity, I'll get you for this.

Me?

You!

Because of you

I was forced to spend the rest of my life

As a muckraker!

Sorry.

Not good enough.

Prepare to feel the wrath of mortimer khan!

[Laughing]

Mortimer?

Mortimer?

Ah!

I've lost my discount spirit guide.

Well, that was weird.

All that excitement made me hungry.

I'll go make some sandwiches.

Do you think that crystal ball

Was supposed to blow up like that?

Just special effects, heff.

I wonder what happened to that mortimer guy.

Where am i?

Hmm.

There's the wallaby...

And there's the stinking cow, heffer.

Then where am..?

Oh. Just great.

I'm in the dog.

Did you say something, spunky?

Well, I guess I'll have to make do.

Death to the yellow pig!

I think I'll go help rocko with those sandwiches.

Prepare to feel my wrath.

I will have my revenge!

Rocko, I think spunky's acting a little strange.

What do you mean?

[Tarzan yell]

Oh, I don't know.

I can't quite put my finger on it.

[Growls]

Maybe he's hungry.

He's chewing on my head.

Excuse me?

You know, it tickles at first

But now I'm starting to get a headache.

Spunky, come down.

Back off, kangaroo boy.

The cow is mine.

He sounds just like that mortimer khan fellow.

Iammortimer khan, you ignorant marsupial.

Cobblers! My dog is channeling a th-century horde leader.

Ah. Putting me in the backyard won't help.

It takes more than that

To put down someone from the house of khan.

Barbarian sloth!

Blast this device!

It's ingenious in its simplicity.

And the spirit is ejected from the possessee.

There must be another way.

[Doorbell rings]

I'll get that.

Hi, heff. What's new?

Spunky's been possessed

By a vengeful spirit

Of a failed th-century horde leader

Bent on my destruction.

You know how that can be.

You should've called me.

I've got a tube of spirit-away anti-possession cream

In my scooter.

Cool.

Unhand me.

Now, hold him still.

I've only got half a tube left.

I hope it's enough.

Oof!

[Crash]

[Barking and panting]

Spunky, you're back.

Oh, I missed you.

Celtic cretins!

[Laughing]

Uh-oh, rocko.

You'll both feel my wrath now

Just as soon as I get off my back.

I'll just... Oh, fish sticks.

Calm down, mortimer.

You're steaming up your own glasses.

Don't bother to run away!

I'll find you.

This is going to be harder than we thought.

Yeah, he can jump from one thing to another.

Get the giant squirt g*ns out of the garage.

I'll order the industrial size barrel of spirit-away.

You stay here, spunky.

It's too dangerous.

Filburt's gone.

He could be anywhere in the house.

[Racking r*fle]

[Water splashing]

The bathroom! The bathroom!

Hi, guys.

Oh, good.

You got more spirit-away.

I'll go get another squirt g*n.

Well, he looks normal.

Yeah, I could've sworn...

Trojan mule!

[Screaming]

[Flushing]

All right, where's that horde leader?

Feel the strength of my two-ply.

It doesn't get any grosser than this.

Do you see him?

Shh. Rocko, look.

[Plops]

No!

Not the fridge!

Spartan dog!

[Laughing]

You have no respect for food!

Take that!

[Heavy breathing]

He's going upstairs.

Let's get him, boys!

Where is he?

[Muffled screaming]

Take that, and that...

And that.

Feel the itch of real wool.

[Laughing]

Rocko, do you mind?

Blundering beef!

Oh, no.

He's shrinking the sweater.

Anglo-saxon hun!

Rocko!

Insolent cur!

Bovine blunderer!

Moronic mule!

[Screaming]

Hmm. I think we got him, uh...

Covered.

Look, he's in that snow globe.

This is most embarrassing.

How convenient.

Let me see that thing.

Stop it. I'm getting sick.

Hey, look at him go!

It's a blizzard!

[Humming "jingle bells"]

I'm going to throw up.

Rocko: we thought it would be best to return him to you.

Well, that was very conscientious of you.

And to say thanks

I'd like to give you a free look

At your past lives.

Look, a blizzard.

I'm going to throw up.

That's really not necessary.

Oh, it's no problem.

I insist.

Calling the spirit world.

Calling the spirit world.

General george strongarms custer at your service.

Hey!

You're that heffer wolfe fella.

I've got a bad feeling about this.

You've got a lot to answer to, mister.

As soon as I squeeze out of this crystal ball

I'll toast your muffins from here to timbuktu.

I'll rope your red neck.

I'll jam your jelly.