>> Margaret: I GOT INTO MY DREAM
SCHOOL.
I REALLY LIKE YOU, MORDECAI, AND
WHAT WE HAVE IS SPECIAL.
BUT I MAY NEVER GET THIS
OPPORTUNITY AGAIN.
I'M SORRY, BUT I CAN'T BE YOUR
GIRLFRIEND.
I CAN'T BE YOUR GIRLFRIEND.
GIRLFRIEND...
GIRLFRIEND...GIRLFRIEND...
>> Mordecai:
>> Rigby: MAN, LAUNDRY TAKES
FOREVER!
>> Mordecai: YOU KNOW, THIS
WOULD BE FASTER IF YOU HELPED
OUT.
>> Rigby: NAH, MAN.
YOU GOT THIS.
BESIDES, ALL YOU GOT LEFT IS ONE
SWEATER.
ONE...PINK...SWEATER.
OH, NO.
DON'T DO ANYTHING YOU'RE GONNA
REGRET.
DON'T DO IT!
>> Mordecai:
>> Rigby: DUDE, NO!
WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!
>> Mordecai: MARGARET'S...
SWEATER -- SHE LEFT IT HERE FOR
ME TO FIND.
I HAVE TO GIVE IT BACK TO HER.
>> Rigby: NO, YOU DON'T!
SHE PROBABLY HAS A TON OF THESE
THINGS.
CHICKS LOVE HOARDING CLOTHES.
IT'S A FACT.
BESIDES, IT'S NOT EVEN COLD OUT.
>> Mordecai: YEAH, BUT WHAT IF
IT'S HER FAVORITE SWEATER?
>> Rigby: COME ON.
IF SHE REALLY LIKED IT, SHE
WOULDN'T HAVE LEFT IT.
>> Mordecai: NO, DUDE.
I GOT TO GIVE IT BACK TO HER.
>> Rigby: I DON'T KNOW.
I DON'T THINK THAT'S SUCH A
GOOD IDEA.
>> Mordecai: I'LL JUST MAIL IT.
>> Rigby: UH, I GUESS MAILING
IT'S OKAY.
>> Mordecai: YEAH.
IT'S GONNA BE FINE.
"DEAR MARGARET."
HMM. HMM-HMM.
NO.
HMM. OH!
"I FOUND YOUR SWEATER, AND IT
STILL SMELLS LIKE YOU, EVEN
THOUGH I WASHED IT."
AAH, WEIRD. WEIRD!
THIS ISN'T WORKING.
IT'LL BE EASIER IF I JUST GIVE
IT TO HER MYSELF.
>> Rigby: DUDE, YOU WANT TO GO
SEE HER?!
YOU JUST GOT OVER HER!
IF YOU SEE HER NOW, YOU'LL JUST
BE "DEPRESSED MORDECAI" AGAIN.
THAT GUY'S LAME!
THAT GUY'S THE WORST!
>> Mordecai: HEY, I'M JUST
GIVING HER BACK THE SWEATER.
>> Rigby: IT'S A BAD IDEA, DUDE.
>> Mordecai: I'M FINE.
>> Rigby: FINE?
YOU CAN'T EVEN WRITE HER A
STUPID LETTER -- HOW IS SEEING
HER GOING TO BE BETTER?
>> Mordecai: WHATEVER, MAN!
I'M JUST NOT GOOD AT WRITING
LETTERS!
DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
DUDE?!
WAIT!
>> Rigby: HMM-HMM!
>> Mordecai: I CAN'T BELIEVE
YOU DID THAT.
I WOULD HAVE MAILED IT.
>> Rigby: SURE, YOU WOULD HAVE.
>> IF I CAN'T READ IT, I CAN'T
SEND IT.
>> Rigby: COME ON!
THAT'S PERFECTLY CLEAR!
AW, MAN!
HEY, WHERE YOU GOING?
>> Mordecai: I'M JUST GOING TO
READDRESS THIS AT THE POST
OFFICE.
>> Rigby: WAIT -- SO, YOU'RE
GONNA TAKE THIS TO THE POST
OFFICE...YOURSELF?
>> Mordecai: MM-HMM.
>> Rigby: FOR REAL?
>> Mordecai: YEAH. YEAH. Y-YEAH.
YEAH. YEAH. MM-HMM. YEAH.
HEY, MUSCLE MAN.
