01x03 - Vegas Buffet/Love in the Park

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Today, cue stupid dogs on Earth a

cure for hiccups. Toilets.

And on the super secret secret squirrel,

I'll use my audio optics subatomic

magno enhancer. So what's the big

secret?You're not wearing pants. The

subatomic world can be a nuclear

nightmare.

Two stupid dogs! Two

stupid dogs! Two stupid dogs!

Are we there yet?Are we there yet?How

much longer till we get to the super

cheap, economy-style, one-pound hot dog

buffet?I can't wait! See?

The super cheap, economy-style, one-pound

hot dog buffet. A real party pleaser.

When do we get there?Win!

Win! Win! Now.

Hot

dog! Let's go. Excuse us.

Why?So you can beat me to the casino?Set

chance, shorty.

Let me at them slots. Mother needs a new

pair of shoes.

Nice limo. Hi! Which way to the super

cheap, economy-style, one-pound hot dog

buffet?Right inside, sir.

Ah My casino! Nice kissing up,

boy.

There it is! The Supercheap Academy-style

one-pound hot doper pay! It

won't open! The door won't open!

The door won't open!

Why won't it open?'Cause it's not open...

yet. Oh. Okay.

Well, wait.

Oh no! Stupid cherries!

My slug!

It's open!

What'd you do?

Congratulations, gentlemen! You

just won $40 million in

loose change. How do you feel?

Hungry! Can we go to the super cheap

economy-style one-pound hot dog buffet?

Buffet?Isn't that cute?

But it's wrong! You fellas are

winners! This town loves a winner!And

so do I. Here at the High Rollers

Casino, we have a saying. Your winnings

are our winnings. Least ways we hope

they'll be. Here, let me escort you gents

into our casino.

This here is roulette. That's French for

little wheel. You can make 14 different

bets. Straight, split, street, corner, 5

numbers, line, column, dozen, high, low,

red, black, even, or odd. What's

that got to do with being French?And

here's where you place your bet.

Fourteen... red.

All bets are in.

What?

Isn't that cute?But it's wrong!

Huh14 red, we

have a winner. Is

it time for the super cheap economy-style

one-pound hot dog buffet yet?

Not yet. This is

craps, a dice game. Which you

gents would like to roll the bones.

Bones! Yeah!

Let me do it! Let me do it! Bring 'em

on! Ooh, my future ex-wife.

Snake eyes?Boxcars?

Isn't that cute?But it's wrong!

You got to bet first!





Roll the dice!

Double sevens, we have a winner.

Can we go to the super cheap economy?Give

me out of all the hot dogs you want.

Later! We still got more gambling

to do.

Can we go to the super-cheap

economy-style one-pound hot dog buffet

now?Isn't that cute?

But... why

not?One more betting. I'll

be naked. Where's your pal?

No movements. Here we go.

I'd give anything if you gentlemen would

consider canceling this little wager!

Anything?Anything. How about a hundred

trips through the super-cheap

economy-style one-pound hot dog buffet?

And a limo. What's a limo?Stick with

me. I'm on a roll. Deal!

Double Zero House wins!

Woo-hoo!

Which way to the buffet?Right this way,

gentlemen. Right this way.

Bet you I can eat more hot dogs than you.

You're right.

Hey, we'll catch up to Secret Squirrel

after this. Super Secret

Secret Squirrel back in business.

Miss Penny, send in secret squirrel.

Agent 000 reporting. Ditto.

Morocco Mall.

Secret, what do you know about all this

senselessly senseless destruction?Already

on it, Chief. I've input the information

into my senseless destruction location

guesser. Utilizing a highly sophisticated

series of mathematical equations and

recycled fondue pots, the device

precisely predicts the next location to

be destroyed.

Oh.

If this demolishment continues, the

entire country will be flattened.

Not if yours truly can help it, Chief.

I'll catch this crazy culprit.

Crazy, huhI'll show you who's

crazy.

