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Regular Show is a cartoon series on Cartoon Network. It involves Mordecai (a blue jay) and his friend Rigby (a raccoon) in their insane and exciting adventures, all during their job at the local park. Joining them are Muscle Man (a short, green, overweight man), Hi Five Ghost (a ghost with a hand extending out from his head), Benson (an anthropomorphic gumball machine), Pops Maellard (a lollipop man), Skips (a yeti), Thomas (a goat), Margaret (a robin), Eileen (a mole), Starla (an overweight, green-breasted woman), CJ (a cloud woman), Gary (the messenger for the Guardians of Eternal Youth), Mr. Maellard (another lollipop man), Death (a Grim Reaper), Garrett Bobby Ferguson (a floating head), and Garrett Bobby Ferguson Jr. (another floating head who wears a suit).

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Season 1[edit]

The Power [1.1a][edit]

Mordecai and Rigby: Go away, Skips! It's time for you to go away!
Mordecai: It's time for you to go to your room!
Rigby: Yeah, Skips. It's time for you to go to the moon!
Skips: Wahh! [disappears]
Mordecai: [gasps] Where'd he go?
Rigby: Uhh...

Rigby: Hamboning will save your life someday! You'll be all like, "What? You tryin' to mug me?" [starts hamboning]

Skips: You guys shouldn't be doing what you just did.
Rigby: What? The flying, or the hole?
Skips: What hole?
Rigby: [mutters to Mordecai] Dude, get to The Power...he knows...

Mordecai: Did you just send Skips to the moon?
Rigby: Isn't that what you said?
Mordecai: No, room! I sent him to his room, not the moon, you idiot!

Mordecai: Dude, wish him back!
Rigby: But it doesn't work that way!
Mordecai: What do you mean!?
Rigby: I can't see him, can I?
Mordecai: Then we have to go get him!
Rigby: But he's gonna be pissed!

Rigby: Hey, that's mine!
Benson: Nope. You've sent him to the moon so the least you could do is give him your keyboard, right Skips?
Skips: Right. [knees The Power]
Mordecai/Rigby: Aww...
Benson: And let's have it.
Rigby: What?
Benson: THE FORTY DOLLARS YOU TWO CONNED OUT OF ME WITH THAT STUPID KEYBOARD CRAP!! I know you still got it. Now give it BACK.
[beat.]
Rigby: Hahh... [both return notes to Benson]
Benson: NOW CLEAN UP THIS MESS OR YOU'RE FIRED!! Ugh, can you believe this?
Skips: No.

Rigby: A bunch of baby ducks...send 'em to the moon! Soda machine that doesn't work...send 'em to the moon!

Just Set Up the Chairs [1.1b][edit]

Mordecai: Dude, how came we're always stuck with the lame jobs? Settin' up the chairs??
Rigby: LAAAAA~ME!!!
Benson: I can't trust you guys with something actually important. You're always slacking off!
Mordecai: You callin' us slackers?
Rigby: Did he!? Did you!?
Mordecai: He's callin' us slackers. Look dude, we can totally set up all those chairs without slacking off.
Benson: Good. Do it then.
Mordecai: We will.
Rigby: Yeah. And then next time you'll get someone ELSE.. to set up the chairs?
[Benson looks at Mordecai, shrugs]
Benson: Fine.
Mordecai & Rigby: OOOOHHHHH!!!! Not settin' up the chairs next time! Not settin' up the chairs next time! UUHH!
Benson: ...Just set up the chairs...

Rigby: Benson's gonna drop his balls when he sees how good we set up these chairs! He's gonna be all like, "Oh no, mah gumballs!"

Benson: Let's see, I'm picking up the kids so... Mordecai and Rigby, you set up the chairs.
Mordecai & Rigby: AAAHHHHHHHHH....
Pops: [top window] Ooh, what about me? Surely I'm invited to my own birthday party!
Benson: Um, your birthday was last week, remember? It's a kids' party today.
Pops: I still have balloons!
Benson: We got it covered, Pops!
Pops: Oh... I see.

Rigby: [limply presses against door] It won't open. Let's get outta here!
Mordecai: You try the actual doorknob?
Rigby: [groans] You're KILLING me!

Pops: Oh, who unleashed the Destroyer of Worlds? Good show!

Mordecai: Dude, you kill the Destroyer of Worlds! I'm gonna go get the chairs!

Benson: ...Happy Birthday, Ji-
Jimmy: JUST DRIVE THE BUS, YOU CRAZY SLOPJOCKEY!!!!

Benson: YOU!!!
Mordecai: Woah! Hey Benson. Before you freak out, we totally set up those chairs.
[pan left to see cheering kids, Muscle Man and Hi Five Ghost seated in a moat of fire]
Muscle Man: Wooo!! This birthday party's hot!
Rigby: So we're cool, right?
Benson: YOU IDIOTS!! That's the last time I entrust you with something very important, LIKE THE CHAIRS!!!
[beat.]
Mordecai & Rigby: OOOOHHHHH!!!! Not settin' up the chairs next time! Not settin' up the chairs next time!
Benson: But you ARE going to clean up this mess, and you can start by sweeping up the "special entertainment"!
Mordecai: Yeah, no problem!
Rigby: We got it!
Mordecai: Don't worry about us!
Rigby: ...We're gonna take a break first, right?
Mordecai: Yeah.

Caffeinated Concert Tickets [1.2a][edit]

Rigby: Going to this concert could be the biggest moment of my life.
Mordecai: Wow, sounds like your life sucks.
Rigby: SHUT UP!!!

Rigby: I can't believe you're going to a Fist Pump concert just for some lady-pecs!
Mordecai: Rigby... one day you'll be old enough to understand the real reason that people go to concerts!

Muscle Man: WOOOOO!!! THAT'S RIGHT, LADIES! We got two tickets to Fist Pump! See you later, Grandmas!

Mordecai: You know, at first I thought you were cool, but now I know that you're both total losers.
Rigby: Everybody hates you!
Mordecai: Oh, and I just realized something...
Translator: What?
Mordecai: Your coffee...sucks.
Mordecai and Rigby: OOOOHHHHHHH!!!!

Rigby: [tiredly] Dude, I'm fading fast...
Mordecai: Don't worry, dude. We just gotta fight it with COFFEEEEE!!! [pulls up coffee pot]

Mordecai: Who needs luck when we have COFFEEEE!
Mordecai and Rigby: [tiredly] Ooooohhhh....
Rigby: Dude, seriously, though? My eyes won't stay open anymore, and I think we're almost out of coffee...

Coffee Bean: Coffee coffee coffee coffee coffee coffee coffee coffee coffee coffee. [pulls out contract; on it the word "coffee" is written multiple times]
Rigby: Oh, cool! A contract! Let's sign it!

Death Punchies [1.2b][edit]

Rigby: Looks like you've learned the ways of Death Kwon Do.
Mordecai: Looks like you know how to say things that people are already aware of.

Sensei: You're not pure of heart!
Rigby: What?! Don't call me not pure of heart! What about you, with your crappy mullet? You're the one who's not pure of heart!!

Rigby: How come you're not dead yet?
Mordecai: Probably because I learned...the Death Block! [holds up picture of the Death Block] It worked pretty good for a first try. Either that, or your Death Punch totally blows.
Rigby: I'LL KILL YOU!!!

Rigby: Aw, what?! I wanted to be player one!
Mordecai: Dude, I'm player one. You're player two.
Rigby: I don't wanna be player two! He just digs with the sucky pickaxe. I want the one with the shovel.
Mordecai: Dude, they're exactly the same!
Rigby: Then why don't you be player two?
Mordecai: [scoffs] I'm not usin' that sucky pickaxe.
Rigby: HAH! SEE?!

Mordecai: We-oo! We-oo! We-oo! [imitating a doctor] Quick, doctor. Both of these buttcheeks are unrecognizable! If we want anybody to recognize this as a butt in the future, then we're gonna have to do a complete butt transplant, STAT!
Rigby: STOP TALKING!!! There was only damage to the one cheek and you know it!
Mordecai: [laughs] That's right! We used to call you the "One-Cheek Wonder!" Dude, I'm bringing it back.
Rigby: You better not!
Muscle Man: Is that One-Cheek Wonder? I hope he's not trying to play punchies will cheeks like those!

Sensei: [after Rigby steals the Death Punch] NNNNOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Death Kwon Do Student: Sensei? Uhm.... I think somebody just Death Kwon Clogged the toilet.
Sensei: NNNNOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Rigby: Aw, what?! Snails are bad? I thought snails were good!
Mordecai: No, dude. Snails are bad.
Rigby: Aw man, this sucks!...I wanna be player two.

Sensei: Why yes, sir. I have the Death Jump and the Death Dump right her— ...NNNNOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Free Cake [1.3a][edit]

Mordecai and Rigby: FREE CAKE! FREE CAKE!!

Rigby: There's that chocolate cake at the snack bar!
Mordecai: Yeah...but Benson will only let you have it for free if it's your birthday.
Rigby: Who's to say it's not my birthday?
Mordecai: ...Who's to say it's not MY birthday?
Mordecai and Rigby: FREE CAKE! FREE CAKE!!
Benson: It's NEITHER of your birthdays.
Rigby: Aw, man! He's killing us with that!
Mordecai and Rigby: No cake....no cake....
Pops: {appears from inside the bushes} But it IS Skips' birthday!
Mordecai and Rigby: FREE CAKE! FREE CAKE!!
Benson: But he's really private about it.
Mordecai and Rigby: No cake....no cake....
Benson: Come to think of it, I don't think we've EVER had a party for Skips.

Benson: Here's the key to the cake and the snack bar. I guess I'll see you at 8. But if you morons are LYING to me, YOU'LL BE ON DISH DUTY FOR THE NEXT MONTH!!!

Benson: Hit the lights, it's almost 8 pm.
[lights go out; unzipping of clothes is heard]
Muscle Man: WOOOO!! Skips is gonna be so surprised when he comes in and sees us totally naked!
Benson: It's not that kind of party, Muscle Man.
Muscle Man: Oohhhh....don't turn on the lights...

Rigby: Aww, WHAT!? They're not even EATING it — they're just smushing it on their faces!
Guardian: [snap] Begone with you!

Gary: Guardians of Eternal Youth, I have brought to you the condemned.

Wedding Entryman: Do you know the bride, or the groom?
Mordecai and Rigby: Uhhhh...
Mordecai: The one with the cake?
Wedding Entryman: [quickly closes red rope to wedding]
Mordecai and Rigby: UUUUUUHH...

Cashier: Hmm.. Yeah, we don't have cakes.
Mordecai and Rigby: UUUUUUHH...

Rigby: Oh man. Oh man. Oh man, oh man!!! Mordecai! Check it out! [puts plate on table] I found it in the trash out back. Isn't it cool?
Mordecai: Dude. You gotta stop pulling stuff out of the trash. It's unnatural.
Rigby: You're unnatural!

Skips: You guys almost killed me for some cake?!

Mordecai: Don't touch that cake.
Rigby: It's a medical emergency!
Mordecai: You just ate a sandwich!
Rigby: Are you a doctor now? Did you go to medical school in the past five minutes?

Meat Your Maker [1.3b][edit]

Mordecai: [puts arms up]
Rigby: No. No, don't!
Mordecai: It's too late. [begins to move arms together]
Rigby: Come on dude, don't!
Mordecai: It's already in motion.
Rigby: Well, put it out of motion!!
Mordecai: [crosses arms] You pissed me off.

Pops: Oh, it's been a while since I've had a grilled meatling!

Rigby: No! Dude, don't be mad at me! Mordecai, don't die mad at me!