CAN I BORROW YOUR CAR?
I GOT SOMETHING I GOT TO TAKE
CARE OF.
>> Muscle Man: GEEZ.
AT THIS RATE, YOU MIGHT AS WELL
BUY IT.
YOU KEEP BORROWING IT SO MUCH.
>> Mordecai: IT'LL BE REAL
QUICK.
COME ON!
>> Muscle Man: FINE.
BUT MAKE SURE YOU TAKE YOUR
LAUNDRY OUT OF IT THIS TIME,
BRO.
UNLIKE SOME PEOPLE, I LIKE
KEEPING MY THINGS NICE.
>> Mordecai: THANKS.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
>> Rigby: WHAT?
I JUST THOUGHT YOU'D LIKE SOME
COMPANY TO THE POST OFFICE.
IT CAN GET PRETTY BORING, YOU
KNOW...AT THE POST OFFICE.
>> Mordecai: UH, YEAH. YEP.
>> Rigby: DUDE, YOU JUST PASSED
IT!
>> Mordecai: I'M LOOKING FOR
PARKING.
>> Rigby: WE'RE GOING TO HER
COLLEGE, AREN'T WE?
>> Mordecai: YES.
>> Rigby: YOU'RE GONNA DRIVE
20 HOURS TO GIVE MARGARET A
SWEATER?!
SHE PROBABLY DOESN'T EVEN KNOW
IT'S MISSING!
>> Mordecai: LOOK, IT'S HER
SWEATER!
SHE SHOULD HAVE IT BACK!
>> Rigby: THE SWEATER DOESN'T
EVEN MATTER.
YOU'RE JUST MAKING EXCUSES.
>> Mordecai: WHAT? NO.
>> Rigby: OH, YEAH?
THEN I GUESS IT DOESN'T MATTER
IF I DO THIS.
>> Mordecai:
WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?!
WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM, MAN?!
>> Rigby: I'M NOT THE ONE WITH
THE PROBLEM!
THAT SWEATER IS MESSING WITH
YOUR HEAD!
>> Mordecai: WHAT ARE YOU
TALKING ABOUT?
>> Rigby: JUST FORGET IT!
THAT SWEATER IS GONE, AND IT'S
NEVER COMING BACK.
>> YOU BOYS SHOULD REALLY BE
MORE CAREFUL.
I'VE SEEN TOO MANY GOOD CLOTHES
LOST TO THIS HIGHWAY, AND THIS
IS ONE QUALITY SWEATER.
IT'S AT LEAST 50% CASHMERE.
PLUS, IT SMELLS REALLY GOOD.
I'M GLAD I GOT AHOLD OF IT
BEFORE IT WAS TOO LATE.
HERE YOU GO, SIR.
TAKE GOOD CARE OF THIS BEAUTY.
>> Rigby: AAH!
>> Mordecai: DUDE, I HAVE TO
GIVE THE SWEATER TO HER NOW.
THIS IS A SIGN!
>> Rigby: THIS IS DUMB!
YOU CAN'T DRIVE 20 HOURS
STRAIGHT BY YOURSELF.
>> Mordecai: WELL, I'M GOING TO,
BECAUSE IT'S FATE.
>> Rigby:
WHOA! DUDE! DUDE, THE ROAD!
>> Mordecai: HUH? AAH!
>> Rigby: DUDE, WHAT THE HECK?!
HAVE YOU BEEN DRIVING ALL
NIGHT?!
YOU LOOK AWFUL!
>> Mordecai: IT'S FINE.
IT'S FINE.
I JUST GOT TO GET THE SWEATER TO
MARGARET.
ALMOST THERE.
>> Rigby: FINE? FINE?!
NOT FINE!
NOT FINE! NOT FINE!
YOU'VE BEEN DRIVING ALL THIS
TIME, YOUR EYES -- THEY MUST BE
BLIND!
>> Mordecai: CUT IT OUT.
>> Rigby: NOT FINE! NOT FINE!
HOW CAN YOU SAY YOU'RE FINE?
THINKING 'BOUT THIS SWEATER.
GOT TO PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER!
THIS PLAN WILL ONLY HURT.
YOU CAN NEVER MAKE IT WORK!
>> Mordecai: RIGBY! QUIT IT!
>> Rigby: NOT FINE! NOT FINE!
YOU'RE ANYTHING BUT FINE!
DITCH THAT STUPID SWEATER!
