>> Rigby: SO...
T.G.I.F., AM I RIGHT?
>> Mordecai: DUDE, IT'S
10:00 A.M. TUESDAY.
>> Rigby: OH, YEAH.
TUESDAYS AIN'T GOOD FOR NOTHIN'.
HOW 'BOUT YOU, MARGARET?
WEEKEND PLANS?
>> Margaret: MY WEEKENDS ARE ALL
BOOKED UP NOW.
I'M USING THEM TO STUDY.
I HAVE TO GET SERIOUS IF I WANT
TO TRANSFER OUT OF JUNIOR
COLLEGE.
>> Mordecai: WHEN ARE WE EVER
GONNA GET TO HANG OUT?
>> Margaret: SORRY, I DON'T
KNOW.
TONIGHT'S MY LAST FREE NIGHT,
BUT WHOEVER HEARD OF HANGING OUT
ON A TUESDAY?
I SHOULD PROBABLY JUST STUDY.
SEE YA.
>> Rigby: MAN, WHAT'S WRONG WITH
HER?
WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT TO
YOURSELF?
>> Eileen: RIGBY, SHE NEEDS OUR
SUPPORT!
>> Rigby: YOU HEARD HER, EILEEN.
SHE WANTS TO TRANSFER COLLEGES.
WHAT IF WE NEVER SEE HER AGAIN?
NEVER SEE HER AGAIN?
RIGHT, MORDECAI?
YO, MORDECAI!
MORDO, BUDDY, YOU ALL RIGHT?
>> Mordecai: GUYS, IT'S
MARGARET'S LAST NIGHT OF
FREEDOM!
LET'S SURPRISE HER WITH THE
BIGGEST PARTY OF HER LIFE.
>> Rigby: DUDE, YEAH!
>> Eileen: THAT'S A GREAT IDEA!
>> Mordecai: WH-O-O-O-OA!
>> All: T.G.I.TUESDAY!
>> Margaret: HUH?
>> Mordecai: SHE GETS OFF WORK
AT 8:00 TONIGHT, SO WE ONLY
HAVE A FEW HOURS.
FIRST, LET'S GET SUPPLIES.
>> All: T.G.I.TUESDAY!
>> Mordecai: ALL RIGHT, THEY'VE
GOT FRIDAY, SATURDAY,
SUNDAY -- WOW, EVEN MONDAY.
AW, WHAT?
NOTHING FOR TUESDAY?
>> Muscle Man: HEY, LADIES...
AND EILEEN.
>> Mordecai: MUSCLE MAN?
WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?
>> Muscle Man: I LIKE TO HANG
AROUND HERE ON MY DAYS OFF, YOU
KNOW, SEE WHERE THE PARTY'S AT.
YO, JESSE, WHERE'S THE PARTY
AT?!
>> FOR THE HUNDREDTH TIME, I
JUST WORK HERE.
>> Muscle Man: HE'LL BUDGE.
WHAT ARE YOU LAMERS DOING HERE?
>> Eileen: WE'RE SETTING UP A
PARTY FOR MARGARET TONIGHT.
>> Muscle Man: BUT...IT'S
TUESDAY.
>> Rigby: YEA-UH!
AFTER TONIGHT, TUESDAY'S GONNA
BE THE NEW FRIDAY.
>> Muscle Man: THAT'S BOLD, BRO.
THIS PARTY GETS THE MUSCLE MAN
SEAL OF APPROVAL.
YOU CHUMPS NEED HELP WITH
ANYTHING?
I BET YOU CHUMPS DO.
>> Mordecai: CAN YOU MAKE SURE
PEOPLE HEAR ABOUT IT?
WE NEED A HUGE TURNOUT.
>> Muscle Man: "HUGE" IS MY AND
MY MOM'S MIDDLE NAME.
I'LL SEE YOU JERKS TONIGHT.
HUAH!
MUSCLE MAN "HUGE" SORENSTEIN
OUT!
WHOOOO!
>> Eileen: GREAT, NOW WE JUST
NEED A VENUE.