Leader Hot Dog: We don't want to be eaten...we want to eat you!

Mordecai: Just give it up, dude. I knew you couldn't fix it...
Rigby: Dude, I fix stuff all the time!
Mordecai: No, you don't!
Rigby: What do you mean?!
Mordecai: The cart, the shoes, the party, that other party...
Rigby: Stop right there! You know Muscle Man pushed me!
Rigby::Mordecai: Muscle Man wasn't even there!!
Rigby: Fine, I'll fix it!

Mordecai: Dude, that was awesome.
Rigby: I told you I'd fix it!
Mordecai: I knew you would.

Grilled Cheese Deluxe [1.4a][edit]

Benson: What're you doing with my sandwich?!
Mordecai: What?
Rigby: Don't worry. I'll take care of this with my specialty. This isn't your sandwich. This is our sandwich.
Benson: This is your sandwich, huh? Then how come it says "Benson" on the BAG?
Rigby: Huh? It's supposed to say "Rigby," but they misspelled my name wrong.
Benson: STOP LYING!!
Mordecai: Dude, I thought you said you bought this!
Benson: NO, HE DIDN'T BUY IT!! NOW GET OFF YOUR LAZY BUTTS AND GO GET ME ANOTHER GRILLED CHEESE DELUXE!!!

Mordecai: Hey, you know what would go good with these sandwiches? Funny internet videos! [starts typing] Dude, check this out.
Rigby: [takes over typing] No, wait! I know a really good one!
Mordecai: No, man! You're just gonna pull up that ostrich thing with the balls again!

Rigby: Man, I don't think you could last much longer. I think you should give it up.
Mordecai: They're not onto me.
Rigby: Then I guess it's time that I start lying at 100 percent. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THAT!?!?

Dr. Asinoskovich: I don't remember you!
Mordecai: Really? It was that one-time at that conference! You don't remember me?
Dr. Asinoskovich: Uhh... I don't remember very much from that conference. I uh, have to go...

[Ostrich video]
[ostrich goes up to bat at a tee-ball]
Old Lady: Don't get too close, Carl!
[ostrich hits ball, then kicks the old man in the groin]

Benson: What happened to my sandwich?!
Rigby: [rambling] There were spacemen...at Cheezers...and the two...we went down and...everyone wore sweatpants...even us...and then the room...with the bad stuff...but...we saved the city with your sandwich.
Benson: [groans] Why do you always have to lie to my face?
Mordecai: We ran it over by accident.
Benson: ....See? Was it so hard to tell the truth?

Mordecai: I'm a better liar than you are!
Rigby: Oh, really? The only thing you're better then me at is being a big piece of---OOOF!!

Mordecai: I have to tell you the truth...I have a condition that makes me forget everything in times of extreme stress. But

Lieutenant Rigs doesn't have the condition...he's just an idiot.

Rigby: HEY!!!

Astronaut: IF YOU EVER LIE ABOUT BEING ASTRONAUTS AGAIN, YOU'RE DEAD!!!
Rigby: WE SAVED THE CITY, ASTRO--- [gets hit in the face with sandwich bag]

The Unicorns Have Got to Go [1.4b][edit]

Rigby: If you buy that cologne, then I'm gonna lose all respect for you!
Mordecai: Good. Then we'll both have the same amount of respect for each other.

Pops: Mordecai, Rigby! Wonderful day we're ha--- [smells air, then smells Mordecai's cologne] [cries and runs away]

Mordecai and Rigby: Hey, Skips...
Rigby: We have a problem.
Skips: Unicorns?
Rigby: How'd you know?
Skips: They peed on my lawn.

Unicorn: We're still gonna help you get your lady.
Mordecai: How?
Unicorn: By partying at your place!
Mordecai: WAIT, WHAT??

Mordecai: Hey, I thought you were gonna help me with Margaret. [puts hand on unicorn's shoulder]
Unicorn: SOMETHING'S TOUCHING ME! [elbows Mordecai]

Unicorn: Oh, we'll tell you what to do...but first you must drink from the Cup of Knowledge... [brings up cup of blue liquid]
Mordecai: [drinks liquid, then immediately spits it out] Aw, SICK! What was that?!
Unicorn: It's definitely not Unicorn Slump!!

Benson: I can't believe you idiots let those unicorns in here. You two morons had better get this mess cleaned up or you'll wish it was YOU DRIVING THAT CAR!!
Rigby: The unicorn one? AGHH! Cold!

Prank Callers [1.5a][edit]

Rigby: [calls Pops]
Pops: Hello?
Rigby: Hello, Pops?
Pops: Yes?
[Rigby and Mordecai laugh softly]
Rigby: Please hold for a collect call from.....Joe Mama!
[Mordecai and Rigby laugh]

Rigby: [calls Skips]
Skips: Hello?
Rigby: Hey Skips, you have a son named.....Joe Mama?
Skips: Excuse me?
[Mordecai and Rigby laugh as Skips hang up]

Mordecai: [calls Benson]
Benson: Hello?
Mordecai: Hey, Benson, got any books by.....Joe Mama!?
Benson: Who is this?
[Mordecai and Rigby laugh loudly]
Benson: [from phone] Wherever this is coming from, I will track you down and I will find you...!
Mordecai: Dude, he's still on the phone!
Rigby: He's STILL on the phone!?
Mordecai: He's STILL ON THE PHONE!!!
[both convulse in fits of laughter]

Benson: HANG UP THAT PHONE!! You think your little pranks are funny? Huh? You think they're funny? What do you guys think of my prank? [imitates phone ring] Ring, ring. [answers phone] Hello? What's that? Mordecai and Rigby are banned from using the house phone? Okay. GRAH!! [Benson had ripped and smashed the phone to Mordecai and Rigby's shock] GOOD LUCK MAKING YOUR PRANK CALLS NOW!!!

Rigby: Time to put an end to this junk-fest!! [calls Master Prank Caller, but is immediately hung up on]
Mordecai: Looks like the junk-fest just got a new member.

Master Prank Caller: The 80s called...they STILL want ya!
[80s clothes appear on Mordecai and Rigby]
Mordecai and Rigby: AAAHHHH!!!
Mordecai: Aw, man! These aren't even the cool clothes from the 80s!!

Rigby: Listen, leave us alone will you??!
Master Prank Caller: "DON'T YOU EVER HANG UP ON ME!!! "

Master Prank Caller: Nice ride, but I like mine better.

Master Prank Caller: I'm going to prank you so hard, you're BOTH going to poop a duke! The 1980s called...they want their cell phones back!

Mordecai's Voice: "Hello?"
Master Prank Caller: 'This is the Master Prank Caller telling you—'
Mordecai's Voice: "Hello?"
Master Prank Caller: 'I said this is the Master Prank—'
Mordecai's Voice: "Hello? I-I'm sorry, I can't hear you."
Master Prank Caller: 'I SAID THIS IS THE MASTER PRANK CALLER—!!'
Mordecai's Voice: "Hello? Hello, are you there?"
Master Prank Caller: RRRGH!!! [WOOSH] I SAID—!!
Mordecai's Voice: "Ha ha! Just kidding. You just got pranked, loser!" [BEEP]
Master Prank Caller: NNNOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Don [1.5b][edit]

Muscle Man: I know someone who could help.
Benson: If you say your Mom, you're fired!
Muscle Man: .... MY MOM!
Benson: GET OUT!
Muscle Man: It was worth it!

Don: Benson, give me some sugar! [hugs Benson] Nice to meet you! [points to Pops] Hey, who's this guy?
Pops: I'm Pops!
Don: Pops, give me some sugar!
Pops: [runs laughing to Don and hugs him]
Don: [hugs Skips] Don. Good to meet you. [to Mordecai] Look at this sugar shack. C'mere, guy! I haven't seen you in forever.
Mordecai: [hugs Don] Yeah, I know! It's been forever!
Don: Rigby, give me some sugar, bro!
Rigby: Don't you have taxies to do? Why don't you get to it?
Don: Oh, ha ha... he was always greedy with the sugar.
Rigby: AUGH..!! I can't wait for you to get out of my life!
Don: What, bro?
Benson: [mouthing] You keep your mouth SHUT!
Rigby: ..Nothing....

Benson: Call your brother!
Rigby: No!!
Benson: CALL YOUR BROTHER!!
Rigby: NO!!! I HATE HIM!!
Benson: Fine. Mordecai, you call him.
Rigby: You better not!
Mordecai: Dude, he could save the park.
Rigby: Dude, he could ruin my life! If he comes, I'm gonna tell him to leave!
Benson: No, you won't! You be nice to your brother, OR YOU'RE FIRED!!

Benson: Don, wait! ...What happened?
Mordecai: Rigby blew it! He wouldn't give Don 'sugar'!
Benson: WHAT?! GO GIVE HIM SOME SUGAR!!!
Rigby: NEVERRRRRR!!!!!

Rigby's Body [1.6a][edit]

Mordecai: Dude, seriously...this is more boring than watching you try to read a children's book.
Rigby: Is it more boring than your FACE?!
Mordecai: I don't know, is it more boring than my fist in your face?!
Rigby: Is it more boring than my fist in your face, you TURD!!?
Mordecai: You're a turd!
Rigby: No, you're a turd!!
Mordecai: You're the turd!
[Mordecai and Rigby scuffle]
Pops: Mordecai, Rigby! Stop! We can all be turds!
[...]
Mordecai & Rigby: No way, Pops.

[at MM's and Fives' shift at the snack bar]
Muscle Man: This...sucks! Wait.. what is that?
[a bucket on a roller blade squiggles closer and closer, at the door—]
Rigby: GIMME SOME SNACKS!!!
High Five Ghost: What are you~?!
Muscle Man: Looks like a bucket of diarrhea...
Rigby: It's me, Rigby!!
Muscle Man: Oh man! THAT BOOT WITH WHEELS STOLE RIGBY'S VOICE!!
Rigby: No! I didn't steal anything!
Muscle Man: You're not stealin' these voices! C'mon Fives, let's bail!! [run off]
Rigby: Come back!!
Muscle Man: No way, bro!

Skips: Well, it looks like it's not that big of a deal...if he doesn't mind being a bodiless consciousness for the rest of his life.
Rigby: It's cool. I don't mind.

Mordecai: Dude, I'm telling you...if you keep on eating like that, your body's going to quit on you.
Rigby: STOP TALKING!!!
Mordecai: Whatever! I'm just just trying to help. [walks away]
Rigby: Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm. I show him. GLNOM..

A SPLIT
SECOND
LATER...

Rigby: ERROOOHH..!! WHY ISN'T MORE FOOD WORKING!??

Rigby: Now shovel some cheese curls into my trash-hole!

Mordecai: [after Rigby's consciousness enters Rigby's mangled, broken body] Dude...how do you feel?
Rigby: .....DAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

Pops: Are you having a game of tag, turds?
Skips: I really wish you wouldn't teach him those words...

Rigby: [in full body cast on a wheelchair] Well Mordecai, I guess you were right about the snack bar being lame – especially now we're not into eating all the free snacks.
Mordecai: Ohh, about that... Those snacks weren't free.
Rigby: What?
Mordecai: Turns out.. only Pops get snacks for free.
Rigby: POPS..??
Mordecai: Yeah. And I guess we're supposed to work here for the next six months just to pay for it all.
Rigby: Awwoh, TURDS!!

Mordecai and the Rigbys [1.6b][edit]

Record Player: Now, what is the first thing that all good musicians require?
Mordecai: Talent?
Record Player: Yes!...Good personal hygiene is the key to becoming a successful gentleman musician!!