YOU SHOULD BE MOVING ON!
THE PAST IS IN THE PAST!
YOU AND MARGARET SAID, "SO
LONG!"
>> Mordecai: I SAID CUT IT OUT!
WHY ARE YOU SO AGAINST ME GIVING
MARGARET HER SWEATER BACK?!
>> Rigby: 'CAUSE IT'S NOT ABOUT
THE SWEATER, AND YOU KNOW IT!
YOU GOT TO FORGET ABOUT
MARGARET.
>> 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 IT'S 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'D REALIZE THAT IF YOU
WEREN'T SUCH A SAD-SACK CHUMP!
>> Mordecai: THAT'S IT.
>> Rigby: AW, MAN!
>> Mordecai: STUPID RIGBY.
WHY CAN'T HE JUST BACK ME UP?
I'M JUST TRYING TO GIVE HER HER
SWEATER BACK.
RIGHT?
>> OF COURSE.
OF COURSE YOU ARE, MORDECAI.
>> Mordecai: HUH?
>> YOU'RE JUST TRYING TO DO THE
RIGHT THING.
I UNDERSTAND COMPLETELY.
>> Mordecai:
I KNEW YOU WOULD.
BUT WHY CAN'T RIGBY?
I KNOW HE MEANS WELL.
MAYBE I SHOULDN'T HAVE KICKED
HIM OUT.
I SHOULD GO BACK AND GET HIM.
IF YOU TALK TO HIM, HE'LL
UNDERSTAND.
>> NOW, NOW.
THERE'S NO NEED FOR THAT.
THE SWEATER IS THE ONLY THING
THAT MATTERS!
FORGET RIGBY.
>> Mordecai: FORGET RIGBY?
>> HE'LL NEVER UNDERSTAND.
HE'LL ONLY GET IN THE WAY.
>> Mordecai: BUT --
>> THE SOONER YOU GIVE MARGARET
THE SWEATER, THE SOONER SHE'LL
QUIT SCHOOL AND BE WITH YOU.
THE TWO OF YOU WILL BE HAPPY
FOREVER.
>> Mordecai: THAT'S NOT TRUE!
MARGARET WORKED REALLY HARD TO
GET INTO SCHOOL.
SHE WOULDN'T JUST QUIT.
>> FOOL!
>> Mordecai: WHAT ARE YOU
DOING?!
>> WHAT NEEDS TO BE DONE!
SHE HAS TO HAVE HER SWEATER
BACK, MORDECAI!
>> Mordecai: AAH!
GET OFF OF ME!
>> Mordecai: AAH!
YOU CAN'T MAKE ME
DO THIS!
>> RETURN THE SWEATER!
YOU CAN'T FIGHT IT!
JUST THINK HOW HAPPY SHE'LL BE,
HOW HAPPY YOU'LL BE!
>> Mordecai: AAH! NO!
RIGBY WAS RIGHT!
I SHOULDN'T BE DOING THIS!
I NEED TO GET OVER MARGARET!
>> YEAH!
VEGANS NEED TO EAT, TOO!
HUH?
>> Mordecai: AAH!
>> UH, SO, I GUESS WILLIAMS HALL
WOULD BE OVER HERE?
>> Mordecai: AAH!
>> Mordecai:
WHAT THE...
>> WHOO!
>> Mordecai:
>> HOPE YOU CAME TO COLLEGE SO
YOU CAN LEARN HOW TO DRIVE!
WHOO!
>> Margaret: YEAH, ARE YOU GUYS
EXCITED FOR THAT GUEST SPEAKER
TOMORROW?
>> Mordecai: MARGARET?
>> OH, DEFINITELY.
>> FOR SURE.
>> Margaret: YEAH, IT'S JUST SO
COOL THAT WE GET TO ACCESS THAT
KIND OF EXPERIENCE HERE, YOU
KNOW?
>> YEAH.
YOU WON'T FIND THAT EVERYWHERE.
>> Margaret: I WROTE DOWN SOME
QUESTIONS TO ASK AFTER THE
LECTURE.
>> YEAH, WE'LL SEE -- IF YOU
DON'T CHICKEN OUT THIS TIME.
>> Margaret: OH, COME ON.
ONE TIME, THAT HAPPENED.
SO, YOU GUYS WANT TO HEAD OVER
TO THE QUAD?
