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| - Benson: Alright, I need you guys to paint over the graffiti on the bathroom. Just make sure you cover all of it. Rigby: Cover all of it? Benson: What did I just say? Yes, all of it. Get back to work. Mordecai: I wouldn't mind going back to sleep. Rigby: I'd like to find whoever did this and just—ARRRGGH. Mordecai: I know man, they're probably sitting around somewhere just laughing at us. Muscle Man: (Laughs) Do you know who else likes to clean up other peoples messes? My mom! (Laughs) Rigby: Did you paint this graffiti, Muscle Man? Muscle Man: Pfft, me? I may be an artist when it comes to pranks, but I am no graffiti artist. Mordecai: What is that? Muscle Man: What is what? Mordecai: The orange paint on your hands. Muscle Man: It isn't paint, fool, it's from the buffalo wings we just had for lunch. Rigby: Yeah, right, it's all over you! Muscle Man: Haven't you ever been to Wing Kingdom? They always hook you up with the sauce. Rigby: I think you did this. Muscle Man: You better watch who you're accusing, bro. Mordecai: Show us your receipt then. Muscle Man: What? Show us your receipt! Mordecai: That's it. Mordecai and Rigby: (Running to Benson) BENSON! Mordecai: We know who did the graffiti! Benson: What? Who? Muscle Man: It's buffalo sauce, smell it! Benson: I'm not going to smell your fingers, Muscle Man. Just tell me the truth and I'll take your word for it. Muscle Man: But I am telling you the truth! Benson, I can't believe you're even listening to these clow-(Rigby: Look, it's spray-paint! Benson: Chicken wings, huh? Muscle Man: Uh... um... that's not mine! Mordecai: Yeah, right! It was in your pocket! Muscle Man: Uh... okay, all right! I-I was spraypainting, okay? 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, until you guys ruined it! Rigby: He's lying! Muscle Man: No, I'm not! Benson: I'm sorry, Muscle Man. I'm gonna 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... Muscle Man: That was really cool, bro. You want my keys, Benson? Fine! Muscle Man (continued): But we were gonna quit this job anyways to follow our real dreams. And we're not coming back, no matter how much you beg! Come on, Fives. Benson: I just want you guys to know that you did a good thing today. You narked a guy out and got him fired. Good job. Mordecai: Whoa. I didn't think he was gonna fire him! Rigby: Neither did I. Mordecai: What the-Hey! Stop! Rigby: That didn't look like Muscle Man... Mordecai: That's because it wasn't Muscle Man.. oohh.. Rigby: Oh, man. What are we gonna do? Mordecai: We have to get Muscle Man and Hi Five Ghost their jobs back. (Scene transitions to Benson's office) Benson! Mordecai (continued): It wasn't Muscle Man! Benson: What are you talking about? Rigby: It was this hooded guy! We didn't see his face, but-- Benson: Alright, I get it. You feel bad for getting Muscle Man and Hi-Fives fired. It's okay, I feel bad too. Doing the right thing is never easy, but it's the responsible thing to do. Like Rigby. When you ratted out Mordecai for putting expired milk in the fridge in exchange for a video rental coupon. That was very responsible. Mordecai: Benson, we're serious. He's innocent! Benson: That's enough! We're down two men and I have a lot to do. So do you! Rigby: No wait! Benson: Now get out of here and get back to work! Mordecai: (Opens door) Hey Skips. Skips: What? You coming to get me fired, too? Rigby: What? No, no. Skips: Good. Cause its just wing sauce. Muscle Man got me hooked on this stuff before you got him fired. Mordecai: Yeeeeeeaaaaahhh, about that. Do you know anything about who did the graffiti? Skips: It could be Park Avenue. (Holds buffalo wing) Rigby: Park Avenue? Skips A young graffiti artist who has been all over lately (Smiles while wiping mouth) He's not bad. Mordecai: That's probably the guy we saw! Skips: You gotta tell Benson. Rigby We tried to tell Benson. He didn't believe us. Skips: Then you're gonna have to catch him yourselves. But it's not gonna be easy. He strikes without warning and he vanishes with the wind. (Camera zooms out) Say, where is Muscle Man anyway? Rigby: Following his real dream. Skips: He said that!? Oh, no.... Mic Announcer: And now for a comedian I know you're gonna like: Muscle Man! Muscle Man: Good evening everyone! So, I just threw out my old couch. It weighed about 300 pounds and smelled like a pile of butts. You know who else smells like a pile of butts!? MY MOM! Muscle Man: Excuse me I said, my mo--- Person: Get off the stage! Muscle Man: Ah, you jerks are jerks! You don't even understand comedy! Hi Five Ghost: Muscle Man, no! Mordecai: Aw, yeah! No way he's gonna resist a white trash can. We'll hide over there and then, BAM! Rigby: Straight to jail! Mordecai: What's the matter Park Losernue? Don't like jail!? Rigby: You miss your family? Mordecai: Looks like your kids will never see their Park Dadenue. Rigby: Ah, what!? Why is it only me? Mordecai: Because I'm not a loser. Rigby: Argh! It doesn't even look anything like me! Mordecai: Dude, it's like you're looking into a mirror! Rigby: Shut up! Rigby: (gasp) There he is! Rigby: OW! Mordecai: Come on, let's go! Rigby: (out of breath) How does he keep getting away from us? Mordecai: (also out of breath) I don't know. It's like he's just messing with us or something. Muscle Man: Sup, lamers! Rigby: Muscle Man, heeeyyy. What's up? Muscle Man: Good. Awesome. Not that we're desperate for cash or nothing. But we're offering a one time deal on High Five's sweet ride. Rigby: How much do you want for it? Muscle Man: Um...any...amount.... Mordecai: Thaaaat's alright. I think we're good for now. Muscle Man: Fine! We don't need your money anyway, it probably smells like a pile of butts. Let's ride, High Fives. Mordecai: Dude, I feel terrible! Rigby: I know. But we can't do anything about it unless we catch Park Avenue! Mordecai and Rigby: Hmm Hmm Hmm. Mordecai: I got a plan. Muscle Man, wait! Muscle Man: Come crawling back, huh? Mordecai: Do you still have that can of spray paint? Park Avenue: (Groans) No class... Mordecai: Class this! Mordecai and Rigby: EUGH! (Then, Park Avenue pushes his head to spray Mordecai and Rigby's faces.) Mordecai: Come on. Let's go! Rigby: What?! Aw, fine! Mordecai: What is this place? Both: Whoa!! Rigby: There he is! Park Avenue: (Near a white door and spray paints a lever) It ends now! Park Avenue (continued): Get rid of these guys! Mordecai: What the!? Rigby: Quick! Muscle Man's spray paint! Rigby (continued): That's a lot harder than it looks... Mordecai: We gotta get to that door! (He and Rigby start running to the door but a red monster with hands in it's eyes blocks the way and it grabs Rigby.) Rigby: Ahhh!!! Mordecai: Rigby! Rigby: Ahhh!!! (Spray paints the other hand which made it drop Rigby and Mordecai helps him up.) Mordecai: Look! There it is! (Points to the door that Park Avenue went through.) C'mon! Mordecai: Where...are we? Rigby: I don't know. It's like there's nothing in here. Mordecai: He's gotta be around here somewhere... Rigby: (Starts walking and hits his foot on something) Ow! Oh! Oh! Oh! (Jumping and holding his foot.) Mordecai: Oof! (Walks into something and hits his head on something) Aw!....Augh!(Walks backwards and falls behind something else.) Rigby: Mordecai? Where'd you go? (Hits his belly on something.) Owww!!! (Falls over.) What is this stuff!? (Touches something starts walking and runs into something.) Ahhh! (Screams and starts spray painting it is when he ran into three more things. Eventually, the spray paint revealed an object.) Mordecai: (Reappears.) Dude! I think that's a TV! (Rigby finished spray painting and a television set is shown.) Rigby: Oh, yeah! (Turns around and spray paints another object.) Mordecai: That looks like a futon! Rigby: I think someone lives here. (Before he finishes, someone suddenly starts shouting at him.) Park Avenue: Ay! You! No! No! Stop it! (Appears from behind a door.) C'mon man! Not the coffee table! Mordecai: Keep painting Rigby! (Rigby starts painting again.) Park Avenue: No! No! No! Don't! What's the matter with you!? Rigby: (Stops spray painting.) You painted all over the whole park! Park avenue: Ya, but it's different y'know! It's what I do! My stuff looks good! You, you're just, you're just making a mess! (Rigby starts spray painting again.) Alright! Alright! Alright! Take it easy! Take it easy! I'll quit painting the park!(Rigby stops spray painting.) Just stop messing up my place! Mordecai: And you gotta admit to our boss that it was you! Park Avenue: Why!? Mordecai: 'Cause our friend got fired for what you did! Park Avenue: So what!? (Rigby starts spray painting again.) Alright! Alright! Alright! (Rigby stops painting and Rigby and Mordecai both smiles.) Park Avenue: Yeah! That's right! I'm the one who did it! I'm the graffiti artist! I'm hitting the world with knowledge! I'm painting the truth! I'm painting rebellion! I'm- Benson: -I am calling the cops. Park Avenue: Phhhhhhh! The cops can't catch this! (Sprays a portal on the ground.) Later you booshwa sucker! (Attempts to jump into the portal but gets stuck halfway through.) Aw man...(Benson starts dialing the cops.) Mordecai: We're really sorry we got you guys fired... Muscle Man: You better be sorry! Pfffftt, I'm just kidding! Benson: Well, you two. Welcome back to the Park. (Handing Muscle Man back his keys.) Muscle man: Well! I was really tearing it up as a comedian, but since your begging... Benson: (Takes keys back.) Comedy? Wow, congratulations! Maybe you don't need this job after all. Muscle man: ...Please give me the keys (Benson gives Muscle Man the keys.) Alright! (He and High Five Ghost gets into the cart and starts spinning around.) Woooo!!! (They drive off.) Benson: Alright. I need you guys to paint over the graffiti. Mordecai: Aw...what!? Rigby: That isn't fair! Benson: Hey, you can leave anytime you want but unless you think you can make it as a stand up comedian, I suggest you start painting. Mordecai and Rigby: Ughh... (They pick up the paint buckets and Benson walks off whistling.) Mordecai: Want to go to Wing Kingdom?
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