Mordecai: Yes, I wanna be in a band with you! All right, but we gotta have a cool band name. What do think of, "Cool Dudes?"
Rigby: "Face Punch!"
Mordecai: "Rad and Subtract!"
Rigby: "Helicopter Crash!"
Mordecai: What about..."Mustache Cash Stash?"
Rigby: That's it, that's it!!
Mordecai: Order the shirts! Order the shirts!

Mordecai: Wait, wait! I can explain! I can explain!!....We were lip-synching...

Benson: This is gonna be a train-wreck...
Pops: Oooh, I love trains!!!

Rigby: [to Mordecai as Margaret leaves with a guitarist] ....Maybe you should've just kept lip-synching...

Muscle Man: Come on, ladies! Play us a tasty lick!!

Season 2[edit]

Ello Gov'nor [2.1a][edit]

Mordecai: Movie night! I got the popcorn! {holds up a bowl of popcorn}
Rigby: I got the movie!

Mordecai: No, dude...not another horror movie! Last time, I had to walk you to the bathroom every night for a week!

Mordicai: Agh, I knew it, I knew this would this happen. I told you, we should't watch that movie.
Rigby: I know, I'm sorry, I can't help it.
Mordecai: Ah, all right, dude, we're just gonna desensitize you the horror. We're gonna watch Ello Gov'nor over and over again, until you stop being scared.
[later, in the living room]
Mordecai: [as he pushes Rigby against the screen] Look at it! Look at it! It's not real! You can see the microphone showing!!
Rigby: Let me go!!
Mordecai: Look at it!!
Rigby: Get offa me!
Mordecai: I'm sick of you keeping me up! You look at it!!
Rigby: Let me go!!
Mordecai: Look at it!!
Rigby: Let me go!!
Mordecai: Look at it!! [mumbling] Look...at it...you look at it, you...look at it.

Pops: It seems the smallest bill I have is a hundred. Will that do?
Movie Shack-Hut Guy: Yeah, sure!!
Pops: [places a butterscotch ripple lollipop in guy's hand]
Movie Shack-Hut Guy: [angrily] Is this some kind of joke?!
Mordecai and Rigby: [run away with Pops]

Taxi: ELLO, GOV'NOR!!
Mordecai: HOLY CRAP, IT'S REAL!!!! RUN, POPS!

Mordecai: What the heck, Pops? I thought you said you had a British taxi!
Pops: A British taxi? Oh, I thought you said a brownish taxi.
Mordecai: ...But that taxi's yellow.
Pops: Yellow?! My taxi's no coward! I can guaruntee you that!
Mordecai: [sighs] Nevermind.

Benson: Well, you had better have this mess cleaned up by the time I get back from my cricket game!
Mordecai: Cricket?
Benson: Yeah, I'm trying new things. So what?
Mordecai: Will British people be there?
Benson: It's cricket – what do you think?

It's Time [2.1b][edit]

Mordecai: I kinda already got two tickets for Pajama Sisters II.
Rigby: What?! Why? That's just some stupid chick-flick! And not even the good kind. I saw the preview. They're just gonna sit around talking about their feelings...fully clothed...

Rigby: You're jealous, Mordecai! It's all over your face!!
Mordecai: MY FACE ISN'T JEALOUS!

Rigby: Looks like Pajama Sisters II is bombing! But it's doing better than you did with Margaret. OOOOOHHHHH!!!

Mordecai: All right, dude. I'll go to the movie with you. Just call it of with her.
Rigby: [scoffs] Yeah, right! I'm not going with you. You had your chance and you blew it. YOU BLEW IT!
Mordecai: [groans] Come on, dude...just give me another chance.
Rigby: Okay...I'll give you another chance if you admit that you're jealous.
Mordecai: No!! I'm not jealous!
Rigby: Then I guess I'm still going out with Margaret! OOOOOOHHHHH! YOU BLEW IT AGAIN, YOU BLEW IT AGAIN!

Father Time: Hey, who's screwing around up there?

Father Time: You're the one who's been running around microwaving all of my clocks!
Mordecai: I didn't mean to...
Father Time: "Didn't mean to...." You've wasted my valuable time, your valuable time, and you really wasted the time of that guy you killed. He's DEAD!

Rigby: What's your problem?! Why do you have to be jealous all the time?!
Mordecai: SHUT UP! This is all your fault! I finally get a chance to ask out Margaret, but you had to butt in and ruin everything!
Rigby: No, I didn't! I just wanted to see Zombie Dinner Party with my bro! Who flaked on me, for some girl who doesn't even know he exists! (pushes Mordecai)
Mordecai: I'LL KILL YOU!!! (pushes Rigby, he screams, and latter gets disintegrated into dust)

Appreciation Day [2.2a][edit]

Benson: [to Skips] It says here in the park records that you went the whole year without taking a day off.
Muscle Man: Oh, man! That's like, four hundred days!

Mordecai: [reading Book of Park Records] "Mordecai and Rigby are lazy, good-for-nothing slackers"?!
Rigby: It's kind of true...
Mordecai: [continues reading] "Their continued employment is one of life's greatest mysteries"? "Can't be taught", Untrustworthy", "Useless"? "Destruction of park property"?!
Rigby: Oh, sure! That one time!

Benson: What are you two slackers--? [sniffing]

Mordecai: Dude, is it just me, or does being appreciated blow?

Benson: And last but not least, two guys who really pulled it together this year. Two guys that remind us to not just work hard, but to work hard at having a good time. Two guys that we couldn't do without. And these two guys are...Mmmmmmmmm...Muscle Man and High Five Ghost.
Muscle Man: WHOOOOO!!!! Yeah! Eat on that, Mordecai and Rigby!!

Mordecai: The Book of Park Records...
Rigby: Dude! Open it up!
Mordecai: I don't know, man...maybe we shouldn't do this. What if we aren't meant to see what's inside?
Rigby: [scoffs] If we're not supposed to see what's inside, they shouldn't have taught us how to read!

Mordecai: Check it. [writes in Book of Park Records] "There was this blizzard, and Skips broke his leg, but it didn't matter because Mordecai and Rigby took him to the hospital"!
Rigby: They totally took him to the hospital!
Mordecai: Yeah, the emergency part of the hospital!

Mordecai: ...You had to say Snowballs the Ice Monster.
Rigby: He doesn't look that bad.
[Snowballs breathes fire and torches the area around him]
Mordecai: Fire?! You made him breathe FIRE?! Are you kidding?!

Benson: I'll take that! I don't know what's been going on here or why you two jokers have my book, so you had better clean this mess up starting now, OR YOU'RE BOTH FIRED!!
Mordecai: What mess?
Benson: [He looks around and sees no mess at all] Uh—
Rigby: We did all the job you asked us to do.
Benson: ... Skips, let's get outta here.
[Benson gets in the golf cart, then Benson and Skips drive away]
Rigby: What? Still no appreciation plaques?

Peeps [2.2b][edit]

[Rigby and Mordecai have a staring contest]
Rigby: [pulls out a lazer pointer and aims it at Mordecai's eyes]
Mordecai: HEY! No laser pointers! That's not regulation!
Rigby: Street rules, man!

Margaret: Hey, guys. What's with the cameras?
Mordecai: These? Um... we're making an indie documentary.
Margaret: Woah, that's cool!
Mordecai: Yeah...it's pretty obscure...arthouse stuff...
Rigby: It's so indie, only one dude's gonna see it!
Margaret: What's it called?
Benson: [on mic] It's called "Slackers 2: The Return of Mordecai and Rigby To Their Jobs". [on watch] Break's over!
Mordecai: Uh, I guess we'll take two lattes.
Benson: TO GO!!

Mordecai: Oh! Uh, hey, Benson! We were just getting back to work!
Benson: It's okay, Mordecai. I trust you.
Mordecai: Really?
Benson: Of course I do! Because now I have this! [sets up camera] Say hello to Peeps. It's a surveillance system! Now I'll be able to see what you're up to all the time! 24/7, 365. Isn't that great? Well, I'll let you guys finish your work. And remember: I'm watching you. [walks away]
Rigby: Dude, I don't think Benson trusts us at all!

Mordecai: Oh! Benson! Uh, we—
Benson: GET BACK TO WORK!! NOW!!

Mordecai: Benson! This has gone way too far!
Skips: Yeah! I can't work!
Pops: I haven't been able to sleep in a fortnight!
Muscle Man: I've been so stressed that I'm losing muscle mass!

Benson: Listen, Peeps, you're creeping everyone out! You gotta go!
Peeps: I'm here to stay. If you read the lifetime guarantee that you signed, I'm going to watch you, 24/7, 365...until you die.

Mordecai: Did you bring the hacking device?
Rigby: [pulls out a thermos of coffee]

Mordecai: It's true, Benson. You can't trust us to do the dishes, or wash the truck.
Rigby: And you really can't trust us not to fart in your coffee when you're not looking.
Benson: What?
Mordecai: Nothing. But the one thing you can trust us at is... perfecting pointless skills on worktime.
Benson: Wow, I really can't argue with that.

Benson: I hope you learned something from all this.
Rigby: Yeah, make sure we do our chores so you don't narc on us to a giant eyeball.
Muscle Man: I learned that Mordecai can go for a really long time without blinking.
Mordecai: Actually, my eyes won't blink anymore... Does anybody have any eye drops? [Rigby gives him some, and the drop evaporates hitting his eye] ...Take me to the hospital.

Dizzy [2.3a][edit]

Mordecai: Hey, I know! Why don't you just picture everyone naked?
Pops: Naked?
Mordecai: Yeah!
Pops: Okay... [looks at Mordecai and Rigby's crotches] I don't like doing this!!

Pops: I'M NOT NERVOUS!!

Pops: Uh, eh... Eh, uh... Um, eh... Um, eh... Uh, eh... Oh, eh...

Benson: It's always good to have you at the park, Mr. Maellard...sir.
Mr. Maellard: Don't try to fraternize with me, Bert.
Benson: Actually, sir, my name is "Benson".
Mr. Maellard: I KNOW WHAT YOUR NAME IS, BEANBAG!

Pops: My father wants me to give a speech in front of all his friends today, but I can't. Because I'm a no-good turkey and I'm going to strawberry jam the whole thing up!!
Rigby: ....What are you saying?
Pops: I'm just saying I can't!

Benson: I can't find Pops. Do you see him?
Skips: No, I checked everywhere.
Benson: Muscle Man! Have you seen Pops at all today?
Muscle Man: Yeah. And you know who else has seen Pops today?
Benson: Who? Your mom?
Muscle Man: I wasn't gonna say that!! Why does everyone always think I'm going to say "my mom"?! I saw Pops earlier by the playground, with those two losers.
Benson: Oh, great. Mordecai and Rigby found him first.
Skips: We better find him QUICK!

Rigby: [looks at passed out Pops] ....Is he dead?
Pops: Uhhhhh.....
Mordecai: Oh, dude, he must have passed out from spinning too much!
Rigby: Never pass out...when there's markers about! [pulls out ink marker and opens it]

Pops: [clears throat] Ladies and gentlemen, I hereby dedicate this new statue to the park.
Mordecai and Rigby: That's the whole speech!?!

My Mom [2.3b][edit]

Muscle Man: You know who else needs supervision for not doing it right? MY MOM!!!

Benson: I'm sending you to the nursery to pick up another lemon tree. If you screw up again, I'll have Muscle Man and Hi Five supervise the next job. Then the next job, and the NEXT. GET IT?!
Mordecai: Yes... yes sir.
Benson: I'm sure.

Mordecai: Ugh, this blows! You know what the worst is?
Rigby: The smell?
Mordecai: No, dude, those lame 'my mom' jokes Muscle Man always tells.