>> Mordecai: HMM, HMM.
WE'LL CHECK ALL THE COOLEST
CLUBS IN TOWN.
THERE'S NO WAY THEY'RE BOOKED ON
A TUESDAY NIGHT.
>> SORRY, FELLAS, BUT THIS SPACE
IS RESERVED FOR SHUFFLEBOARD ON
TUESDAYS.
>> WOMEN'S BRIDGE NIGHT.
>> YOU UNDERSTAND THAT
"PERMANENTLY BANNED" APPLIES TO
TUESDAYS, TOO, RIGHT?
>> NO!
AIN'T NOBODY IN THIS TOWN GONNA
HOLD A PARTY ON TUESDAY.
YOU HEAR ME?! NOBODY!
GAHHHHHHHH!
>> Eileen:
THESE BURRITOS TASTE LIKE
FAILURE.
>> Mordecai: WELL, YOU KNOW WHAT
I THINK?
I THINK THEY TASTE LIKE HOPE.
THERE'S GOT TO BE A PLACE OUT
THERE FOR MARGARET'S PARTY.
>> Benson: WELL, WELL, WELL.
LOOK AT THESE SLACKERS.
NOT YOU, EILEEN.
I DON'T KNOW IF YOU'RE A
SLACKER.
>> Mordecai: LOOK, BENSON, WE'RE
PLANNING SOMETHING REALLY
IMPORTANT.
>> Benson: WOW.
SOUNDS REAL IMPORTANT.
>> Mordecai: YEAH, SO, IF WE CAN
POSTPONE IT --
>> Benson: SO YOU DON'T WANT THE
SPECIAL ASSIGNMENT?
>> Rigby: RIGHT.
>> Benson: YOU DON'T WANT TO
BOARD UP THE OLD BALLROOM?
>> Mordecai: EXACT--
>> All: BALLROOM?!
>> Benson: YEP, THE PARKSIDE
LUXE.
THIS BALLROOM USED TO HOST THE
MOST ELEGANT BALLS IN ITS DAY.
>> Rigby: WHOA, WERE THEY BIG?
>> Benson: OH, THEY WERE HUGE!
>> Rigby:
OW!
>> All: WHOA.
>> Benson: THE LAST GUESTS
TRASHED IT PRETTY BAD AS YOU CAN
SEE.
NEARLY BANKRUPTED THE PARK.
>> Mordecai: I WONDER WHO
CHARLENE WAS.
>> Rigby: HEY, EILEEN, CHECK
THIS OUT.
>> Benson: THIS PLACE IS
IMPOSSIBLE TO CLEAN.
BELIEVE ME, I'VE TRIED.
THAT'S WHY IT NEEDS TO BE
BOARDED UP.
>> Mordecai: BUT, BENSON, THIS
PLACE IS PERFECT FOR MARGARET'S
PARTY!
CAN WE PLEASE USE IT?
>> Benson: IF YOU CAN CLEAN IT.
>> All: AWESOME!
>> Benson:
GOOD LUCK!
YOU'RE GONNA NEED IT!
>> Mordecai: * HANGING WITH
MARGARET JUST TO FEEL SO GOOD *
Margaret: HEY, MORDECAI.
>> Mordecai: HEY.
DO YOU WANT TO HANG OUT TONIGHT?
>> Margaret: YES!
I MEAN YEAH, SURE.
SOUNDS COOL.
>> Mordecai: AWESOME!
MEET ME AT THE OLD BALLROOM AT
8:00.
>> Margaret: OOH!
QUE INTERESANTE!
>> Mordecai: UH, YEP.
SEE YA!
>> Margaret: QUE INTERESANTE?!
UGH!
>> Mordecai: I JUST TOLD
MARGARET.
>> Rigby: MUSCLE MAN'S HANDING
OUT THE INVITATIONS.
>> Eileen: I HOPE HE DOESN'T
INVITE A LOT OF PEOPLE WE DON'T
KNOW.
>> Muscle Man: HEY, COMPLETELY
RANDOM STRANGERS, COME TO THIS
CHICK'S PARTY!