>> Rigby:
DON'T -- DON'T --
M-MORDE...CAI...
DON'T -- SWEAT--
SWEATER --
STOP!
>> Mordecai: DON'T WORRY, DUDE.
I DIDN'T GIVE IT TO HER.
>> Rigby:
>> Mordecai: YOU WERE RIGHT TO
TRY TO STOP ME.
>> Rigby: YEAH, I KNOW.
>> Mordecai: SORRY FOR KICKING
YOU OUT OF THE CAR.
>> Rigby: IT'S OKAY.
SORRY FOR CALLING YOU A SAD-SACK
CHUMP.
>> Mordecai: NO.
DEPRESSED MORDECAI IS A CHUMP.
LET'S GO HOME.
DO YOU THINK MUSCLE MAN WILL
NOTICE WE MESSED UP HIS CAR?
>> Rigby: NAH, IT LOOKS PRETTY
MUCH THE SAME.
>> Both: WOW!
WOW-OW!
>> Both: WOW.
>> Rigby: LAME.
BORING.
CHANGE IT.
>> FROM THE SERIES THAT JUST
WOULDN'T DIE.
CONTROL A ZOMBIE WITH ALL-NEW
MOVES...
BOOMERARM..
BELLOWING BILE.
THE FINAL GAME WITH MORE
TERROR...
BIGGER BITES.
ZOMBIE'S RETURN 4:
FATAL FINALE!
49.99 WHEREVER VIDEO GAMES ARE
SOLD!
>> Mordecai: DUDE, IT'S THE LAST
GAME IN THE SERIES.
>> Rigby: OH, MAN, DID YOU SEE
THOSE GRAPHICS?
IT LOOKS JUST LIKE REAL LIFE.
PAH!
>> Mordecai: WE NEED TO GET THAT
GAME.
>> Rigby: HOW?
ALL THOSE BITS COST EXTRA MONEY.
>> Mordecai: HMM.
>> Mordecai: Benson.
>> Rigby: Benson!
BENSON, CAN YOU HEAR US?
>> Benson: YES, I CAN HEAR YOU.
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
>> Rigby: WHATCHA DOING?
>> Benson: WHAT GAME DO YOU WANT
TO BUY?
>> Mordecai: GAME?
WHAT?
NO. COME ON.
WE WANT TO WORK, YOU KNOW?
GET OUR HANDS DIRTY.
SUNSHINE...
ZOMBIE'S RETURN 4.
>> Benson: NO.
IF YOU BUY SOME NEW GAME YOU'LL
END UP DOING EVEN LESS WORK THAN
YOU DO NOW.
>> Rigby: IT'S NOT JUST "SOME
NEW" VIDEO GAME,
IT'S THE LAST IN THE QUADRILOGY.
>> Mordecai: THIS GAME GREW UP
WITH US AND WE GREW UP WITH IT.
WE NEED TO SEE IT THROUGH TO THE
END.
>> Benson: HMM.
I GUESS THERE IS ONE THING LEFT.
IF YOU WAX ALL THE FLOORS --
AND I MEAN ALL OF THEM.
>> Both: WH-O-O-O-OA!
* BARAME-A-DAME-DAME
* PLAYIN' VIDEO GAMES
>> Benson: NOW!
>> Both: BARAME-A-DAME
DAME-A-DAME-A-DAME-A-DAME...
>> Mordecai: YES. YEAH! YEAH!
YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!
YEAH!
>> Benson: WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
>> Rigby: WHAT?
>> Benson: THIS IS NOT HOW YOU
DO THIS!
YOU HAVE TO PICK UP EVERY PIECE
OF FURNITURE AND MOVE IT
OUTSIDE -- INCLUDING THE FRIDGE!
>> Rigby: HOW ARE WE SUPPOSED TO
DO THAT?
>> Benson: FIGURE IT OUT!
AND CLE THE FLOORS BEFORE YOU
WAX THEM.
>> Mordecai: BUT --
>> Benson: DO IT RIGHT, OR I
WON'T PAY YOU.
WHY DO I EVEN...
>> Mordecai: COME ON, LET'S GET
THIS OVER WITH.
>> Rigby:
THIS IS GONNA TAKE FOREVER.
>> Mordecai: WAIT. SHH.
DO YOU HEAR THAT?
>> Rigby: HEAR WHAT?
>> Mordecai: MONEY...
>> Rigby: WHOA!