Muscle Man: You know who else has the best tacos in the city?
Rigby: Dude, Benson will blow a fuse if he finds out we were slacking off!
Muscle Man: You know who else would blow a fuse if she found out we were slacking off?
Mordecai: We don't have time for this!
Muscle Man: You know who else doesn't have time for this!?
Mordecai and Rigby: UGH!!
Muscle Man: You know who else says "ugh"?! MY MOM!!!!

Mordecai: Whoa, dude! You just passed the nursery!
Muscle Man: Pull your panties out of your butt, bro. I know a shortcut.
Mordecai: But it was right there!
Muscle Man: Who's supervising this mission? Me, that's who! Now shut your word-hole, I'm listening to my jam!

Muscle Man: Are you making fun of my mom!?? YOU'RE MAKING FUN OF MY MOM!! NO-ONE MAKES FUN OF MY MOM!!!
Radio: "Yo little brother! My ears are ringin! Is someone makin fun of our mom!? "
Muscle Man: Yeah, they are bro!
Radio: "Oh no bro! "
Muscle Man: I know bro!
Radio: "That's it! I'm comin up there! "

Rigby: I don't know how long I can take this.
Mordecai: I know, dude, but if we don't pull this off-
Rigby: Ugh, sick!
Muscle Man: I love this tasty lick! [bends over so his butt is showing]
Rigby: That's it, I'm jumping!

Muscle Man: High Fives is on it. He knows how to hot wire the cart to make it go crazy-fast! You know who taught High Fives to hot wire the cart to get away with slacking off at work and not get in trouble with his boss? My Uncle John. He's a mechanic.
Rigby: That's cool...
Muscle Man: You know who taught HIM?! MY MOM!!!!

Muscle Man: It was all a prank and you chumps fell for it!! And that's not even a picture of my mom! It's a picture of my butt cheek! I just squished it up to look like a woman's face!

Mordecai: I really hate Muscle Man...
Rigby: You know who else really hates Muscle Man?

High Score [2.4a][edit]

Mordecai: (groans) What now? Look, we're working. See!
Rigby: Yeah, we're never gonna get done if you keep checking up on us!
Benson: It's payday, fellas.
(Mordecai and Rigby run towards Benson)
Mordecai: Yeah-yuh!
Rigby: Aww, nice! My favorite day of the every other week!

Kid: Respect our butts!
Rigby: No, you respect our butts!!

Mordecai: Why can't we get a check like normal people? Skips gets checks!

Mordecai and Rigby: GBF!!
GBF: Yeah, I'm GBF alright. But it stands for Garret Bobby Ferguson, not "Giant Bearded Face."

GBF: NOOOOOOOOOKABLOOOSPLAATT!!!

Mordecai: Oh hey, Benson. What're you doin here?
Benson: I thought about what you guys said earlier and so I've come down to give you those checks you wanted.
Mordecai and Rigby: Oh wow, thanks!
Benson: BUT now that I'm covered in BRAIN GOO, I realized my mistake! [shreds and throws checks] You want to waste your lives playing video games, we'll then fine! I RESPECT YOUR DECISION!! JUST DON'T DO IT ON MY TIME HERE EVER AGAIN!!
[beat.]
Mordecai: I can respect that.
Rigby: Yeah, that's cool.

Rage Against the TV [2.4b][edit]

Rigby: Oh no, not this guy! We Never beat this guy!
Mordecai: Dude, we're going to do it this time, come on. Hit him! Hit him!
Rigby: I am hitting him! Nothing's happening!
Mordecai: Aw, dude! Try kicking him in the junk! Kick him in the junk! Kick him in the junk!
Rigby: I'M kicking him in the junk!
Mordecai: Well, keep doing it!

Muscle Man: Who is it?
Mordecai: It's us.
Muscle Man: What do you want?
Mordecai: We wanna borrow your TV!
Muscle Man: Why?
Mordecai: Because. We're about to beat The Hammer.
Muscle Man: WHAT? (SLAM) NOBODY can beat The Hammer! It's impossible.
Mordecai: Pft! Not for us. Will you let us borrow your TV or not?
Muscle Man: Yeah. You can borrow it... if you can tell me what The Hammer looks like.
Mordecai: He's blue, with a black mullet.
Muscle Man: Fives!
[Fives scrolls thru Video Game Power Mag to see stats for The Hammer]
Hi Five Ghost: Uh-huh.
Muscle Man: Oh man!
Rigby: So can we borrow it?
Muscle Man: Yeah, you can borrow it. So we can watch you LOSE!! Ahaha! WOOO!!! WOOHOO!!! This is gonna be hilari-uhh! (CRUNCH!!)
[beat]
Rigby: Does Benson have a TV?

Announcer 1: TV Store Warehouse! We've got TVs!
Announcer 2: TOO many TVs!
Announcer 1: Take your pick! We're practically GIVING them away! No wait, we're LITERALLY giving them away!
Announcer 2: We're LITERALLY giving TVs away!

LITERALLY!

Announcer 2: And the other TVs are REALLY cheap!
Announcer 1: Yeah, so those ones we're practically LITERALLY giving away for free too!

LITERALLY!

Announcer 2: You'd better be a truck with a big box in it, cos we're just THROWIN EM AWAY!!
Announcer 1: Yeah, TVs are TRASH to us and so are YOU!
Announcer 1/2: At the TV Store Warehouse!

Party Pete [2.5a][edit]

Mordecai and Rigby: We gonna party!
Mordecai: Got some chips, got some dip!
Rigby: Some call me cheap, bit of a free loada, but I bought cups for that old school soda!
Mordecai: I dont need to brag, I dont mean to boast, but here's some hummus for these mini toasts!
Rigby: HUMMUS!
Mordecai: HUMMUUS!
Both: HUUUMMUUUS!!!
Benson: Why are you guys yelling "hummus"?

[as Mordecai and Rigby are inviting people to their party]
Rigby: Him. Him. Her. Him. Oooh, definitely invite her.

Rigby: It could be worse.
[toilet spontaneously combusts]
Rigby: That's the coolest thing I've ever seen...

Benson: it doesn't really manner anyway because While I'm on my night off tonight, Skips is in charge! That's right, this guy is going to be my eyes and ears. [walks out]
Skips: This had better be some party.

Muscle Man: It takes more than expired soda to have a party. It takes guests with breasts, and mine don't count.

Partygoer: Hey, what's up, Mordi and Rigbone? You remember how your toilet, like, used to flush... Also, like, how it used to not be on fire? Anyway, phone call for ya! Some angry dude named Benson.

Brain Eraser [2.5b][edit]

Rigby: Augh! I lost again.
Mordecai: Hmph. Hmph.
Rigby: This stupid thing was throwing me off.
(Rigby takes a magazine called "Mustaches Monthly" out of the couch.)
Mordecai: Dude! Pops' "Mustaches Monthly!" Benson told us to deliver it weeks ago! You have to give this to Pops.
Rigby: What!? Why do I have to!?
Mordecai: Because you're the tool that cramped it between the sofa cushions.

Rigby: What're you watching?
VG: "Planet Chasers Starlight Excellent".
Rigby: Is it good?
VG: I watch "Planet Chasers Starlight Excellent" all day, every day. All day, every day.

Mordecai: Margaret's boyfriends were always really lame.

Mordecai: It's gone! Naked Pops is gone! I don't remember it anymore!
Benson: What did you guys do? What is this mess? I can't even take a shower around here without you guys screwing things up— [his towel drops off, looks down on his exposed open dispenser and looks back. Mordecai, Skips and Rigby stare for a beat.]

Benson Be Gone [2.6a][edit]

Rigby: You're raking like an old man that has a fatter old man holding his arms down.
Benson: I DON'T FEEL LIKE RAKING NOW, OK!??
Rigby: I'm just sayin'...

Pops: Turn that off and clean up this mess!
Benson: Why don't YOU clean it?

Benson: HEY SUSAN!! YOU'RE FIRED!!!!

Leon: Time for me to blow this slacker wonderland!

But I Have a Receipt [2.6b][edit]

Clerk: NO REFUUUNDS!!!!

Rigby: Fireballs are made of kittens!
Darthon: Kittens are man-eating tigers!
Mordecai: Man-eatings tigers turn into stuffed animals!

'Mordecai':Your party walks into a room with a locked door, what do you do?' "Muscle-man' i bust it open and a bunch of ladies come and say "oh muscle-man stop pinching my buttcheek with your war claw"

This is My Jam [2.7a][edit]

Mordecai: You gotta be in the know to know. You know?

Mordecai: Now you're makin' sense, and now I'm makin' snacks.

Rigby: Ok, this song is lame!

Mordecai: Man! You got no taste in music!

Rigby: (On the roof) Look, I'm a taking a giant leak!. (Sprays hose off of roof)

(Seeing the Summertime Song as a a physical form, taking the form of a music tape with arms and legs with big, red sunglasses)
Mordecai:...What the heck is that?
Rigby: I have no idea what I'm looking at.

Mordecai: We have to fight fire with fire!
Rigby: What? Dude, Hello? Fire is just gonna go right though him!

Mordecai: I've got an idea: Brain Explosion!
Rigby: What!? That's gotta be illegal!

Muscle Woman [2.7b][edit]

Muscle Man: Well, you're a chick, I was uhh... I CAN'T DO THIS! THIS HEART BEATS FOR ANOTHER!!! STARLAAA!!!
Chick: (Quickly walks away)

Temp Check [2.8a][edit]

Benson: It's an INCH TOO tall. Do it again. DO IT ALL AGAIN!!!
Rigby: It's just one inch!
Benson: Who you want to play Ultimate Frisbee in this? A guy could trip, skid, get severe turf rash and BAM!! Lawsuit. Now get to work.
Rigby: But- but- but-
Benson: Oh wait... Is that the sound of somebody who wants to be fired? That's what I thought.

Rigby: So, tell me a little about yourself.
Guy: [with fire on his back] Uh, I like pyrotechnics. [fireworks blows off his pocket, sets ablaze his pants]
Rigby: So, what're you good at?
Parrot: Rragh! Pyrotechnics! [boom!!]
[...]
Rigby: Let me guess. You like pyrotechnics.
Redneck: No. But I do like this. [brings harmonica to his rear end]
[...]
Rigby: Alright, alright! That's enough!

Rigby: Wow, what a windbag! I thought he never shut up. I can't believe you guys thought Doug was me. You must feel like idiots, am I right? Uh... right?
Benson: I'm the only one around here who hires and fires. So if you really don't want to do your own job I'd be glad to accommodate you. Otherwise, you're on toilet duty for the next THREE MONTHS!! UNBELIEVABLE! [everyone leaves]
Rigby: [sigh] Hey Mordecai, wanna make an easy ten bucks?

Jinx [2.8b][edit]

Benson: What the heck, Rigby!? What's the matter with you?? [Rigby smiles, cans him again] AHH!! RIGBY!! [Rigby trashs him] AUGHH!! RAAAHHHHH!!! RAAAAAHHHUH!!! [throws trash can up high to ground and long kicks it] RAAAGGHHHHH!!!
Rigby: JUST SAY MY NAME ONE MORE TIME!!! [looks up beside Mordecai]
Mordecai: Hmhm. Hm. [PUNCH!!]

Muscle Man: No talking while you're jinxed, loser!!
Fives: Help.. me—
Muscle Man: SHUT YOUR MOUTH!!
Rigby: Hi-five ghost, Hi-five ghost, hi-five ghost.
Muscle Man: Hey!

See You There [2.9a][edit]

Muscle Man: Yo, HFG! I found a video game system on the ground. Let's see what happens when we put it in the Microwave.