>> Mordecai: ALL RIGHT, LET'S
CLEAN THIS PLACE UP.
>> Eileen: BUT WHAT IF IT REALLY
CAN'T BE CLEANED?
>> Rigby: PBHT!
THAT WAS JUST REVERSE
PSYCHOLOGY.
CLASSIC BENSON.
>> Mordecai: YEAH, WE'LL HAVE
THIS CLEANED UP IN NO TIME.
>> Both: WH-O-O-O-OA!
>> Mordecai:
DUDE, WE GOT TO HURRY UP.
MARGARET'S ALMOST HERE.
>> Rigby: LOOK, MAN, YOU'RE MY
BRO.
I'M HAPPY TO HELP MY BRO.
BUT THIS PLACE IS CRAZY!
IT WON'T STAY CLEAN!
IT'S MESSING WITH MY HEAD!
THAT BANNER!
I HATE YOU, CHARLENE!
>> ENOUGH!
>> Both:
>> Rigby: WHAT'S GOIN' ON?!
EVENING, FOOLS.
>> Mordecai: WHO ARE YOU?
>> I'M JOHNNY EMP'R'R. OWW!
AND THIS IS COOL SHADE AND MY
MAN, DARYL.
WE ARE THE GUARDIANS OF THIS
BALLROOM.
AHOO, AND Y'ALL ARE DISTURBING
THIS SACRED GROUND.
>> Mordecai: WHAT?
>> Rigby: DUDE, WE'RE JUST
TRYING TO CLEAN IT!
>> THEY DON'T GET IT, J.E.
>> YEAH!
THIS IS HOW WE LIKE IT AROUND
HERE.
YOU SEE, IN 1985, WE THREW THE
BEST PARTY EVER RIGHT HERE IN
THIS BALLROOM.
A PARTY SO FRESH, WE DECIDED TO
LEAVE IT IN THIS STATE AS A
MONUMENT TO OUR PARTYING LEGACY.
>> WHOO!
>> OH, YEAH!
>> Mordecai: BUT WE NEED TO
PARTY HERE TONIGHT!
>> HOOOO!
ABSOLUTELY NOT!
WHO PARTIES ON A TUESDAY,
ANYWAY, MAN?
NO CLASS.
>> Mordecai: YOU GUYS DON'T
UNDERSTAND.
AFTER TONIGHT, WE WON'T GET TO
SEE OUR FRIEND MARGARET FOR A
LONG TIME!
IT'S REALLY IMPORTANT TO ME --
I-I MEAN US!
>> OOW!
TRYING TO SET UP THE ULTIMATE
PARTY FOR YOUR GIRL.
>> NOBLE.
>> VERY WELL.
IF YOU PROVE YOU CAN PARTY
HARDER THAN WE DID -- WHICH IS
IMPOSSIBLE -- YOU MAY USE THE
BALLROOM.
>> All: HMM-HMM HMM HMM-HMM.
>> Mordecai: LET'S GO CRAZY.
>> HIT IT!
PROCEED.
>> Rigby: IT'S GO TIME!
>> Eileen: WHOO! YEAH, RIGBY!
>> Mordecai: GO, RIGBY!
>> WHAT WAS THAT?
COOL SHADE, SCHOOL THESE FOOLS!
>> HOI!
>> WHOO!
>> ALL RIGHT! DOWN LOW!
>> Mordecai: THAT WAS ALL RIGHT.
>> Eileen: EILEEN'S TURN.
>> Rigby: YEAH! GO, EILEEN!
>> Mordecai: GO, EILEEN!
>> HA! I'VE SEEN BETTER MOVES AT
A FUNERAL.
>> HOI!
>> Rigby: DUDE, BUST OUT YOUR
ROBOT!
>> Mordecai: PREPARE TO WITNESS
PERFECTION.
>> Both: WHOO-HOO! GO, MORDECAI!
>> SLOPPY, SLOPPY.
>> Rigby: DELUSIONAL!
>> Eileen: DUDE, BIASED!
>> NOW WATCH THE EMP'R'R!
