>> Both: [ BEAT BOXING ]
>> Mordecai: EGGS AND SAUSAGE,
HOT SAUCE AND KETCHUP -- NOW,
THAT'S WHAT I CALL A HEALTHY BIG
BREAKFAST!
>> Rigby: WORRIED 'BOUT YOUR
THIGHS?
PUT THE MAYONNAISE ON THE SIDE.
I SAID MAYONNAISE ON THE SIDE!
WHY YOU STARIN' AT MY THIGHS?!
>> Mordecai: ON THE SIDE, I KEEP
MY MAYO.
ALL MY PEOPLE, SAY HEY-O!
[ BOTH LAUGH ]
YEAH, I HATE MAYO.
>> Margaret: NO, IT'S COOL.
IT'S FINE. YEAH, NO.
NO, I'LL FIGURE IT OUT.
'KAY, BYE.
[ TELEPHONE BEEPS ]
[ SIGHS ]
>> Rigby: DUDE, MARGARET, THESE
EGGS ARE GOOD!
GOT ANY EXTRA MAYO?
>> Mordecai: WHAT'S WRONG?
>> Margaret: MY FRIEND TANYA
JUST BAILED ON ME.
SHE WAS SUPPOSED TO GIVE ME A
RIDE TO THE AIRPORT.
>> Mordecai: WAIT.
YOU'RE GOING ON A TRIP?
>> Margaret: YEAH.
DIDN'T I TELL YOU?
IT'S JUST THIS --
I'M GOING TO CHECK OUT THIS
UNIVERSITY UPSTATE.
WELL, I'D PROBABLY NEVER EVEN
GET IN, BUT --
>> Mordecai: WOW. A UNIVERSITY.
>> Rigby: I THOUGHT YOU WERE
ALREADY IN SCHOOL.
>> Margaret: YEAH, THE COMMUNITY
COLLEGE.
BUT I'M JUST GETTING MY GENERAL
STUDIES OUT OF THE WAY SO I CAN
TRANSFER AND FOCUS ON WHAT I
REALLY WANT TO DO.
HEY, SORRY.
I GOT TO FIGURE THIS OUT.
MY INTERVIEW WITH THE UNIVERSITY
IS FIRST THING TOMORROW, SO I
CAN'T MISS MY FLIGHT TONIGHT.
>> Mordecai: HEY, MARGARET.
I CAN TAKE YOU.
>> Margaret: REALLY?
>> Mordecai: YEAH, SURE.
I'LL GIVE YOU A RIDE.
>> Margaret: OH, MY GOSH.
THANK YOU. YOU'RE A LIFE SAVER!
>> Mordecai: EH...
[ SCOFFS ]
>> Margaret: WAIT.
ARE YOU SURE YOU WANT TO GIVE ME
A RIDE, AND NOT BECAUSE YOU BET
SOMEONE YOU COULD, OR --
>> Mordecai: [ SCOFFS ]
WHAT? COME ON. WHEN HAVE I --
BE QUIET.
LOOK -- NO BETS, NO NOTHING.
I JUST WANT TO HELP YOU OUT.
>> Margaret: 'CAUSE I JUST NEED
A SIMPLE RIDE TO THE AIRPORT.
WE LEAVE EARLY, GET THERE WITH
PLENTY OF TIME.
NO GETTING OFF TRACK.
NO CRAZINESS.
>> Mordecai: TRUST ME. I GOT IT.
>> Margaret: OKAY.
[ CHUCKLES ]
SORRY. THANK YOU SO MUCH.
THIS IS REALLY NICE OF YOU,
MORDECAI.
>> Mordecai: NO PROBLEM.
>> Margaret: PICK ME UP IN FRONT
OF THE MAIN BUILDING AT 6:00.
>> Mordecai: 6:00. GOT IT.
>> Margaret: I'M GONNA SEE IF
THERE ARE ANY OLD CINNAMON ROLLS
LEFT FOR YOU.
>> Mordecai: YEA-YEAH!