Do Me a Solid [2.9b][edit]

Mordecai: I'm going to make my moveeeeeee!
Rigby: Yeah, make your move to total loserdom.

Grave Sights [2.10a][edit]

Guy: That zombie just took a discus to the face!
Audience: Woooooo!

Mordecai and Rigby: (singing obnoxiously) Because we know everything about scary movies and you know nothing about scary movies! We'll save the park with our knowledge of scary movies!!
Benson: STOP SINGING OR YOU'RE FIRED!!
Mordecai and Rigby: Our...Knowledge...Of...Scary...Movies...

Really Real Wrestling [2.10b][edit]

Mordecai: "Listen up, Mystrious Mister R! Mad Man Mordo is going to take you down! And I'am not talkin' downtown; I'm talkin' 6 ft underground!"

Rigby: And that's why we don't have tickets for wrestling because all you can think about is Benson's crank.

Over the Top [2.11a][edit]

Mordecai: You couldn't let it go. Well, I hope you got what you wanted.

Benson: Hey! Let me tell you guys something. This guy.. this guy right here is SO strong. He could take anyone of you OUT in arm-wrestling.
Skips: Nah, nah...
Benson: Skips! SKIPS!! I am your boss!! And as your boss, I order you to arm-wrestle me.

Muscle Man: Aw yeah! Meat Cooler Kings round two!
Fives: Shotgun!

Rigby: So everybody thinks I'm dead?
Skips: Yep.
Rigby: Dude! We gotta prank 'em!
Skips: Uh.. Y'know Rigby, I think I've had enough pranks for today.

Rigby: (after beating Skips at arm wrestling) HATERS GONNA HATE!

Skips: Two words... PLAYCO ARMBOY!!

Death: I will have your immortal soul.

The Night Owl [2.11b][edit]

Muscle Man: Is there somethin' on my face?!
Guy: [beat] Uhh... no.
Muscle Man: THEN QUIT STARING BRO!!

Mordecai: Well, we did it.
Muscle Man: Yep.
Rigby: Yeah.
Muscle Man: Guess all that's left to do now is step down and get the car.
Rigby: That sounds about right.
Muscle Man: Well, I'll meet you guys down there. I gotta take down the tent first.
Mordecai: No, no — we'll take care of the tent. You should go first.
Muscle Man: I'm not stepping off this thing until you three step off it first.
Mordecai: What's that supposed to mean?
Muscle Man: It means I know what you're up to!
Mordecai: You know what I'M up to!? I know what YOU'RE up to! Step one: working with you was a huge mistake and step two: get off this billboard, you smell like barf!
Muscle Man: YOU SMELL LIKE BARF!!!

Night Owl: How does it feel to be part of the final four?
Rigby: It feels GREAT!
Mordecai: Awesome!
Fives: It's exciting!
Muscle Man: WOOOOO!!!
Night Owl: Mmhm. And how did you make it this far?
Muscle Man: Working together, baby!!
Night Owl: [chuckles] Fantastic. So, what're gonna do with the car?
Rigby: Share it.
Night Owl: Hmm, that's funny. Because that's not what Mordecai said.
Muscle Man: What did Mordecai say..?
Night Owl: Well, that he was gonna take the car for himself.
Fives: Rigby said that?
Night Owl: Yeah. That's what Muscle Man said.
Mordecai: I knew it!
Rigby: That jerk!!
Fives: I can't believe this!
Muscle Man: Oh, he's gonna pay!

Benson: I always knew those guys were special.

Muscle Man: Let's blow this popsicle stand!

Muscle Man: Get your hand out of my FACE!

Rigby: GET OFF OF THE BILLBOARD, BARFSACK!!
Muscle Man: DON'T CALL ME A BARFSACK!!

A Bunch of Baby Ducks [2.12a][edit]

Baby Duck: Hey Mordecai and Rigby, thanks.
(Mordecai and Rigby both smile)
Baby Duck: For being the coolest losers we know!
Baby Duck, Moredecai and Rigby: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!

Rigby: Hmm-hmm. Step off! Step off! You don't want none of this!

Moredecai: Is there any other things that might need cleaning?
[Benson walks away]
Mordecai: ...Benson?

More Smarter [2.12b][edit]

Benson: And if you don't stop goofing off and clean up this graffiti NOW, I'M GONNA TEAR YOU LIMB FROM LIMB!!!
Mordecai & Rigby: Huh...??
Benson: Do you have anything to say for yourselves?
Rigby: What just happened?
Mordecai: Ugh, I don't remember anything...
Muscle Man: Me and Fives were practicing for a pie-eating contest when you two dweebs came in speaking Spanish or something. [chows down pie]
Fives: Then you drank that green stuff.
Mordecai: AUGH!! I can't believe you made me drink your lame drink!
Benson: Better get started, or it's coming out of your paycheck.
Muscle Man: Yeah, losers.

Mordecai: In closing, your theories had failed to prove that you're smarter – for your brain is no bigger than a WALNUT.

(WALNUT) CRAK!!

Rigby: Very funny Mordecai, but your paper is fundamentally flawed because your brain is made up of 99% CANINE BUTT CHEEKS.

(BUTT CHEEKS) FWOO-CRAK!!

Mordecai: There is still one irrefutable truth. You don't have a high school diploma! So I'm smarter than you! You IMBECILE!!

(IMBECILE) FWOOSH-KLAK!!


Benson: Mordecai, Rigby, get downstairs right now and clean up the mess you made, or I'm gonna fire....
[into the smarter world]
Rigby: Dude, what is he saying?
[Benson, Pops and Skips are now ape-like neanderthals speaking nonsensical gibberish]
Mordecai: Oh no! We've become so smart they're stupid to us!
[in the real world]
Mordecai: Quarum hie vitio morionis!
Rigby: MORIONIS!!? Moroionis vestros incipe et rem TOTAM!!
Mordecai: Et harum facere daberet ire stultum!

First Day [2.13a][edit]

Mordecai: Milk...
Rigby: Cereal...
Both: ...COMBINE.

Mordecai: Hey, Pops. What are you doing with that chair?
Pops: Oh. Well...I no longer acquire its services. So Benson and I are taking it to the place where the big men may come upon it, and whisk it away to Magic Trash City!
(Mordecai and Rigby look at Benson)
Benson: ...We're throwing it away.

Mordecai: (reclines in chair) Eh?
Rigby: What? What's wrong?
Mordecai: (shifts around uncomfortably) This is the most uncomfortable chair I've ever sat in.

Rigby: Come on baby, come on baby, come on! Come on baby!! ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZQWERTYUIOPASDFGHJKLZXCVBNM1234567890... Ugh. It's just not comfortable, man.

Pops: Oh, I adore "Rock, Paper, Scissors!" Although where I come from, we call it, "Quartz, Parchment, Shears."

(Everybody gets up; the park is ruined)
Mordecai: Did you win?
Rigby: (coughs)
Mordecai: I think you win.
Rigby: (sighs) It doesn't matter. I wasn't able to hold on to the chair anyways.
Pops: Look!
(half of the chair is still left)
Mordecai and Rigby: Aww, cool.
Benson: No you don't! You're not getting that chair. But here's what you do get. You get to flip that cart back over, you're throwin' that chair away, and then you're cleaning up this whole MESS!! Pops, you're comin' with me. And you two idiots, if this isn't cleaned up when I get back, YOU'RE FIRED!!!
[Benson walks into the house with Pops and Skips]
Mordecai: Okay, starting now, let's both promise not to do anything to screw this up. Agreed?
Rigby: Agreed. Rock-paper-scissors for who gets to drive the cart?

Go Viral [2.13b][edit]

Soda Guy: Why, Wedgie Ninja? OOOOOGHHH..!!!
[the bear play thru Glockenspiel to end, and farts]
Soda Guy: Aw, my back!

Wedgie Ninja: Help me.
Mordecai: What?
Warden of the Internet: What's your name?
Pops: Pops.
Rigby: It's Pops!
Warden of the Internet: Step over to your right, Pops.
Pops: Is this my passport photo for the interwebs?
Warden of the Internet: Sort of.
Pops: Ooh, I love photos. I am ready, madame.
Warden of the Internet: Say 'doomed for eternity.'
Pops: Doomed for eternity! Oh!
Rigby: No!

Muscle Man: What're you guys doing?
Rigby: Makin' viral video~s.
Muscle Man: Huh? OOF!!

Skunked [2.14a][edit]

Rigby: What!? AHHH!! What am I gonna do now!?
Mordecai: I dunno dude, but we gotta get that smell off you. It reeks.
[Rigby ticks off; his pupils dilated, his body has grown larger and throttles Mordecai]
Rigby: DON'T TELL ME ABOUT HOW I SMELL!!! I KNOW IT REEKS!!! YOU DON'T THINK I KNOW IT REEKS!!?

Rigby: Dude, Bingo!
Mordecai: Bingo?
Rigby: Bingo, bingo!
Mordecai: Bingo!
Rigby: Ohhhhh!!!
Mordecai: Woahhhhh!!!

Rigby: YOU THINK YOU'RE SO SMART DON'T YOU!!? "OH LOOK AT ME, I'M SKIPS, I KNOW EVERYTHING BECAUSE I'M SO OLD!!!" LET ME TELL YA HOW TO FIX YOUR PROBLEMS IN A REALLY LAME WAY!! WELL YA KNOW WHAT I THINK!?? [grabs Skips] YOU DON'T KNOW NOTHIN'!! YOU DON'T KNOW NOTHING!!!

Karaoke Video [2.14b][edit]

Carrey O'Key: I SAID, NO!
Carrey O'Key: I can play that tape whenever i feel like it, and there's not a darn thing you can do about it! I don't want to see you punks back here again. You're banned!

Mordecai: Sorry, guys.
Rigby: Yeah, sorry.
Mordecai: We didn't mean to ruin your good time.
Benson: No, no! I don't wanna hear it! Hey, I don't know what was on that tape or why those guys were after it, but I'm gonna get to the bottom of this. YOU'VE RUINED KARAOKE NIGHT!!!
[Benson and the gang donut-straight outta here, leaving them both Mordecai and Rigby behind]
Mordecai: Yeah, uh– I know, that's why we tried to... apologize... to you. Man, karaoke sucks.

Season 3[edit]

Stick Hockey [3.1a][edit]

Pops: It seems the honourable thing to do is apologize. Oh look! [holds up a joker card with Benson on it] This one is you! [giggles]
Benson: [sighs] Alright.
Skips: Hmph. [tosses a walkie talkie to Benson]
Benson: Mordecai, Rigby, are you there? Pick up!
Skips: [reaches for walkie talkie] Let me try. Mordecai, Rigby. Are you there?
Rigby: (over walkie talkie) Hey Skips.
Benson: Tell them I want to talk to them! Tell them!
Skips: Where are you? [skips away] Where are you guys?

Bet To Be Blonde [3.1b][edit]

Blonde: [laughs] I'm just yanking your chain man, it's cool.
Rigby: Huh?
Mordecai: [laughs] OOOOOOOOHHHHH!
Black Blonde: [puts hand on Mordecai's shoulder] Uh. He's had enough.
Rigby: Hm.

Skips Strikes [3.2a][edit]

Benson: Man, Skips is on fire tonight. Another perfect game.
Mordecai: We're going to the championship baby!
Man: You guys wouldn't be so great if it wasn't for Skips.
Mordecai: Well, we can't help that he's just plain awesome, right Skips?
Skips: Hey, that's just how I roll.
Mordecai, Rigby and Benson: Oh!
Benson: There she is guys. Isn't she a beaute?
Rigby: I want that beaute.
Benson: So who are we up against?
Mordecai: Some team called the Magical Elements.
Rigby: The Magical Elements. Hm, hm, more like the Magical loserments.
Death: What did you say about us?