THAT SILVER GUY'S JUST JUGGLING
GLASS BALLS, AND PEOPLE ARE
PAYING TO SEE IT.
>> Mordecai: DUDE, THAT'S IT.
A FEW HOURS OF STREET PERFORMING
AND WE'LL HAVE THE CASH TO GET
THAT GAME.
>> Mordecai: SURE BEATS WAXING
THE FLOORS LIKE A CHUMP.
NOW LET'S GET SOME SILVER PAINT.
>> Mordecai: NO, DUDE.
WE CAN'T RIP THAT GUY OFF.
IT'S NOT COOL.
WE GOT TO COME UP WITH OUR OWN
THING.
>> Rigby: LIKE WHAT?
>> Mordecai: SOMETHING WE'RE
GOOD AT.
* SHOULD BE ENTERTAINING
>> Rigby: * PROBABLY NOT TOO
* STRAINING
>> Mordecai: * SOMETHING SUPER
EASY *
>> Rigby: * BUT NOTHING THAT'S
TOO CHEESY *
>> Both: * HOW 'BOUT SINGING
* SONGS TO MAKE A LITTLE CASH
* IF WE SING 'EM UP RIGHT
* WE CAN MAKE A FAT STA-A-SH
>> Mordecai: MONEY STASH!
>> Rigby: MONEY STASH!
>> Both: * SING SOME SONGS
* AND MAKE 'EM REALLY FUNNY
* GET PEOPLE TO STOP
* AND DROP ALL OF THEIR MONEY
* INTO OUR HATS
>> Mordecai: DUDE, THAT'S IT.
LET'S JUST MAKE UP SOME SONGS.
>> Rigby: YEAH, THEY'RE SO EASY.
HOW DID WE DO THAT, ANYWAY?
>> Mordecai: PROBABLY 'CAUSE
WE'RE SUCH GOOD FRIENDS.
>> Rigby: YOU REALLY THINK
PEOPLE WILL PAY US FOR THAT?
>> Mordecai: THEY PAID THAT DUDE
TO JUGGLE GLASS BALLS, DIDN'T
THEY?
>> Rigby: GOOD POINT.
>> Rigby: * WE WANNA BUY A VIDEO
GAME *
>> Mordecai: * VIDEO ZOMBIE'S
EATIN' VIDEO BRAINS *
>> Both: * ZOMBIES STRUTTIN'
* CHOMPIN' DUDES LIKE MUFFINS
* ZOMBIES STRUTTIN'
* CHOMPIN' DUDES LIKE MUFFINS
* THE GRAPHICS LOOK INSANE
* GOTTA, GOTTA GET THIS GAME
>> Mordecai: * SO WE WENT AND
ASKED FOR MORE CHORES *
>> Both: * BUT OUR BOSS BENSON
* GOT US WAXIN' THE FLOORS
* WAXIN' WAXIN'
* UGH
* WAXIN' WAXIN'
* UGH!
>> Mordecai:
>> Rigby: * SHOULDERS ACHIN'
* BACK IS BREAKIN'
>> Both: * DON'T WANNA BE WAXIN'
WHEN WE COULD BE RELAXIN' *
>> Rigby: PLAYIN' VIDEO GAMES.
>> THAT WOULD BE AWESOME, DUDE.
>> Mordecai: DUDE, IT'S TOTALLY
WORKING!
>> Rigby: HM-HM!
WE SHOULD HAVE THOUGHT OF THIS
YEARS AGO.
>> Mordecai: LET'S KEEP GOING.
* SUN, SUN SHINING
>> Rigby: * DAY IS SO INVITING
>> Both: * BUT DOLLA DOLLA BILLS
EQUALS ZOMBIE FUN-TIMING *
>> Mordecai: * PEOPLE WALKIN'
BY, YO, STOP AND SAY "HI," YO *
>> Rigby: * PUT SOME DINERO IN
THE SOMBRERO *
>> Mordecai: * HEY THERE,
BUDDY, PUT SOME MONEY IN THE
HAT *
>> Rigby: * SPEED WALKIN' GUY,
PUT SOME MONEY IN THE HAT *
>> Mordecai: * LADY WITH THE
BABY, PUT SOME MONEY IN THE
HAT *
>> Rigby: * DUDE WITH THE
EYEBROWS, PUT SOME MONEY IN THE
HAT!