>> Benson: YES, MR. MAELLARD.
I'M SORRY, SIR.
>> Mordecai: BENSON?
>> Benson: ABSOLUTELY.
I'M WORKING ON IT RIGHT NOW.
OF COURSE, SIR. I --
[ SIGHS ]
WHAT IS IT, MORDECAI?
>> Mordecai: UH...
YOU REDECORATE IN HERE?
HA! I KNEW IT!
NEW POSTER, RIGHT?
HA. REALLY COOL.
CAN I BORROW THE CART?
>> Benson: WHAT?
SHOULDN'T YOU BE WORKING?
I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO RAKE THE
LEAVES.
>> Mordecai: OH. YEAH, YEAH.
I FINISHED THAT.
[ CHUCKLES ]
CAN I BORROW THE CART?
>> Benson: WHAT?!
>> Mordecai: CAN I BORROW THE
CART?
>> Benson: LOOK, I'M BUSY.
WHAT DO YOU WANT? SPEAK UP!
>> Mordecai: [ SIGHS ]
CAN I BORROW THE CART?
>> Benson: NO.
BUT YOU CAN BORROW MY CAR.
>> Mordecai: REALLY?!
>> Benson: MY CAR'S IN THE SHOP
GETTING SOME WORK DONE.
CALM DOWN!
IT'S JUST BEING DETAILED.
ANYWAY, IF YOU GO PICK IT UP,
YOU CAN BORROW IT.
>> Mordecai: I CAN TOTALLY DO
THAT.
THANKS, BENSON.
YOU'RE THE BEST.
>> Benson: EH, SAVES ME THE
TRIP.
HERE'S THE ADDRESS.
>> Mordecai: DOWNTOWN?!
HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO GET ALL
THE WAY OVER THERE?!
>> Benson: I HOPE YOU GOT GOOD
WALKING SHOES!
YES, MR. MAELLARD.
>> Mordecai: UGH!
HEY. EXCUSE ME.
IS THERE A QUICK WAY THROUGH
MID-TOWN?
>> WELL, SURE.
THE FASTEST WAY IS THROUGH 7th.
>> Mordecai: COOL. 7th. THANKS.
>> BUT I WOULDN'T GO THROUGH
THAT PART OF TOWN.
[ SIREN WAILS ]
[ CELLPHONE RINGS ]
>> Mordecai: HELLO?
>> Margaret: Mordecai.
What's up?
>> Mordecai: MARGARET! HEY. HI.
HOW'S IT GOING?
>> Margaret: Good!
Just heading to my class.
>> Mordecai: OH, YEAH?
>> HEY.
HEY, WHERE YOU GOIN', MAN?
HEY, IS THAT A CELLPHONE?!
>> NO CELLPHONES, MAN.
CAN'T YOU READ?
>> Mordecai: DON'T HAVE ANY
CHANGE, MAN.
SORRY.
JUST SOME DUDES YELLING
SOMETHING.
>> Margaret: Hey, so, you're
still cool to pick me up later,
yeah?
>> Mordecai: YEAH!
WE'RE ALL SET.
>> Margaret: Awesome.
You know, I really appreciate
this.
The people you can count on for
rides to the airport, those are
the most important people in
your life.
>> Mordecai: YEAH, EXACTLY!
>> Margaret: I mean, I don't
know why I didn't just ask you
in the first place.
>> Mordecai: YEAH, I KNOW.
HEY, CAN YOU HOLD ON A SEC?
HEY, GUYS. WHAT'S UP?
>> DIDN'T YOU HEAR MY BOYS
EARLIER?
NO CELLPHONES.
>> Mordecai: WHAT? WHY NOT?
>> NOBODY TALKS BACK TO
THE WICKETS!
>> Mordecai: "THE WICKEDS"?
>> WICKETS! WICKETS!
DON'T YOU PLAY CROQUET?!
>> Mordecai: OKAY, THE WICKETS!
I'M SORRY!
>> ACTUALLY, "THE WICKEDS" KIND
OF SOUNDS TOUGHER, REALLY.