Terror Tales of the Park [3.2b][edit]

Muscle Man: I told you I was ripped.
'Hi-Five Ghost: Hello?
Wizard: Good bye!

Camping Can Be Cool [3.3a][edit]

Margaret: Hey Guys Do You Need Any More-
Rigby: SSHHHHH! This Is It!
TV: Your Weekend Weather Forecast. Hope You Have Your Sunglasses Ready.

Rigby: You probably shouldn't go, Margaret. I bet your boyfriend won't like you going out on a camping trip with you dudes.
Margaret: Ugh, what boyfriend? Not see anyone right now. Guys are jerks.
Mordecai: Gah, I know, right? Guys are the worst.

Slam Dunk [3.3b][edit]

Muscle Man: Yeah, baby. Go ahead. You can't make it from there. Oh! Oh! Brick!
Mordecai: Ugh!
Muscle Man: Oh, snap. Hey, Mordecai, you're looking a little confused. Did you know that we only need one more point to win?

Cool Bikes [3.4a][edit]

Benson: Mordecai and Rigby are the coolest guys I know.

Mordecai: If we can get you to admit that we're cool, then you have to give us the cart back.
Benson: Sounds good to me cos it'll never happen.
Rigby: You're wrong! You're all like "that'll never happen", and then we'll get all cool and you'll be all like "whoa" and then we'll be all like "in your face!"
Benson: Haha, and I'll be like "GET BACK TO WORK!!! "

House Rules [3.4b][edit]

Mordecai: Alright, let's see. Rule #114: No feet on the table. [Mordecai and Rigby's feet are on the table, then they take them off, moaning] Rule #115: No food on the table. [food is seen on the table, so they knock it all off]
Rigby: Fine!
Mordecai: Rule #116: No food on the floor.
Rigby: WHAT?! That's going WAY too far! [growls while straining himself to lift the table] Come on, man, help me flip the table!
Mordecai: No, dude, just chill out. There's only one more new rule left.
Rigby: What is it?

[Mordecai flips the page, then, a shocked look comes to his face as the camera zooms in. Cut into Benson's office]

Mordecai: No video games?!

Rap It Up [3.5a][edit]

Big Trouble: Nah, I got y'all fools this time, hit it! (V-Tron turns on the radio) (Rapping) You all better watch out, cause Big Trouble's on the mic now, i'll knock all o' your lights out, with my verse, y'all be cursed , blowing up like fireworks. powwwwwwwww!
Alpha-Dog:...that's it? Blitz Comet, show this fool how we do.
Blitz Comet: (Rapping) Blitz Comet on the scene. You step to me and you gonna get creamed-corn! All up in your teeth, you reek, you're the opposite of chic, ya freak! Your rhymes are all antiques. Nobody wants em, they throw em all away. Right from the get go like your brain is on delay. Matter of fact, yo, you better get a check up. Go ask your doctor, why you be so ugly from the neck UP?

Crusin [3.5b][edit]

Margaret: Guys. You're kidding, right?
Mordecai: Are you saying you wouldn't give us your number if we pulled up in some cool wheels?
Margaret: You dorks would never be able to get a girl's number cruising.
Mordecai: Oh yeah?

Under the Hood [3.6a][edit]

Muscle Man: Uh... okay, all right! I was spray-painting, okay? But, but--
Benson: But what?
Muscle Man: But I didn't do the graffiti! I was painting Hi Five Ghost's ride orange!
Hi Five Ghost: Really?
Benson: Then why did you lie about the paint?
Muscle Man: Because it was supposed to be a surprise. Til you guys ruined it!
Rigby: He's lying!
Muscle Man: No, I'm not.
Benson: I'm sorry, Muscle Man. But I'm going to have to ask you to turn in your keys.
Muscle Man: What?
Benson: You heard me.
Muscle Man: Are you firing me, bro?!
Benson: Give me your keys.
Hi Five Ghost: If he goes, I go, too.
Benson: Okay, see ya.
Hi Five Ghost: Aww...

Weekend at Benson's [3.6b][edit]

Rigby: Dude, Benson! What's the rush? It's not like you have somewhere to be.
Benson: Yeah, actually, I do! I do have a life outside of work, you know.
Rigby: Yeah, right. Where are you gonna go, Benson?
Mordecai: Yeah, where are you gonna go, dude?
Benson: Just hold the ladder!
Rigby: Come on, man! Spill it! Where are you going to go?
[Mordecai and Rigby let go of the ladder]
Mordecai: Dude, Rigby! Leave him alone! Can't you tell you're annoying him?

Fortune Cookie [3.7a][edit]

Benson: I'm glad you could all join me for brunch today.
Pops: What's the occasion?
Benson: Do you even have to ask, Pops? It's to celebrate my amazing streak of good luck.
Pops: Good luck?
Benson: Yeah, don't you remember last night?
(Scene shows flasback of Benson beating Rigby at cards)
Rigby: Augh! You only beat me last night because of my bad luck.
Benson: No Rigby, I only beat you because of my good luck, and it's that luck that makes me trust that we're all gonna love this restaurant that none of us have never even been to.
Everyone: Yeah!

Rigby: You know what I think? I think you're just jealous.
Mordecai: Jealous?
Rigby: Jealous!
Mordecai: Dude, seriously...
Rigby: JEALOUS!
Mordecai: Rigby!
Rigby: JEALOUS OF MY LUCK!
Mordecai: I'm calling Benson.
Rigby: (Mockingly) Oh, no, don't call Benson.

Think Positive [3.7b][edit]

Benson: (sighs) What is it, Pops? I'm Right in the middle of something.
Pops: Take a seat. (Benson sits down and sighs) Do you know why I called you in here?
Benson: Did you lose the colonel again? Try under your hat.
Pops: (see colonel under hat, then puts the army men in the drawer)

[in Benson's imagination]
Pops: Benson, you're fired!
Benson: NOOOOO....!!!
[back in reality]
Benson: [grunting, jumping up and down on his tape player breaking it, throwing the tape player at a photo frame, knocking things over, throwing things out the window, et cetera]

Benson: [shouting an energy burst directly to Mordecai and Rigby]

YOU LAZY NO GOOD SLACKERS DRIVE ME NUTS!!! CAN'T YOU JUST LISTEN TO ME ONCE IN YOUR WORTHLESS LIVES?!! 'CAUSE IF YOU DID YOU'D SEE THAT I'M TRYING TO TEACH YOU SOME SIMPLE RESPONSIBILITY, SOME PRIDE IN YOUR WORK AND A JOB WELL DONE!!! BUT YOU WOULDN'T KNOW A JOB WELL DONE IF YOU PAID SOMEONE TO DO IT FOR YOU, AND EVEN THEN YOU'D SCREW IT ALL UP ON THE ACCOUNT THAT YOU CAN'T EVEN FOLLOW THE SIMPLEST OF INSTRUCTIONS, WORRYING MORE ABOUT LOOKING COOL THAN DOING YOUR JOBS!!!

[BOOM!]

Skips Vs. Technology [3.8a][edit]

Mordecai: I think it's broken, dude.
Rigby: Here, try this.
Skips: Hey, something need to be fixed in here?
Mordecai: Skips, come help us.
Rigby: Yeah, Skips can fix anything.
Skips: What's broken?
Rigby: So we created this project in e-designer plus, right?
Mordecai: Then we tried printing it, but it gave error 219.
Skips: Uh huh.
Rigby: We doubled checked it and the driver is definitely installed.

Butt Dial [3.8b][edit]

Mordecai: Man last night was the best. The best.
Rigby: (while tapping on the keys of Mordecai's phone) Yeah it was pretty fun.
Mordecai: I mean, Margaret and Eileen over for "Game Night," and nothing went wrong. No space portals, no video demons, nobody got hurt.
Rigby: Except for Eileen and I whipping your butts.
Mordecai: Whatever, I had fun. Dude come on help out. Benson's not going to let us have people over anymore if we leave this place a mess. And put down my new phone before you break it.
Rigby: Ok, just a sec. I am making you a new custom wallpaper.

Eggscellent [3.9a][edit]

Mordecai: Dude, you're allergic to eggs?!
Rigby: (weakly) I thought if I ate it fast, no one would notice.

Gut Model [3.9b][edit]

Muscle Man: Good, you're all here. As you probably already know, today marks 5 years I've worked at the park. So in honor of me, we're eating at Fry it Up at 8:00!
Mordecai: Oh, no can do, Muscle Man.
Muscle Man: What? Why not?
Rigby: We already made plans with Margaret and Eileen.
Muscle Man: Pssh, your loss, bros. While you're striking out with some chicks, we'll be scoring some wings! And some chicks! Am I right, Skips?
Skips: Sorry, I can't either. I'm bowling with Pops and Benson.
Pops: Lawn bowling!
Muscle Man: Ugh! Well, it looks like it's just me and you tonight, Fives.
Hi Five Ghost: Oh.
Muscle Man: What?
Hi Five Ghost: Low-Five is graduating from the police academy tonight! He's my brother, I have to go!

Video Game Wizards [3.10a][edit]

Mordecai: Get ready dude, this is the final fight.
Rigby: Okay okay, I got it I got it.
Mordecai: Are you sure you know what to do this time?
Rigby: Yes. It's like one two start blah blah something whatever.
Mordecai: Dude, it's one two start then four one and two at the same time.
Rigby: Like this?
Mordecai: No, not now! Wait 'til I tell you to do it.
Video Game: Ice this fool!
Mordecai: Now dude, do it now!
Video Game: K.O.!
Mordecai and Rigby: Woooooahhhh!

Big Winner [3.10b][edit]

Mordecai: (the scene cuts to the Lottery Plaza) Muscle Man, wait!
Muscle Man: What is it?
Mordecai: There's something we need to tell you. The lottery ticket... it's fake. We wanted to get back for pranking us.
Rigby: It just got out of hand! We're sorry.
Muscle Man: It's okay, Ia'm not angry.
Rigby: Really?
Muscle Man: Nope. I'm furious! (Mordecai and Rigby gasp, then Muscle Man shoves Mordecai and Rigby into the ticket checker and then catapults it over a wall)

The Best Burger in the World [3.11a][edit]

Muscle Man: I already got mine. I could die right now with no regrets. You guys are going to have to take this to your graves. Just wishing you got to taste this Himalayan ketchup. [eats his burger]
Pops: Oh, my! I can taste the Himalayas! [Laughs as Mordecai and Rigby moan]

Replaced [3.11b][edit]

Benson: This party's over! That's right! Beat it! I don't wanna any of your faces here ever again! Ehh, not you two. Mordecai and Rigby, you can get out BECAUSE YOU'RE FIRED!!
[He camera-flashes in front of both's faces (POASH)]
Rigby: But you were gonna give our jobs away!
Mordecai: We had to do something to stop them from finishing the boats!
Benson: Yeah, and a lot good THAT did you, NOW GET LOST!! YOU'RE FIRED, REMEMBER?!
Rigby: But Benso— (POASH)
Benson: LEAVE! NOW!
Rigby: But— (POASH)
Benson: NOW NOW NOW, LEAVE NOW!!
[Benson sighs heavily and recedes down to his normal color hue for a beat]
Benson: Hey, Chad and Jeremy! Looks like positions opened up, so whaddaya say? How would you like a job at the park.
Jeremy: (scoffs) Yeah right! We didn't get degrees at the Institute of Technical Technology to work at some at some crazy job like this.
Chad: Good luck finding two suckers dumb enough to take this job!
[Both activate rocket-installed phones and fly away]
Benson: Chad! Jeremy! Wait! ... But... I...
Mordecai: So.. Benson... Not sure if you're looking, but we know a couple of dumb suckers who are real good at cleaning up pizza parties.
Rigby: REAL good. (POASH)

Trash Boat [3.12a][edit]

The Urge: Trash Boat. We meet at last.