>> Both: * MONEY IN THE HAT,
HAT *
* MONEY'S WHERE IT'S AT, AT
* MONEY
>> Mordecai: DUDE, JUST A FEW
MORE SONGS AND WE CAN GET THAT
GAME.
>> Rigby: WHY STOP THERE?
WE SHOULD DO THIS EVERY DAY.
>> Mordecai: IF WE MAKE THIS OUR
JOB, WE'LL HATE IT.
GOT TO KEEP IT SPECIAL.
>> Rigby: WE CAN STILL DO THIS
FOR THE REST OF THE DAY, RIGHT?
>> Mordecai: YEAH, WE CAN!
>> Both: ZOMBIES RETURN!
ZOMBIES RETURN!
>> Mordecai: * SUN, SUN
SHINING *
WHAT THE...?
>> Rigby: * DAY IS SO INVITING *
>> Both:* BUT DOLLA DOLLA BILLS
EQUALS ZOMBIE FUN-TIMING *
>> Mordecai: DUDE, THAT'S OUR
SONG.
STOP COPYING US.
>> I'M NOT COPYING.
I'M RE-INTERPRETING.
>> Rigby: YOU'RE JUST RECORDING
OUR VOICES.
>> BEING SILVER MAKES IT
DIFFERENT.
>> Rigby: IT'S THE SAME THING
WITH A DIFFERENT COLOR!
>> STREET LAW -- IF YOU CAN'T
TAKE THE HEAT STAY OFF THE
PAVEMENT.
>> Rigby: I'LL WHOOP YOUR
PAVEMENT.
>> Mordecai: DUDE, RELAX.
WE WROTE THE SONGS.
PEOPLE WILL COME TO US NO MATTER
WHERE WE ARE IN THE PARK.
>> Rigby: YEAH!
STAY AWAY FROM US, YOU
SILVER-COATED DIRT BAG!
>> Mordecai: IT'S ALL RIGHT.
WE'LL BRING PEOPLE HERE WITH OUR
FREESTYLING.
* A-BITIN' BITIN'
>> Both: * BITIN', BITIN'
* BEST WATCH OUT FOR THE LIVING
DEAD *
* BITIN' ON YOUR ARMS AND
GNAWING ON YOUR HEAD *
>> Rigby: DING, DING, DING,
DING.
>> Mordecai: DONG, DONG, DONG,
DONG.
>> Both: * WHO'S THAT AT THE
DOOR?
* ZOMBIE'S RETURN
>> Rigby: * FOUR
>> HEY, THESE GUYS ARE COPYING
THAT SILVER DUDE, BUT THEY'RE
NOT EVEN A COLOR.
YOU GUYS WANT TO COME CHECK HIM
OUT?
>> Rigby: WHAT?
NOW PEOPLE THINK WE'RE THE
FAKES?
>> Mordecai: THAT'S IT!
* A-BITIN' BITIN' *
>> Both: * BITIN', BITIN' *
* BEST WATCH OUT FOR THE LIVING
DEAD *
* ZOMBIE'S RETURN *
>> Rigby: * 4 *
>> Mordecai: DUDE, STOP RIPPING
US OFF.
YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT
ZOMBIE'S RETURN IS.
>> DOESN'T MATTER.
I'M MAKING BANK.
>> Rigby: THOSE ARE OUR VOICES,
OUR SONGS, AND OUR MOVES.
YOU'RE JUST REMIXING THEM!
>> PLUS, I'M SILVER.
>> Rigby: WE KNOW YOU'RE SILVER!
STOP COPYING US!
>> Mordecai: RIGBY, DON'T!
>> NOW WHAT IS ALL THIS RUCKUS?
>> Mordecai: WHO ARE YOU?
>> WHY, I'M THE GOD OF STREET
PERFORMING.
WHAT SEEMS TO BE THE PROBLEM?
>> Rigby: THIS GUY STOLE OUR
ACT!
>> MY CHILDREN, WHY, IT CAUSES
ME SUCH GREAT HEARTACHE TO HEAR
OF SOMETHING LIKE THIS.
>> Mordecai: WE JUST WANT TO
MAKE ENOUGH MONEY TO BUY A VIDEO
GAME.
THEN WE'LL GO HOME.
>> THERE'S ONLY ONE WAY TO SOLVE
A DISPUTE OF THIS NATURE.
WE SHALL HAVE...