HOI!
>> Mordecai: HEY, COME ON!
>> Rigby: DUDE!
>> Mordecai: YOU GUYS ARE DOING
THE SAME MOVES OVER AND OVER
AGAIN!
>> WHAT?!
THESE MOVES ARE AS FRESH AS THE
DECADE FROM WHENCE THEY CAME!
>> Mordecai: YOUR '80s MOVES
BLOW, MAN.
>> THIS PARTYING WAR JUST TURNED
COLD.
MR. DARYL, MR. COOL SHADE, LET'S
TEAR DOWN THIS HALL.
>> * OH, YEAH
* HIT ME LIKE LIGHTNING
* EVERYBODY WAS FRIGHTENING
* ALL THE MUSIC WAS SOOTHING
* AND THEY ALL STARTED
GROOVING *
* YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH
* AND THE MAN AT THE BACK SAID,
"EVERYONE, ATTACK" *
* AND IT TURNED INTO A BALLROOM
BLITZ *
* AND THE GIRL IN THE CORNER
SAID, "BOY, I WANNA WARN YA *
* IT'LL TURNED INTO A BALLROOM
BLITZ" *
* BALLROOM BLITZ
>> Margaret: PARKSIDE LUXE
BALLROOM.
>> Mordecai: HUH?
AAH!
MARGARET'S OUTSIDE!
>> Rigby: WHAT DO WE DO?!
JUST AS WELL.
WE SCHOOLIN' YOU PRETTY BAD.
>> YEAH, YOUR MOVES DON'T GOT NO
'80s EFFECTS OR HAND CLAPS OR
NOTHIN'.
>> PREPARE YOURSELVES FOR THE
FINISHING MOVES.
>> HOI!
>> * OH, OH
>> All: AAH!
>> Rigby: WE'RE GONNA DIE!
>> All: AAH!
HUH?
>> Mordecai: CHARLENE?
SO NO MORTAL'S EVER SEEN THAT,
HUH?
>> NO WAY!
>> Mordecai: NOT EVEN CHARLENE?
>> SHE WAS SUPPOSED TO.
THIS PARTY WAS FOR HER.
BUT WE PARTIED SO HARD AND SO
LATE, OUR BODIES GAVE OUT BEFORE
WE COULD SHOW HER.
>> BUT THAT'S WHY THIS
BALLROOM'S GOT TO STAY THIS
WAY -- 'CAUSE SHE'S COMING
BACK SOMEDAY.
>> Mordecai: DUDE, NO.
SHE ISN'T COMING BACK.
'CAUSE THE PARTY'S GOT TO STOP
SOMEDAY.
MY FRIEND MARGARET KNOWS THAT.
IF WE CAN'T USE THIS BALLROOM
TONIGHT, WE MAY NEVER BE ABLE TO
PARTY WITH HER AGAIN.
>> HEY, BLUE MAN, THIS LADY --
SHE SOUNDS PRETTY IMPORTANT TO
YOU.
>> Mordecai: SHE IS.
>> THEN PROMISE US SOMETHING --
PARTY WITH HER TONIGHT.
>> Mordecai: I WILL.
>> PARTYING ON A TUESDAY, OOH!
WORTHY.
>> Muscle Man:
>> Margaret:
>> All: SURPRISE!
>> Margaret: THIS IS AMAZING.
>> Mordecai: ALL OF THESE PEOPLE
CAME TO WISH YOU LUCK ON YOUR
STUDIES.
>> Margaret: THANKS SO MUCH, YOU
GUYS.
>> Eileen: OH, IT WAS ALL
MORDECAI'S IDEA.
>> Rigby: YEAH.
HE DESERVES ALL THE CREDIT.
>> Mordecai: HEH, WELL, YEAH,
YOU KNOW, WE WON'T BE ABLE TO
HANG OUT FOR A WHILE, SO I -- I
JUST, HEH -- I JUST WANTED IT TO
BE SPECIAL, YOU KNOW?
>> Margaret: THAT'S SWEET, BUT
YOU DON'T NEED TO WORRY.