Benson: Hey Trash Boat, pick that up! Name-tags are mandatory on work-time.
Trash Boat (Rigby): What!? But that's only for new employees!
Benson: Exactly. New name, new man. Now put it back on or you're fired!
[Trash Boat grunts, put back on name-tag. Close-up on tag]
Benson: [chuckles] Never gets old.

Trash Boat: Mordecai, I can't take this anymore! I wanna change my name back! Could you please just be a pal and lend me 50 bucks?
Mordecai: 50 bucks? I dunno.. What do you think, Muscle Man?
Muscle Man: I don't think you should do it. I like Trash Boat WAY better than Rigby anyways. It's way easier to make fun of. [gaping his wolf tattoo belly] Isn't that right, Trash Boat?

The Urge: So I came back in time to keep you from changing your name to Trash Boat. BAH KILLING YOU~!!

Fists of Justice [3.12b][edit]

Benson: Hey, what are you guys doing? I thought that was Skips' job.
Mordecai: But we're just...
Benson: You know what? I don't care. Just get it out of here. It's the fire hazard.

Yes Dude Yes [3.13a][edit]

Margaret: YES DUDE YES!

Busted Cart [3.13b][edit]

Benson: MORDECAI, RIGBY, what have I told you about messing with the cart!? If you think— [Mr. Maellard touches his shoulder]
Mr. Maellard: My office. Now.
[later]
Mr. Maellard: Do you have any idea how much these carts cost!? I'm not paying park money to fix your mistakes!
Benson: But sir—
Mr. Maellard: BUT NOTHING!!! [Mordecai and Rigby eavesdrop in shock] I could find a new park manager right now if I wanted to.
Benson: Don't worry, sir. The warranty will take care of everything. [Maellard snatches his cue card]
Mr. Maellard: This expires tomorrow afternoon!
Benson: But the dealership's too far away, I'll have to drive all day and night!
Mr. Maellard: Sounds like a personal problem. Get that cart fixed or you're FIRED!!!

[a short while after being pulled over]
Mordecai: Benson, we're sorry!
Rigby: Yeah, the bag wouldn't open and the napkins—
Benson: No! No more! Here's what you guys are gonna do for the rest of the trip — nothing. Absolutely nothing. Don't say anything, don't do anything. Just stop messing things UP.
[...]
Rigby: Benson, why do you hate us so much?
Benson: [beat] ..Ughh... I don't hate you guys. I just hate some of things you do. Okay, I really hate some of things you do. I know you don't mean them, but I'm your boss and it's my job to push you to do better.
Mordecai: Is that why Maellard yells at you?
Benson: [laughing hysterically] You guys don't know how easy you haven't! Let's just say his yelling is way worse than mine.
Rigby: But is it worse than his face? [all laugh]
Mordecai: [squeaks] His face.

[in the paramedic ambulance after the dealership]
Mordecai: Well Benson, at least we got the cart to the dealership.
Benson: Yeah, but the truck is totalled.
Rigby: When does the warranty on the truck expire?
Mordecai & Rigby: ROAD TRIIII~P!!

Dead At Eight [3.14a][edit]

Thomas: Warm milk is nothing to me. I want cookies! [sucks cookies] I also love sugar! [sucks sugar bag] It gives me power! [zip-zaps out the kitchen]
Muscle Man: Aw, you toolboxes are hopeless! You couldn't put a kid to bed to save your lives!
Rigby: Well, it's a good thing it's your life at stake then.
Muscle Man: YOU SHUT YOUR FACE!!! YOU'RE LUCKY I'M STILL IN THIS BALL!!

Mordecai: Okay, little dude, time to go to sleep.
Thomas: No. I refuse!
Mordecai: What the!?
Rigby: Wait, you can talk?
Thomas: Of course I can, I am over 300 years old.
Mordecai: Wait — do your parents know?
Thomas: No, and let's keep it that way! I want to ride this baby thing out for a while longer, and before I slumber, I demand that we play.
Rigby: Well, okay... but you better go to sleep after that.

[reading thru The Hungry Hungry Soul-Sucking Deathworm]
Mordecai: "..And once all the souls were eaten, he took a nice long nap. The end." It's a pretty good book.
Thomas: No, wait — you forgot to pull the last tab.
Mordecai: Uhh...
Thomas: PULL IT!!! THIS IS MY FAVOURITE PART!!!
Mordecai: What's the point? The book's over, dude.
Thomas: If you don't, I won't go to bed!

Death: You know, it's not easy juggling a full-time job and raising a family, so don't expect it to be so easy to get one of your souls back next time — which will be soon. What with Muscle Man entering that hot dog eating contest.
[Muscle Man, Mordecai and Rigby laugh out loud]
Death: Seriously, you're gonna die in a hot dog eat contest. Ta. [enters, closes front doors]
Rigby: Wait, how do we get home?

Access Denied [3.14b][edit]

Ladonna: What is going on here?
Ladonna: Well, I am the owner of the Stuck-Up club, and i want you to gob
Mordecai: What?!
Ladonna: Arby, Lock that!
Ladonna: Get losers out
Ladonna: GET THEM!

Muscle Mentor [3.15a][edit]

Rigby: That's how it works around here. I don't do my work, and he doesn't do a thing about it. It's a win-win.
Benson: Actually, it's a lose-lose 'CAUSE YOU'RE FIRED!!

Rigby: Muscle Man! None of this have to with mentoring! Your not a mentor! Your just a big, fat, smelly, jerk!!

Trucker Hall of Fame [3.15b][edit]

Rigby: Special delivery!
Muscle Dad: Here's my boy, going to the prom!
Mordecai and Rigby: Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...
Muscle Man: (TOOTS)

Out of Commission [3.16a][edit]

Bartender: And stay out!

Bartender: This is the Decent Family establishment. don't need you, Low life's messing things up.

Fancy Resturant [3.16b][edit]

Muscle Man: Oh, no, bro!

Diary [3.17a][edit]

The Best VHS in the World [3.17b][edit]

Movie Shack Hut Guy: Let's see what we got here. ["Ciao Chow"] Ooh, great director. ["Future War 4"] Ah, that's a good one. ["Re-Exploder"] "Pre-Exploder" was better. ["Let Me Axe You Something – Formatted to fit your TV"] Huh?? What the heck, man? Pan and scan?! Dude, Letterbox! Always!!

MSH Guy: Fine, but it's only because you dudes appreciate superior video formats. Get it back here A.S.A.P. and I won't cancel your membership. I'll even wave the fee.
Rigby: You won't regret this!
MSH Guy: I'd had better not! Or else you'll never rent a tape here EVER AGAIN!!

Rigby: Aw, there's my buttcheek pants! [sigh] But no VHS.

MSH Guy: Dude, the game has been changed. I want that tape back by 9. My manager's doing inventory after we close, and he'll call the collections agency if he finds out it's missing.
Mordecai: What would it cost to just replace the tape?
MSH Guy: You're not going to like it.
Mordecai: Dude, just tell me!
MSH Guy: One.. thousand.. dollars.
Mordecai: A THOUSAND DOLLARS?!
MSH Guy: It's a RARE out-of-print VHS! A piece of film history!
Mordecai: It's a piece alright.
MSH Guy: Just find it by tonight. I hear those guys break thumbs.

Benson: I'm going to need bigger mousetraps.

Mordecai: This is all your fault! It was your idea to rent "The Best VHS in the World"!

Mordecai: Give us back the tape!
Gnome: I'll never give you "The Best VHS in the World"! IT'S MY FAVORITE!!

Prankless [3.18a][edit]

Muscle Man: It's not over till I say it's over!

Death Bear [3.18b][edit]

Fuzzy Dice [3.19a][edit]

Bear Leader: Sorry!, but you ain't giving nothing to nobody.
Mordecai: Aw, What?!
Mordecai: Let's get them!
Mordecai: Give us back the dice!
Muscle Man: Give us the DICE!
Duck: BACK OFF CREEP!
Duck: STOP THE CAR!
Bear Leader: I'M TRYING!
Bear Leader: GO! GO! GO!
Rigby: What Was That?!
Mordecai: Give us back to dice!, WE WANNA FARE AND SQUARE!
Bear Leader: There's no way you're getting these dice. Now get out of the way before somebody gets hurt!
Louie: Well, ten years ago, we knocked over at big city jewelers, and we made off with millions worth of uncut diamonds. (points to dice) And those diamonds are in those dice.
Bear Leader: Shut up, Louie!
Bear Leader: Yeah, that's right. We've been laying low for ten long years waiting for the statute of limitations on grand larceny to run out. And it was supposed to end tonight at midnight.

Sugar Rush [3.19b][edit]

Benson: If you pass them out before the meeting, you're fired, got it?
Mordecai: Yeah, no problem.
Benson: Good. Now what do I just tell you?
Rigby: Get the donuts and don't pass them out, or else we're fired.
Benson: And?
Mordecai: Oh, and you want a whole wheat donut.
Benson: Good. Maybe you are ready for more responsibility. Now go get the donuts.
Mordecai and Rigby: (Gets out of chairs and start rapping) D-d-d-d-donuts! D-d-d-d-donuts, donuts! D-d-d-d-donuts! D-d-d-d--
Benson: Just buy the donuts or you're fired!

Bad Kiss [3.20a][edit]

Margaret: (Mordecai walk to Margaret's car, and looks around for his personal item which turns out to be his wallet, Margaret has followed him to the car to check up on him) What's up?
Mordecai: I can't find my wallet.
Margaret: Oh, let's see... (She also joins Mordecai in the car, helping him look for his wallet, then she leans over the seat) Did you check the glove compartment?
Mordecai: Yeah, I checked there... (They realize that they are close to one another once again) alrerady...
Margaret: Oh, ha...
Mordecai: Ha. (They stare at each other, Mordecai glups, an leans in with Margaret joining in, and they kiss. Then Margaret opens her eyes and looks disgusted, and pushes Mordecai away) Oh, sorry, I shouldn't--
Margaret: No, it's fine. It's just--
Mordecai: What?
Margaret: Your breath is really bad...
Mordecai: Ahh! Oh, my Gosh. (Reaches for the door handle to get out of the car)
Margaret: Wait, no! It's--
Mordecai: I'm sorry! (He exits out of the car to run back into the house) I'm sorry!
Margaret: Mordecai!

Season 4[edit]

Exit 9B [4.1][edit]

(After Thomas fetches the coffee for Garrett Bobby Ferguson Jr., he yells at him)

Garrett Bobby Ferguson Jr.: Thomas, stop thinking about things and bring us the coffee already! (to Garrett Bobby Ferguson) Kid's worthless am I right?

(Thomas yells and throws coffee at Garrett Bobby Ferguson Jr.'s face. Enraged, he kicks Thomas off the freeway)

Park workers and Gary: Thomas!!

Terror Tales of the Park II [4.3][edit]

Margaret: Hey!, He's passing a movie theatre, Driver, Stop the bus!, Let us off, Stop the bus! Margaret: Ugh!, Mordecai the bus isn't stopping! Mordecai: You don't looks so good man. Rigby: Yeah, How long get been here?


Rigby: "Once upon a time, Benson was so dumb."

Mordecai: Let our friends go and then get out of our house!