A COMPETITION!
WHOEVER PERFORMS THE GREATEST
SHALL KEEP THE ACT AND OBTAIN
ALL THE WINNINGS FROM THE
SOMBRERO.
DO Y'ALL AGREE TO THIS
CHALLENGE?
MORDECAI AND RIGBY?
>> Both: HM-HM-HM-HM-HM-HM!
>> AND WHAT ABOUT THIS SILVER
DUDE OVER HERE?
>> Both: HM-HM-HM-HM-HM-HM!
>> LET'S GET IT ON!
LET THE BATTLE BEGIN!
>> Both: * WE SING THE SONGS
* WE DO IT ALL THE TIME
* WE SING 'EM CAREFUL
* TO MAKE SURE THAT THEY RHYME
>> Rigby: * MOST OF THE TIME
>> Mordecai: * MOST OF THE
TIME *
>> Both: * ALL OF THE TIME
RHYME *
* PSYCHICALLY LINKED IN
* I KNOW HOW YOU'RE THINKIN'
* PICKIN' UP YOUR BRAIN WAVES
* ALL OVER THE AIR WAVES
HM-HM-HM-HM!
>> Both: * ALL OVER THE AIR
WAVES *
>> Rigby: HE'S STILL STEALING
OUR SONGS.
>> Mordecai: LET'S END THIS.
>> Rigby:* WE WERE THE FIRST
ONES SINGIN' ON THE STREETS *
>> Mordecai: * BUT THEN THIS
SILVER DUDE SHOWS UP STEALIN'
OUR BEATS. *
>> Both: * IT WASN'T COOL
* IT WAS A PILE OF STINK
* ALL HE DID WAS PRESS RECORD
* HE DIDN'T EVEN HAVE TO THINK
>> Mordecai: * NOT THAT HE
COULD *
* HIS HEAD'S REALLY SMALL
>> Both: * DUDE'S SO DUMB THAT
HE DOESN'T HAVE A BRAIN AT ALL *
WH-O-O-O-OA! SILVER MINI BRAIN!
* DUDE'S SO DUMB, SO DUMB *
* THAT HE DOESN'T HAVE A BRAIN
AT ALL *
>> Rigby: AAH!
HE'S DOING EVERYTHING WE'RE
DOING, AND THE CROWD LOVES IT.
>> Mordecai:
FORGET HIM, MAN.
WE GOT THIS.
>> Both: * YOU'RE A SILVER COPY
CAT *
* IN A JUNKY BOWLER HAT
* COPY CAT, CAT
* COPY CAT
* WE'RE INNOVATIN'
* YOU'RE IMITATIN'
* STEALING OUR SONGS IS WRONG
* YOU AIN'T CREATIN'
>> Rigby: * MAKE YOUR OWN MUSIC
AND DON'T STEAL OURS *
>> Mordecai: * OUR ORIGINAL
SONGS HAVE UNIQUE POWERS *
>> Both: * OUR SONGS COME FROM
WITHIN *
* MESS WITH US AND YOU'LL NEVER
WIN *
* 'CAUSE YOU'RE NOTHING WITHOUT
YOUR LAME BOOM BOX *
* YOU'RE NOTHING WITHOUT YOUR
LAME BOOM BOX *
* BOOM BOX, BOOM
* YOU WANT A REMIX?
* WELL, REMIX THIS
>> UH...
* ZIP...ZOOM...
* ONCE UPON A TIME, THERE WAS A
COW THAT WAS PURPLE *
* WALKING THROUGH THE GRASS AND
IT FOUND A CHICKEN THAT WAS...*
UHH...
* HURPLE
>> * WELL, I'M A SILVER DUDE
* AND I'M HERE TO SAY
GIVE ME THE MONEY!
OOF!
OH, NO!
NO, PLEASE!
DON'T SEND ME TO STREET JAIL!
NO!
>> Both: WH-O-O-O-OA!
>> NOW THAT WAS SOME MIGHTY FINE
STREET PERFORMING, BOYS.
NOW, LET'S GO GET YOUR VIDEO
GAME!
>> Both: WHOOO! YEAH!
>> Benson: ARE YOU GUYS GONNA
FINISH WAXING THE FLOORS, OR
WH--
I'M ALSO GONNA NEED YOU TO
VACUUM THE CARPET,
MOSTLY THIS SPOT RIGHT HERE.