Carey Means crédité pour le rôle de...
Frylock
- Frylock: That's not a toy!
- Master Shake: You say that about everything you own. You should own toys. They're fun.
- [after enlarging his penis, the crabs from Carl's genitalia are also enlarged, and begin to jump from his pants]
- Frylock: What the hell is that?
- [a crab walks past Meatwad, who is immobile in the hallway, due to a large computer chip inside him]
- Meatwad: Look, Frylock! Crabs! Can we keep 'em?
- [a whole crowd of crabs run past him]
- Meatwad: Boy, there's a lot of them!
- Carl: Look, they're harmless. If they give ya trouble, hit 'em with the shampoo.
- [holds up a bottle of Pubio Pride Shampoo]
- [Frylock uses his newly invented shrink ray to shrink down a computer chip]
- Frylock: Amazing! Do you realize that now this chip can be inserted into a microbot that enter into someone's skin through a pore...
- Meatwad: [takes microchip] Or it can be inserted into the mouth, manually, so it can battle hunger and taste good.
- [swallows microchip]
- Master Shake: Oooh!
- Frylock: Tell me you didn't just eat that frickin'...
- Meatwad: Well boy you said it was a chip. So where's the dip? Or am I lookin' at him?
- Master Shake: Oooooh! You did not even just do that! You are so dead! Oh No you didn't! Oh my God!
- [Frylock picks up Meatwad and shakes him until he splats down onto the ground]
- [Shake has put a tiny Frylock and Carl in a box resembling a mountainside]
- Master Shake: Quick, grab a weapon and battle for the mountain!
- Frylock: Damn it, Shake!
- Master Shake: You will call me king... slave. Now fight for my amusement!
- [Carl picks up a pen and jabs Frylock with it]
- Frylock: Ow!
- Carl: How'd you like that tune-up?
- Frylock: Carl, what are you doing?
- Carl: Stay down. He said if I won, he'd make my johnson bigger. I mean, it's all right to use but, uh, it never hurts to get "extra credit", you know what I mean?
- [Frylock zaps away the pen with his eyebeams]
- Carl: Okay, okay, okay! Fryman! I get it. He just sort of played with my insecurities! Come on, Fryman, you know I'd never hurt you.
- [Shake uses the ray to make Carl grow slightly bigger]
- Master Shake: Oh no! Beware of the hairy giant!
- [Carl continues to injure Frylock]
- Carl: Look, I'm sorry about this, Fryman, but it's you or me. And I keep getting these freakin' emails! These people know that I'm small down there!
- Frylock: Will you listen to me?
- Master Shake: Yeah, listen to him! Isn't it funny how he talks? Hey, hang on, I'm gonna make it even funnier. Hold on a minute.
- [Shake uses the ray to make Frylock even smaller]
- Frylock: [voice higher pitched] If we work together, we can defeat him!
- Carl: All right, we'll work a deal, but you gotta promise me. You gotta get me some action down here when we're done with this. I mean, I'm freakin', you know, hung like a zoo animal but I want more girth.
- Master Shake: Oh no!
- [pours orange soda on them]
- Master Shake: A hailstorm of orange drink!
- Carl: Ah, come on, man! Fryman, shoot this jackass.
- Frylock: That's it. You just made your last mistake. Try this on for size!
- [Frylock fires an energy blast from his eyes, but it does almost nothing to Shake]
- Master Shake: Aw, that's so cute. You wanna compare rays? Okay.
- [Shake uses the ray to shrink Frylock into nothing]
- Carl: Okay, so hey. Heh heh. I won, right? So you gonna hook me up here or what? You know, I need, uh, length and girth. Both preferably. I'll take one. Whatgever.
- Master Shake: One more contender in the battle for the mountain!
- [Shake plops a miniaturized Meatwad next to Carl]
- Carl: Aw, friggin' take it. It's right over there.
- [a miniaturized Carl, Meatwad and Frylock have infiltrated a sleeping Shake's head]
- Frylock: Shake? Shake, wake up.
- Carl: Let me do it. Get up, you friggin' jerkoff!
- Master Shake: Wha-- where are you?
- Meatwad: We all up in your brain, boy.
- Master Shake: Impossible! I have no brain.
- Frylock: Yeah, we noticed. So we just had to short-circuit some nerves in here. We control you now.
- Master Shake: Uh, bullcrap.
- Carl: Hey, buddy! You about to see what I think is funny. Heh, heh. Pick up the baseball bat.
- [Frylock pulls on a nerve and Shake gets up and picks up a baseball bat]
- Master Shake: No, no, no, no, no! No! Why am I doing this? I'm dreaming!
- Frylock: Well, let's just wake you up then, all right?
- [Shake begins hitting himself in the face with the baseball bat]
- Carl: Rise and shine, buddy!