>> WELL, WHAT ABOUT "THE WICKED
WICKETS"?
THAT SOUNDS PRETTY COOL.
>> QUIET!
WE'LL DISCUSS IT AT OUR NEXT
GENERAL MEETING!
I GUESS YOU'RE NOT FROM AROUND
HERE, BUT THIS IS OUR TURF!
AND NOBODY USES CELLPHONES ON
OUR TURF!
>> All: YEAH!
>> Margaret: Mordecai, whose
voice is that?
>> Mordecai: WHAT? UH, JUST --
NOBODY.
>> OH, HE THINKS WE'RE NOBODIES.
>> Mordecai: LOOK, GUYS.
I'M JUST TRYING TO GET TO THE
MECHANIC'S.
>> Margaret: Mordecai, are you
in trouble?
>> Mordecai: [ CHUCKLES ] WHAT?
TROUBLE? NO.
>> YOU DON'T WANT TROUBLE?
THEN DON'T BREAK THE RULES!
>> Mordecai: WHAT HAVE YOU GOT
AGAINST CELLPHONES?
>> THEY'RE RUDE!
>> Mordecai: I GOT TO GO.
I'LL SEE YOU SOON.
>> Margaret: See you at 6:00.
>> Mordecai: BYE.
>> SMART KID.
LET THIS BE A WARNING TO YOU,
MORDECAI.
NO CELLPHONES IN OUR TERRITORY!
GOT IT?
NOBODY CROSSES THE WICKETS!
[ Echoing ] WICKETS! WICKETS!
>> Mordecai: [ PANTING ]
[ TOOLS WHIRRING ]
FINALLY.
[ TOOLS CLINKING ]
>> CAN I HELP YOU?
>> Mordecai: YEAH.
I'M PICKING UP THE WAGON.
IS IT ALL SET?
>> YEAH. THE KEYS ARE --
YOU'RE NOT BENSON.
>> Mordecai: NO, I'M MORDECAI.
I WORK FOR BEN--
>> ONLY OWNER CAN PICK UP CAR.
>> Mordecai: WHAT?
BUT BENSON SENT ME!
>> RULES ARE RULES.
>> Mordecai: DUDE, COME ON.
I HAVE TO GIVE THIS GIRL A RIDE
TO THE AIRPORT, AND I'M ALREADY
RUNNING LATE!
>> I WISH I HAD GIRL PROBLEMS.
>> Mordecai: UGH!
[ Dialing ]
>> Benson: Hello?
>> Mordecai: BENSON, I'M AT THE
MECHANICS.
HE WON'T LET ME TAKE YOUR CAR
'CAUSE I'M NOT YOU!
>> Benson: Fine.
I'll just pick it up tomorrow.
>> Mordecai: NO!
I NEED TO BORROW IT NOW!
REMEMBER?
>> Benson: [ Sighs ]
Put me on speaker.
>> Mordecai: HEY, BENSON WANTS
TO TALK TO YOU.
>> HELLO?
>> Benson: Listen, Raymond.
Can you please just give
Mordecai my car?
>> BENSON, RULES IS RULES!
>> Benson: Look, I'm too busy to
go down there.
Some of us have real jobs!
>> OH, WHAT?
RAYMOND DON'T HAVE REAL JOB?!
>> Benson: If the coveralls fit!
>> Mordecai: OH, GEEZ.
>> LISTEN.
WHO DO YOU THINK FIXED YOUR CAR?
>> [ Singsong ] MORDECAI, PUT
YOUR PHONE AWAY.
>> Benson: Sure, sure.
[ CLINKING ]
>> MORDECAI, PUT YOUR PHONE
AWAY!
>> Mordecai: [ GASPS ]
>> MORDECAI, PUT YOUR PHONE
AWAY.
[ CLINKING CONTINUES ]
MORDECAI, PUT YOUR PHONE AWAY!
MORDECAI, PUT YOUR PHONE AWAY!!
>> OH, YEAH?
[ GASPS ]
THE WICKETS!