Firework Run [4.11][edit]

[Benson just arrived witnessing all Fourth of July fireworks blow up and confronts the group in a rage fit]
Benson: WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT!!!?
Muscle Man: We were just—
Benson: WHY WOULD YOU LIGHT OFF ALL THE FIREWORKS BEFORE THE BIGGEST EVENT OF THE YEAR!!?
Muscle Man: Just hang on now, Benson! I know this looks bad, but I can fix it!
Benson: Fix it? Fix WHAT?!? YOU JUST RUINED THE FOURTH OF JULY!!
Muscle Man: I know! I know! Just hear me out! I know a guy who's got the hookup on cheap fireworks.
Benson: I DON'T WANT CHEAP FIREWORKS!!! THAT STUFF YOU JUST BLEW UP WAS TOP-OF-THE-LINE!!!
Muscle Man: Benson, trust me. This guy's stuff is quality. I'll pay for it out of my own pocket!
Benson: All right, fine! But if you guys aren't back before the show starts at sundown, YOU'RE FIRED!!!

Benson: All right, you guys. Somehow, you managed to top last year's firework show, so I guess I'm not gonna fire you.
All Four: Yeah! / Alright!
Benson: In fact, I'm putting you four in charge of a very special job.
Rigby: Oh, cool! What special job?
Benson: REPLACING THE THREE FOOTBALL FIELDS WORTH OF GRASS YOU JUST BURNT!!!!
[he and Skips leave. Muscle Man turns to the group]
Muscle Man: Don't worry. I know a guy who's got the hookup on real cheap sod.

A Bunch of Full Grown Geese [4.19][edit]

Mordecai: Maybe you don't understand Benson, these geese — they're terrifying.
Rigby: Terrifying!
Benson: I don't even wanna hear it! DO IT OR YOU'RE FIRED!!
Rigby: Man, you always say that! You're all talk, Benson.
Benson: HGNNNRAAAAAHHHHH!!!!
Mordecai and Rigby: WAHHH!!!

Picking up Margaret [4.22][edit]

Mordecai: Uh... (Margaret turns) Nothing. Sorry. See you. (Margaret sighs and kisses Mordecai)
Margaret: See you soon.
Mordecai: Uh...bye. (leaves, starts dancing, then sees Benson's car being towed)

Margaret: Wait, are you sure you want to give me a ride and not because you bet someone you could or-
Mordecai: What? (scoffs) Come on, when have I- (points at Rigby) Be quiet.

Season 5[edit]

Laundry Woes [5.1][edit]

Mordecai: Dude, Margaret's important to me. I can't just forget her.
Rigby: Okay, okay. You don't have to forget her, but you have to get over her for real. Staying like this is messed up, and is messing you up. I want my friend back.
Mordecai: Well, if you were a real friend, you'd understand.
Rigby: I am your friend. You would realize that, if you weren't such a sad sack chump!
Mordecai: That's it!
(Mordecai stops the car and pushes Rigby out of the car and drives away)
Rigby: Ah, man! (Rigby sighs and starts running after him)

Every Meat Burritos [5.4][edit]

(finish this quote)
Jimbros: Jimbros Burritos! Jimbros Burritos! Jimbros Burritos! Jimbros Burritos!
Jimbo: We are the Jimbros! Jimbo!
Jimmy: Jimmy!
Jim: Jim!
Jimbo: Introducing our new Every Meat Burrito! It's got every meat! Beef!
Jimmy: Bacon!
Jim: Crow!
Jimbo: [???]
Jimmy: [???]
Jim: [???]
Jimbo: [???]
Jimmy: Crustacean!
Jim: [???]
Jimbo: And every other!

Benson: No way. The last time I let you borrow my car you totaled it. DO YOU THINK I'M CRAZY?!? [shuts door]
Rigby: [to Mordecai] You just had to take Margaret to the airport, didn't ya?
Mordecai: Uuuuugh...!

Wall Buddy [5.5][edit]

Mordecai: Oh, hey, Benson. Hey Skips.
Benson: You want to explain why my phone is LEAKING?!?!
Mordecai: Oh — sorry, Benson!
Rigby: Yeah, we must to give it back, but then a bunch of... different stuff... happened.
Benson: Different stuff?! You mean like the garbage that's all over this room?!
Mordecai & Rigby: Uhh...
Benson: This place is a BIOHAZARD!! I want both of you to clean it up NOW!!!
Mordecai: Both of us?! Rigby's the one who's the slob! Look it his chimichanga! [slush]
Skips: He's not wrong.
Rigby: Well, Mordecai even worse! Look at his junk at the corner! [no junk near Mordecai's bed]
Mordecai: Dude, that's my bed!
Benson: I don't care who's responsible! But you're gonna have to clean this room if you want to keep living here FOR FREE!!!!

Benson: NRRAAAHHHH!!!! MORDECAI AND RIGBY!!!
Rigby: Now before you say anything, we DID do what you said!
Mordecai: Yeah.. we cleaned up Rigby's— I mean.. OUR mess. So you can't fire us.
Rigby: Immunity, son!
Benson: So who can I fire for ALL THE DAMAGE YOU TWO DID TO THE PARK??!!?
[Mordecai and Rigby point to each other]

Terror Tales of the Park III [5.8][edit]

Rigby: Hm. Hm. So easy.

1 HOUR LATER

Rigby: Done! [the bed rustles]

4 HOURS LATER

[Rigby frantically hammers his bed]

8 HOURS LATER

Rigby: Done! Thanks for your help, Skips.
Skips: Yeah, don't mention it.

Benson: Rigby, you're getting ALL the promotions.
Rigby: YES!!

PROMOTION!

Muscle Man: Wait, did he just say Rigby was getting ALL the promtio—

THE
END


Jebediah Townhouse: Yo yo! Ice t' meetcha fool!

Jebediah Townhouse: What's cooking Home Skillet?

Jebediah Townhouse: Oh Yeah?, Well, Why you on the Grill?

Jebediah Townhouse: Yeah!, Stick it up to the Max!

Townsman 1: Get down here Jebediah townhouse, so that we can kill you, you witch!
Townsman 2: Come now, there's no need for harsh words. Brother Townhouse, please come here so that we may kill you.

Jebediah Townhouse: Happy Halloween homies!


The Postcard [5.17][edit]

Benson: Mordecai, Rigby, another issue of Fart Weekly magazine came today, which I distinctly remembered telling you not to get set here! They're flooding the mailbox!
Rigby: Relax, man! It's natural.
Mordecai: Rigby's right. It's not healthy to hold it in.
Benson: Ugh! Just cancel it already!
Muscle Man: Yo, is my tax return in there?
Benson: No. But Fives, this came for you. Now all of you stop eating donuts and get back to work!

Wes: So, Low, what's with all the clowns? Is the circus in town or something?!


Rigby in the Sky with Burrito [5.18][edit]

Jumpin' Jim: Stay out of my school, AND STAY OUT OF MY SKY!

Mordecai: Rigby changed his name to Trash Boat once.
Rigby: Stop talking!

Journey to the Bottom of the Crash Pit [5.19][edit]

Benson: Alright listen up, we've gotten some complaints about the huge sinkhole in the park.
Mordecai: Sinkhole? You mean the Crash Pit?
Muscle Man: You're talking smack about the Crash Pit, bro?
Benson: Yes. It's a potential liability and we're not properly insured for it. It has to be filled immediately
Mordecai and Muscle Man: Aw, what?
Rigby: Aw, no way!
Muscle Man: Come on Benson, you can't fill up the Crash Pit.
Rigby: Can't we just put up more warning signs or something?
Benson: No! I think called a "Crash Pit" shouldn't be even at the park in the first place.
Rigby: What if we call it a "small hole"?
Benson: JUST FILL IT UP BY THE END OF THE DAY OR YOU'RE FIRED!!

Rigby: DAAWIHHHHAHAIAHAHAAAAAHH!!!!!

Mordecai: Aw, man. Dead end.
Rigby: Well, we tried. Let's go back.
Mordecai: No, Rigby. We can't leave without the camera.
Rigby: Dude, forget this. The camera's gone and we're running out of time. Benson's probably gonna fill up the hole before we even get back! Then we'll be trapped!
Muscle Man: Easy, bro! The dark is messing with your head. Now just calm down.
Rigby: Don't touch me! I can't breathe! Dark spaces! Need air!
Rigby on the camera: DAAWIHHHHAHAIAHAHAAAAAHH!!!!!
Muscle Man: (laughing) That sound never gets old.
Rigby: That wasn't me.
Rigby on the camera: DAAWIHHHHAHAIAHAHAAAAAHH!!!!!
Mordecai: Wait. It IS you, but... on the camera.

Paint Job [5.31][edit]

Rigby: Dude, that was like really close this time!
Mordecai: Yeah, I think I'm getting the hang of the tension in -- oh hey, Benson.
Benson: AAAHHHHHH!!! DID YOU PUT PIZZA ALL OVER THIS HOUSE!?!? DON'T DENY IT!! I SAW YOU!! I SAW YOU PUT PIZZA ALL OVER THIS HOUSE!! And you, you're just as guilty! You'll think I didn't see the whole thing! Guess what, you -- WHAT!!? You're cleaning it too, don't worry!! GHAHH!! [punches pouch] YOU MAKE ME SO ANGRY!!! IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT!!?
[clock wipe]
Benson: [screaming in the garage] THIS IS A PRESSURE WASHER!! YOU KNOW HOW TO USE IT!!? YOU BETTER, OTHERWISE I'M GONNA FIRE YOU!!
[2nd clock wipe]
Benson: YOU'RE CLEANING EVERY LAST INCH OF THIS HOUSE OR YOU'RE FIRED, DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR!?!?
Mordecai: [sigh] Alright, let's get this over with.

[after missile explodes Benson's car]
Mordecai: Oh man... your car!
Benson: Car? What car? I don't SEE any car! Maybe it's invisible! Kind of like the checks I'LL BE PAYING YOU WITH FOR THE NEXT SIX MONTHS!!!! [walks to invisibly camouflaged house] AND WHAT HAPPENED TO THE HOUSE!?!?
Mordecai: Yeah... about that....

Take the Cake [5.32][edit]

Benson: All right, time for your assignments. Skips, set up the table. Muscle Man and Hi-Five Ghost, go buy balloons. Mordecai and Rigby, you're picking up the cake.
Rigby: Really?
Benson: Yup, it's prepaid and everything. All you have to do is pick it up. Just give them the receipt and bring the cake back. That's it.
Rigby: Aww, yeah!
Both: Pickin' up the cake, pickin' up the cake!
Pickin' up the cake, gonna do it great!
Benson: Just pick up the cake and try not to ruin my big day.
Mordecai: I though it was Maellard's day.
Benson: JUST PICK UP THE CAKE!!!

Benson: Did I not make myself perfectly clear?! Papa eagle is out there and NO CAKE AND NO GUESTS!! What PART of "surprise party" do you NOT UNDERSTAND?!
Mordecai: It'll be fine! We just had a few setbacks. There was this angry woman...
Rigby: And these shaggy-looking business guys...
Mordecai: But C.J. and Eileen helped us to make this better cake. It's just a little too big to get out the door.
Rigby: But now we got this teleporter, so--
Benson: Are you kidding me?! I've had this whole surprise party planned out, AND NOW THERE'S NO SURPRISE!!!
Rigby: But the teleporter--
Benson: FORGET THE TELEPORTER!!! [Benson snatches the teleporter]
Mordecai: No! We can still save the party!
[The three wrestle over the device teleporter which finally goes off and the teleports the cake and everyone else out of the room]

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