I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE.
>> Mordecai: AWESOME.
>> Muscle Man: PAR-TAY!
>> Mordecai: HUH?
>> OH, MAN, WE SHOULD HAVE
STARTED PARTYING ON TUESDAYS
YEARS AGO!
>> WORD.
>> Rigby: MUSCLE MAN, THERE IS
NO WAY YOU'RE GONNA PULL THIS
OFF.
>> Muscle Man: I SWEAR.
I'VE DONE IT BEFORE.
>> Both: PSH.
>> Muscle Man: WATCH ME!
>> Mordecai: WHOA!
>> Rigby: WOW!
>> Benson: WHY WOULD YOU DO
THAT?!
>> Muscle Man: WE WERE JUST --
>> Benson: WHY WOULD YOU LIGHT
OFF A 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!
>> Mordecai: DUDE, YOU BETTER BE
ABLE TO GET THOSE FIREWORKS.
>> Muscle Man: DON'T WORRY.
WE'LL GET THEM.
>> Rigby: DUDE, NO WAY!
IS THIS WHERE THEY MAKE
SOUTH OF THE LINE CHILE
RELLENOS?
>> Mordecai: OH, YEAH.
I HEARD ABOUT THOSE.
THESE ARE THE REALLY SPICY ONES,
RIGHT?
>> Muscle Man: YEAH.
MY BOY HECTOR RUNS THIS PLACE.
>> Rigby: SO THEY SELL FIREWORKS
HERE?
>> Muscle Man: YEAH, BUT IT'S
JUST A LITTLE BUSINESS HE'S GOT
GOING ON THE SIDE, SO KEEP IT ON
THE DL.
ALL RIGHT, YOU GUYS JUST STAY
PUT AND DON'T GO ANYWHERE.
I'LL BE RIGHT BACK.
>> ARE YOU LOOKING FOR
SOMETHING, FRIEND?
>> Muscle Man: UM, I'M HERE TO
SEE HECTOR.
OH, MAN.
>> Rigby: LET GO OF ME!
DUDE, WHAT'S GOING ON?
>> Muscle Man: JUST KEEP YOUR
MOUTH SHUT.
HEY, HECTOR.
MUSCLE MAN!
IT'S GOOD TO SEE YOU, HERMANO.
WHY DON'T YOU NEVER COME TO
VISIT ME, HUH?
>> Muscle Man: I --
>> WHO ARE YOU FRIENDS?
>> Muscle Man: OH, IT'S JUST A
COUPLE OF...
FRIENDS FROM THE PARK.
>> OH.
WELL, WELCOME, FRIENDS FROM THE
PARK.
>> Rigby: HEY, DUDE.
>> Mordecai: NICE TO MEET YOU.
>> SO, TELL ME.
TO WHAT DO I OWE THIS PLEASURE?
AH, LET ME GUESS.
YOU'RE HERE FOR SOME OF THE
WORLD'S SPICIEST CHILE RELLENOS.
>> Muscle Man: UH, THANKS,
HECTOR.
BUT WE WERE ACTUALLY WONDERING
IF WE COULD GET SOME FIREWORKS?
>> SOME WHAT?
>> Muscle Man: UM, JUST SOME
FIREWORKS?
>> I DON'T THINK I HEARD HIM
CORRECTLY.
DID YOU HEAR WHAT HE JUST SAID?
>> HE SAID "FIREWORKS."
>> OH, FIREWORKS.
YOU COME HERE ASKING ME FOR
FIREWORKS ON THE FOURTH OF
JULY?!
>> Muscle Man: LOOK, WE SCREWED
UP AND BLEW ALL OF OUR FIREWORKS
BY ACCIDENT.
>> SO YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST
COME TO YOUR UNCLE HECTOR, AND
HE'LL BAIL YOU OUT, HUH?
I UNDERSTAND.
PEOPLE MAKE MISTAKES, AND I AM A
REASONABLE MAN.
ENRIQUE.
DOES THIS PLEASE YOU?
>> All: OH, YES.