[ SCREAMS ]
>> WE WARNED YOU, MORDECAI.
>> Mordecai: LOOK, LEAVE ME
ALONE!
GO BACK TO PLAYING MINI-GOLF!
>> IT'S CROQUET!! AAH!
>> Mordecai: BENSON, I GOT TO
GO!
>> Benson: Wait.
>> Mordecai: AAH!
>> [ LAUGHS EVILLY ]
>> HEY! WICKETS!
>> HEY!
[ ENGINE TURNS OVER ]
>> Mordecai: AAH!
>> [ YELLS ]
[ TIRES SQUEALING ]
>> Mordecai: HEY, MARGARET.
LET ME HELP WITH YOUR --
>> Margaret: NO TIME!
I MESSED UP -- MY PLANE LEAVES
AT 6:30, NOT 9:30!
WE HAVE LIKE 15 MINUTES TO GET
TO THE AIRPORT!
DO YOU THINK YOU CAN DRIVE FAST?
>> Mordecai: NOT A PROBLEM.
>> [ Singsong ] MORDECAI...
>> Margaret: ARE THOSE GUYS
SAYING YOUR NAME?
>> Mordecai: WHAT?
NO, I DON'T THINK SO!
>> [ CACKLES ]
>> Margaret: [ GASPS ]
WHAT THE HECK?!
[ WHAM ]
WHAT'S GOING ON?!
>> Mordecai: OKAY.
DON'T FREAK OUT, BUT THOSE GUYS
KIND OF WANT TO KILL ME FOR
USING A CELLPHONE.
>> Margaret: WHAT?!
>> Mordecai: I CAN EXPLAIN!
>> Margaret: NO, LET ME GUESS!
YOU LOST A BET, OR DID YOU
HIJACK THIS CAR FROM SOME
ARGYLE-WEARING CRIME LORD?
>> Mordecai: IT'S BENSON'S CAR!
>> Margaret: THAT'S IT!
I'M CALLING THE COPS.
>> Mordecai: NO!
>> Margaret: [ SCREAMS ]
>> I SAID NO CELLPHONES!
[ CRUNCH ]
>> Mordecai: HANG ON.
[ BOTH SCREAM ]
>> Margaret: [ GASPS ]
>> COME ON! COME ON!
>> Margaret: UGH, THIS IS
HOPELESS!
THESE GUYS WON'T QUIT!
>> Mordecai: I WON'T QUIT,
EITHER.
>> Margaret: MORDECAI!
>> Mordecai: JUST TRUST ME.
>> Margaret: OKAY! I TRUST YOU!
[ ALL SCREAM ]
[ ALL GRUNT ]
[ TIRES SCREECH ]
[ BOTH PANTING ]
>> HEY! [ GRUNTS ]
>> Margaret: WE'RE NOT GONNA
MAKE IT!
>> Mordecai: JUMP ON!
>> BOARDING IS NOW CLOSED.
THANK YOU.
[ ALL SCREAM ]
>> Margaret: WAIT! PLEASE!
I NEED TO GET ON THIS FLIGHT!
>> [ SIGHS ]
HOLD THE GATE, PLEASE.
>> Margaret: THANK YOU!
THANK YOU!
>> Mordecai: SEE? WE MADE IT!
>> Margaret: YEAH!
LOOK -- I'M SORRY FOR ALL THAT
STUFF I SAID BEFORE.
I WAS KIND OF FREAKING OUT.
I NEVER SHOULD HAVE DOUBTED YOU.
>> Mordecai: [ SCOFFS ]
[ CHUCKLES, SCOFFS ]
IT'S NO BIG DEAL.
>> Margaret: I'M SERIOUS!
YOU'RE ALWAYS THERE FOR ME.
I GUESS --
I MEAN, THERE'S NOT A LOT OF
PEOPLE I CAN SAY THAT ABOUT.
>> MA'AM!
>> Margaret: I SHOULD GET GOING.
>> Mordecai: YEAH.
>> Margaret: WELL, SEE YOU.
>> Mordecai: YEAH.
UH, I MEAN, SEE YOU.
>> Margaret: YEAH. BYE.
>> Mordecai: UH...WAIT!
GOO-- GOOD LUCK.
>> Margaret: THANKS.
>> Mordecai: UH --
NOTHING. SORRY. SEE YOU.
>> Margaret: [ SIGH ]
SEE YOU SOON.
>> Mordecai: UH, BYE.
>> * WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS, MY
FRIENDS *
* AND WE'LL KEEP ON FIGHTING
TILL THE END *
[ GUITAR MUSIC PLAYS ]
>> Muscle Man: * YOU'RE THE
PICKLE ON -- *
NO, NO.
* YOU'RE THE CHEESE ON MY
BURGER *
UH, BURGER.
YO, BROS, WHAT RHYMES WITH
"BURGER"?
>> Rigby: SCHMURGER.
>> Muscle Man: HMM.
NOT BAD, NOT BAD.
WHAT RHYMES WITH "HOTTEST GIRL
IN THE WORLD"?
>> Mordecai: DUDE, MUSCLE MAN,
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
WHY DON'T YOU HELP US?
>> Muscle Man: I'M BUSY WRITING
A SONG FOR STARLA.
TODAY MARKS A SPECIAL DAY IN THE
HISTORY OF OUR RELATIONSHIP.
IT'S THE ANNIVERSARY OF WHEN WE
FIRST MADE OUT, AND I WANT IT TO
BE REALLY SPECIAL FOR STARLA.
THAT'S WHY I'M GONNA CALL
K.I.L.I.T. RADIO AND GET
DJ DONNY G. TO PLAY MY SONG AND
GIVE A SHOUT-OUT TO STARLA.
>> Mordecai: DUDE, THAT'S NOT
GONNA WORK.
>> Muscle Man: NO, SHE'LL
TOTALLY HEAR IT 'CAUSE SHE
LISTENS TO THE RADIO LIKE EVERY
NIGHT.
>> Mordecai: NO, DUDE.
DONNY G. DOESN'T PLAY AMATEUR
MUSIC.
>> Rigby: YEAH, HE DOESN'T EVEN
TAKE REQUESTS ANYMORE.
>> Mordecai: YOU'RE WASTING YOUR
TIME.
>> Rigby: THERE'S NO WAY HE'S
GONNA PLAY YOUR SONG.
>> Muscle Man: WE'LL SEE ABOUT
THAT.
[ Telephone rings ]
>> HELLO.
THIS IS K.I.L.I.T. RADIO.
>> Muscle Man: YEAH, I'D LIKE
DONNY G. TO PLAY MY --
>> TO TALK TO A K.I.L.I.T.
REPRESENTATIVE, PRESS ZERO.
ARE YOU CALLING IN REGARDS TO A
SONG YOU HEARD?
>> Muscle Man: NO.
I WANT TO TALK TO SOMEBODY!
ZERO! ZERO! ZERO!
>> I'M TRANSFERRING YOU TO OUR
BILINGUAL SYSTEM.
>> Muscle Man: NO!
ZERO! ZERO! ZERO!
>> HOLA.
LLAMASTE RADIO K.I.L.I.T.
>> [ GROANS ]
I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU'RE
SAYING!
[ SCREAMING ]
>> Mordecai: DUDE, MUSCLE MAN,
CALM DOWN.
>> Muscle Man: [ GROANS ]
I'M A FAILURE OF A BOYFRIEND.
I CAN'T EVEN DO SOMETHING
SPECIAL FOR MY GIRL.
>> Mordecai: WHY DON'T WE JUST
GO DOWN TO THE RADIO STATION AND
FIND SOMEBODY TO TALK TO?
>> Rigby: YEAH, MAYBE SOMEONE
THERE CAN HELP YOU.
>> Muscle Man: YOU'RE RIGHT,
BROS.
I NEED TO TAKE THIS TO THE
SOURCE.