>> Muscle Man: THAT'S PERFECT.
THANK YOU, HECTOR.
>> THEN HAND IT OVER.
WHERE IS THE REST?
>> Muscle Man: WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
IT'S ALL THERE.
>> BUT THESE ARE LAST-MINUTE
FIREWORKS.
IT'S GONNA COST YOU DOUBLE.
>> Muscle Man: BUT THAT'S ALL WE
HAVE.
>> IT'S ONE BOX MINIMUM.
YOU CAN'T AFFORD IT, THEN GET
OUT OF MY PLACE OF BUSINESS.
>> Rigby: HOW ABOUT YOU JUST
GIVE US THAT ONE BIG ONE OVER
THERE?
YOU WANT TO BUY "EL DIABLO"?
LET ME TELL YOU A LITTLE STORY
ABOUT EL DIABLO.
IT HAS BEEN PROPHESIZED THAT IF
IT IS EVER LIT, IT WILL KILL ME.
SO, NO, IT IS NOT FOR SALE.
>> Muscle Man:
COME ON, HECTOR, PLEASE!
YOU'VE GOT TO HOOK US UP WITH
THE FIREWORKS!
WE'LL DO ANYTHING!
GET OFF OF ME, YOU FILTHY DOG!
ALL RIGHT, YOU WANT THE
FIREWORKS SO BAD, HERE.
IF YOU DELIVER THIS PACKAGE WITH
NO QUESTIONS ASKED, I WILL GIVE
YOU THAT BOX OF FIREWORKS.
>> Muscle Man: OH, THANK YOU,
HECTOR.
THANK YOU.
ALL RIGHT, LET'S DO THIS.
>> CAN I HELP YOU?
>> Muscle Man: WE'RE HERE TO
DELIVER A PACKAGE FOR ARMANDO.
>> WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH YOU?
I GOT A QUOTA HERE.
YOU'RE COSTING ME MONEY.
WHAT?
>> Muscle Man: ARMANDO?
>> YEAH.
>> Muscle Man: PACKAGE DELIVERY
FROM HECTOR.
>> OH.
YEAH, COME ON IN.
JUST WAIT HERE FOR A MINUTE.
I'VE GOT SOMETHING FOR YOU TO
DELIVER TO HECTOR.
>> Mordecai: UH, WE KIND OF HAVE
TO GET GOING.
>> YEAH, HAVE A SEAT.
YEAH, HAVE A SEAT.
KEEP GOING!
WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH YOU?!
YOU'RE LAZY!
>> Hi Five Ghost: HA HA! OH.
NICE DOGGY.
>> Rigby: FORGET THIS.
I'M GONNA GO FIND THIS DUDE.
>> Mordecai: RIGBY, WAIT.
>> All: DUDE, NO! DON'T!
>> Rigby: WHOA.
THEY'RE PUTTING GUNPOWDER IN THE
SOUTH OF THE LINE CHILE
RELLENOS!
>> I TOLD YOU TO WAIT!
>> Rigby: DUDE, WHAT'S GOING ON?
>> TSK. TSK. TSK.
LOOKS LIKE SOMEBODY STUCK THEIR
NOSES WHERE THEY DON'T BELONG.
>> Muscle Man: HECTOR, WE CAN
EXPLAIN.
>> NO, LET ME EXPLAIN SOMETHING
TO YOU, AMIGO.
THE F.D.A. ALLOWS 0% GUNPOWDER
IN EACH CHILE RELLENO.
DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH GUNPOWDER
IS IN EACH SOUTH OF THE LINE
CHILE RELLENO?
500%.
>> Muscle Man: WE'RE NOT GONNA
TELL THE F.D.A., HECTOR.
>> I KNOW YOU'RE NOT GONNA TELL
THE F.D.A., 'CAUSE WE'RE GONNA
BLOW YOU INTO A MILLION LITTLE
MUSCLE-MAN PIECES.
>> Mordecai: HECTOR, YOU DON'T
HAVE TO DO THIS.
>> OH, DON'T WORRY.
IT'S NO TROUBLE, REALLY.
HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY.
>> Mordecai: MUSCLE MAN
HOW DO YOU EVEN KNOW THIS GUY?
>> Rigby: YEAH, YOU GOT US INTO
THIS, MUSCLE MAN.
>> Hi Five Ghost: WHAT ARE WE
GONNA DO?
>> Muscle Man: I GOT AN IDEA.
FOLLOW MY LEAD.
STAND.
NOW TURN AROUND.
>> STOP THEM!
COME ON. COME ON!
>> Mordecai: LET'S GO!
>> GIVE ME THE KEYS!
>> Muscle Man: LET'S GO.
LET'S GO!
>> GET THEM!
>> Rigby: WE'RE NOT GONNA MAKE
IT!
>> Muscle Man:
>> HEY, WHAT'S GOING ON?
WHY AREN'T THEY STARTING YET?
>> YEAH, IT'S SUNDOWN!
>> Benson: I'M GOING TO ASK YOU
TO PLEASE REMAIN PATIENT.
THE FIREWORKS SHOW WILL COMMENCE
SHORTLY.
GAAHHHHHHHHHH!
I KNEW I COULDN'T TRUST THEM.
WHERE HAVE YOU GUYS BEEN?
I TOLD YOU TO GET HERE BEFORE
THE SHOW.
>> Mordecai: SORRY IT TOOK SO
LONG.
>> Muscle Man: WE'RE GOOD TO GO.
RACK 'EM AND STACK 'EM.
>> Benson: WAIT.
WHERE'S THE REST OF THE
FIREWORKS?
>> Muscle Man: THAT'S ALL WE
COULD GET.
>> Benson: YOU GUYS ONLY GOT ONE
FIREWORK?
>> Rigby: THAT'S NOT JUST ANY
FIREWORK.
>> Benson: THIS WASN'T THE DEAL.
YOU GUYS WERE SUPPOSED TO
REPLACE THE ONES THAT YOU SET
OFF THIS MORNING.
THAT'S IT. I'M CALLING IT OFF.
YOU GUYS ARE ALL FIRED!
>> Muscle Man: AW, COME ON,
BENSON.
>> UNH-UNH-UNH.
HAND IT OVER.
>> Benson: WHO ARE YOU?
>> I'M THE GUY WHOSE BUSINESS
YOUR EMPLOYEES JUST DESTROYED.
I'M ALSO THE GUY WHO'S GONNA
BLOW YOU ALL SKY-HIGH...
WITH THIS.
STARTING WITH YOU, JEFE.
>> Muscle Man: MAN, WHAT ARE WE
GONNA DO?
>> Mordecai: I THINK I GOT AN
IDEA.
HEY, HECTOR.
YOUR CHILE RELLENOS ARE THE
LEAST SPICY CHILE RELLENOS IN
THE WORLD.
>> WHAT?
>> Rigby: YEAH, THEY'RE NOT EVEN
WORLD-RENOWNED.
>> Muscle Man: NOBODY'S EVEN
HEARD ABOUT THEM, HECTOR.
>> Hi Five Ghost: AND ALL THE
PEOPLE THAT HAVE HEARD ABOUT
THEM DON'T EVEN THINK THEY'RE
SPICY.
>> SOUTH OF THE LINE CHILE
RELLENOS ARE THE SPICIEST, MOST
WORLD-RENOWNED CHILE RELLENOS IN
THE WORLD!
>> Mordecai: NOW!
>> NO! THE PROPHECY!
SHE'S EVEN MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN I
COULD HAVE EVER IMAGINED.
>> HECTOR.
>> NO!
AAH!
OHH! AAH!
AAH!
>> Benson:
ALL RIGHT, YOU GUYS.
SOMEHOW YOU MANAGED TO TOP LAST
YEAR'S FIREWORKS SHOW, SO I
GUESS I'M NOT GONNA FIRE YOU.
>> 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!
>> Muscle Man: DON'T WORRY.
I KNOW A GUY WHO'S GOT THE
HOOKUP ON REAL CHEAP SOD.