[ TIRES SCREECH ]
[ BEEP ]
>> WELCOME TO K.I.L.I.T. RADIO.
DO YOU HAVE AN APPOINTMENT?
>> Muscle Man: UH, NO, BUT --
>> YOU NEED AN APPOINTMENT TO
ENTER.
GOOD DAY.
K.I.L.I.T. RADIO.
>> Muscle Man: LOOK, I JUST WANT
TO TALK TO SOMEONE.
>> DO YOU HAVE AN APPOINTMENT?
>> Muscle Man: NO, I HAVE
THIS --
>> GOOD DAY.
>> Muscle Man: CAN YOU BELIEVE
THIS PLACE?!
>> Mordecai: SORRY, MUSCLE MAN.
>> Rigby: WAIT, WHO'S THAT?
>> Muscle Man: DUDES, I THINK
THAT'S DONNY G.
>> Mordecai: WHAT?
THAT'S NOT HIM.
>> Muscle Man: DUDE, IT'S HIM.
>> Rigby: YEAH, I THINK IT IS
HIM.
>> Muscle Man: WATCH.
YO, DONNY G.!
[ DOOR CLOSES ]
SEE?
WHOO, DONNY G.!
I CAN'T BELIEVE IT.
MY NAME'S MITCH.
BIG FAN.
>> THA-- THANKS, MAN.
>> Muscle Man: LISTEN, I NEED A
BIG FAVOR.
I WROTE THIS SONG FOR MY
GIRLFRIEND, STARLA.
CAN YOU HAVE THEM PLAY IT ON THE
AIR TONIGHT?
>> UH...
>> Muscle Man: IT WOULD MEAN SO
MUCH TO ME.
>> YEAH, OKAY, SURE.
I'LL GIVE IT A WHIRL.
>> Muscle Man: AND DO AN
OLD-FASHIONED SHOUT-OUT?
>> HEY, WHY NOT?
>> Muscle Man: WHOO!
OH, MAN, STARLA'S GONNA BE SO
STOKED.
THANKS, DONNY, YOU'RE THE BEST.
>> NO PROBLEM, MY MAN.
>> Rigby: WELL, THAT WAS EASY.
>> Muscle Man: YEAH, WE TOTALLY
GOT THE HOOKUP FROM DONNY G.
MAN, I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE
STARLA'S FACE TONIGHT.
SHE'S GONNA BE REAL
APPRECIATIVE.
[ GASPS ]
OH, NO, BRO.
YO, DONNY!
DONNY G.!
>> LOOK, MAN, IT'S NOT WHAT YOU
THINK.
>> Muscle Man: IT IS WHAT I
THINK 'CAUSE I SAW YOU.
I USED TO THINK YOU WERE COOL.
YOU KNOW SOMETHING?
A CD PLAYER COULD DO YOUR JOB.
BUT YOU KNOW WHAT?
I STILL HAVE A VOICE.
AND THIS VOICE ON THIS TAPE
WON'T BE SILENCED BY YOU.
>> Shh! Shh! Shh!
>> Muscle Man: I SAID I WON'T BE
SILENCED!
>> OKAY, OKAY.
BUT WE CAN'T TALK HERE.
I'M SORRY FOR THE SECRECY.
IT'S NOT SAFE TO TALK BACK AT
THE RADIO STATION.
LOOK, MITCH, YOU WERE RIGHT
ABOUT EVERYTHING YOU SAID BACK
THERE.
THE FACT OF THE MATTER IS I
HAVEN'T PLAYED A SONG IN A LONG
TIME.
BACK IN THE DAY, K.I.L.I.T. WAS
RUN BY THE BEST DEEJAYS AROUND.
WE WERE THE HEART AND SOUL OF
THE STATION, AND WE LOVED EVERY
MINUTE OF IT.
THIS IS DJ DONNY G., AND WE GOT
THE 9:00 POWER ROCK BLOCK COMING
UP NEXT FOR Y'ALL.
BUT FIRST, A SHOUT-OUT TO
CHARLES Z. FROM WENDY R. -- LOVE
YOU, BABE.
'CAUSE THAT'S HOW WE KILL IT!
THINGS WERE GOING GREAT, UNTIL
ONE DAY, THE TOP EXECUTIVES
SHOWED UP AND ENFORCED A NEW
AUTOMATED DEEJAY SYSTEM JUST SO
THEY COULD CUT THE BUDGET IN
HALF.
LITTLE DID THEY KNOW, THE SYSTEM
LEARNED TO DEEJAY AT A GEOMETRIC
RATE, AND ON AUGUST 4th,
2:14 P.M. EASTERN TIME, IT
BECAME SELF-AWARE.
THAT WAS THE DAY THE MUSIC DIED.
[ ELECTRICITY CRACKLES ]
>> [ GASPS ]
[ GRUNTING ]
[ ALL SCREAMING ]
>> STAY, DONNY.
WE HAVE A SPECIAL JOB FOR YOU.
YOU MUST STAY.
>> AS TIME WENT ON, K.I.L.I.T.
RADIO'S NEW FORMAT GREW IN
POPULARITY.
>> THIS IS K.I.L.I.T. RADIO.
CLEAN OUT YOUR EARHOLES,
DUMMIES.
>> AND AS FOR MY SPECIAL JOB...
>> NOW CLEAN ME, DONNY.
CLEAN ME.
>> Mordecai: SO, THAT'S NOT YOUR
VOICE ON THE AIR?
>> NO.
IT'S JUST A COMPUTERIZED
SIMULATION OF IT.
>> Rigby: SO, THAT'S WHY THEY
DON'T TAKE REQUESTS ANYMORE.
K.I.L.I.T. NEEDS THE HUMAN TOUCH
BACK.
IT NEEDS DJ DONNY G.
>> NAH, THOSE DAYS ARE OVER.
NOW I'M JUST DJ DONNY THE
JANITOR.
>> Muscle Man: WELL, FORGET
THAT.
YOU NEED TO GET BACK ON THE AIR.
>> AH, WHAT'S THE POINT?
>> Muscle Man: THE POINT IS NOT
TO LET SOME LAME MACHINE TELL
YOU WHAT TO DO.
RADIO SHOULD BE FOR THE PEOPLE,
BY THE PEOPLE.
>> YOU'RE RIGHT.
>> Muscle Man: I'M GLAD YOU
THINK SO, DONNY G.
'CAUSE I GOT A SONG TO PLAY, AND
YOU'RE THE ONLY MAN TO DO IT.
WHAT DO YOU SAY WE GET YOU BACK
ON THE AIR?
[ BEEP ]
>> UNKNOWN INDIVIDUALS DETECTED.
WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE, DONNY?
>> UH, THEY'RE, UH...
REPAIRMEN I HIRED TO FIX A
COUPLE OF THINGS.
CAN'T DO IT ALL MYSELF.
[ CHUCKLES ]
[ BEEPING ]
>> Rigby: IT'S ON TO US.
>> Mordecai: DUDE, BE COOL.
>> YOU MAY ENTER.
>> ALL RIGHT, BOYS, THE
TROUBLE'S DOWN IN THE BASEMENT.
LET'S GET YOU FELLAS SET UP.
OKAY, WE'LL GRAB SOME OLD
EQUIPMENT AND PATCH INTO THE
SYSTEM MANUALLY.
>> Rigby: COME ON.
>> YOU ARE PLANNING TO OVERRIDE
THE AUTOMATED BROADCAST.
>> Muscle Man: UH, NO?
>> INTRUDERS MUST BE
NEUTRALIZED.
>> Muscle Man: NOT BEFORE STARLA
HEARS MY SONG.
[ GRUNTS ]
>> WE NEED TO GET UP TO THE MAIN
BROADCAST ROOM PRONTO.
>> Rigby: AAH!
>> Mordecai: DUDE, TAKE OUT THE
CAMERAS.
>> Rigby: [ GRUNTS ]
>> Mordecai: [ GRUNTS ]
>> TO THE ELEVATOR.
>> All: AAH!
>> Muscle Man: [ SIGHS ]
>> DONNY, YOU ARE ACTING VERY
FOOLISHLY.
>> Both: [ GRUNTING ]
>> Muscle Man: [ GRUNTING ]
WE MADE IT!
[ ALL SCREAM ]
NO, BRO!
[ GRUNTS ]
>> HOLD THEM OFF WHILE I SET UP.
>> Mordecai: AAH!
>> Rigby: AAH!
>> Muscle Man: HUH?
>> OKAY, GUYS, WE'RE READY.
OOH!
>> Muscle Man: DONNY G.!
[ GROWLS ]
DONNY G.
>> MITCH.
THE TAPE, MITCH.
>> Muscle Man: WHAT DO I DO TO
PLAY THE TAPE?
>> [ GASPING ]
LEAVE IT TO ME.
>> DON'T DO IT, DONNY.
IF YOU PLAY THE TAPE, I WILL BE
FORCED TO DESTROY THE WHOLE
STATION.
>> GO.
SAVE YOURSELVES.
NO MATTER WHAT YOU HEAR, JUST
KEEP RUNNING.
>> Muscle Man: I'LL NEVER FORGET
YOU, DONNY G.
>> I'LL NEVER FORGET YOU, MITCH.
YOU GAVE ME MY LIFE BACK.
>> Muscle Man: LET'S BOOK.
>> DON'T DO IT, DONNY.
I'M THE DEEJAY NOW, REMEMBER?
>> NOW I'M GONNA SHOW YOU HOW I
KILL IT!
>> NOOO!
[ BEEPING ]
>> HEY, ALL YOU COOL CATS.
THIS IS YOUR MAIN MAN ON THE
MICROPHONE, DONNY G., COMING AT
YOU LIVE FOR ONE LAST TIME WITH
ONE LAST VERY SPECIAL REQUEST.
JOINING ME HERE AT THE
K.I.L.I.T. STUDIO IS MY MAIN MAN
MITCH, AND HE'S GOT A VERY
SPECIAL SONG FOR A VERY SPECIAL
LADY -- STARLA.
>> * I USED TO BE A LOSER
HANGING WITH MY LOSER FRIENDS *
* BUT THE FIRST TIME THAT WE
MADE OUT MADE MY NECK HAIR STAND
ON END *
* OH, STARLA
* STARLA-AH-AH-AH-AH-AH-AH
* WHEN WE KISS, IT'S LIKE MY
HEART IS SPINNING DOUGHNUTS *
* YOU'RE THE CHEESE UPON MY
BURGER *
* I'M THE MUSTARD ON YOUR BUN
* AND JUST LIKE THE PERFECT
BURGER, OUR LOVE'S NEVER
OVERDONE *
* YOU'RE THE ICE CUBE IN MY
COLA *
* I'M THE KETCHUP ON YOUR
FRIES *
* AND I'LL PUNCH THE FACE OF ANY
BRO WHO MIGHT SAY OTHERWISE *
* OH, STARLA
* BUT I KNEW YOU'D BE MY LADY
* AND I'D BE YOUR MUSCLE MAN
>> Starla: OH, MITCH!
MITCH!
YOU DID THIS ALL FOR ME?!
>> Muscle Man: I'D DO ANYTHING
FOR YOU, BABE.
DID YOU LIKE THE SONG?
>> Starla: IT WAS SO ROMANTIC.
YOU REMEMBERED THE ANNIVERSARY
OF THE FIRST TIME WE MADE OUT.
>> Muscle Man: NOT ONLY THAT.
I REMEMBERED HOW WE DID IT.
[ SMOOCHING ]
>> Mordecai: I DON'T KNOW.
THAT SONG WAS KIND OF LAME.
>> Rigby: YEAH.
BUT IT WAS PRETTY RAD HOW WE
OUTRAN THAT FIREBALL.
>> YEAH, THAT WAS LIKE A MOVIE
OR SOMETHING.