How do you plan to pursue this particular

case secret?I'll do a jig in my undies,

Chief. Yes, of course. What

exactly will that accomplish?Nothing.

Absolutely nothing. Then,

what are you saying?I don't know.

I I heard a voice. Hearing voices?

Have you gotten mad?

You can horn a cow! If you don't believe

me, why don't you lock me up in the

psycho wing of the county jail?

Hello. Better check this out.

I'll use my audio optics subatomic magno

enhancer. Gad. Oh man,

secret squirrel. So what's the big secret?

You're not wearing pants?I should have

known it was some type of unstable

subatomic particle whispering nonsense

into my ear. Yo, I may be

subatomic, stupid squirrel, but these

microscopic muscles have pulverized

plenty of monuments. How could a

subatomic speck like you destroy all

those huge structures?Oh, it's so

simple. I just pulled out the bottom

atom. But why all this

senselessly senseless destruction?It's a

brilliant plan.

First, I've hit the four corners of the

country. My next target is

smack dab in the center of it all, the

Kansas Concrete Reservoir. Oh, I'll

bust open the dam and turn the entire

country into a giant parking lot.

Then comes phase two, Fl*ttening Canada

to make room for my very own

amphitheater. Why an amphitheater?

I'll tell you why.

I'm a singer, yeah. I'm a really good

singer. I'm a dancer. Wow, I'm a really

good dancer.

A supercharged talent that's gonna go

far. 'Cause

I'm a star. Yes, I'm a

star. Whoa, I'm a star!

A supercharged talent that's gonna go

far. I've seen better singers on sewing

machines.

Morocco! Secret. I knew you

weren't crazy. You're only crazy about

catching criminals. Thanks, Morocco. By

the way, how did you knock down that huge

wall?Simple. I just pulled out the bottom

brick.

This baby should do the trick. What is

it, secret?My super

subatomic shrinking device. Cool.

Now keep track of me, Morocco. The

subatomic world can be a nuclear

nightmare.

Not so fast, my quirky friend. Uh,

stupid squirrel. What's that on your

shirt?I'm on

his trail. Follow me, Morocco. I'm

right behind you, secret.

Here it is, gentlemen. A quatrain is a

poetic construct which utilizes

four lines of rhythmic verse.

There you have it, right here under Q in

the dictionary. Guys, I

need your help. Morocco mo!

You name it! Double damn.

Secret, where are you now?He's headed

into what appears to be a club sandwich

on toasted wheat. I don't see any

toasted wheat. Hey,

yo! Stupid squirrel!

You're safe now, Sigrid. I've set the

sandwich next to the dictionary. That's

it, the dictionary. Come out, come out,

wherever you are.

Come and get me, you molecular moron.

Ha! And even more, ha-ha-ha!

Hey, Quark, take a look at this.

It says here you're a hypothetical

subatomic particle. Whoa.

Hypothetical?That's right. You're

no superstar. You're just an outdated

theory. You don't even exist.

But what about my singing career?

You've crooned your last quantum tune,

babe. I'm a singer, huh

I'm a really good... I'm a

dancer. I'm a really good...

Oh, Secret, you're so good.

Ready to be enlarged?Not yet,

Barocco. There's still one more subatomic

task to accomplish.

And in conclusion, Secret Squirrel is to

be given a clean psychiatric state, as

well as a very big raise.

And you deserve a raise, too, Morocco.

And an expense account at the Fed

Emporium. And Penny deserves a raise,

too. And three weeks on the French

Riviera with Secret and Morocco.

Two stupid dogs. Got a break.

Now on with the show.

Hey, look! A plastic flying disc. I got

it! I got it!

You got it. Nice catch.

Now you get to take it back. Okay.

I'll wait for you.

She's beautiful.

Whoo-hoo! Uh, hi.

Flowers?

Hmm

Balloons!

Yeah. Candy!

You're right! You're absolutely right!

Enough of these silly gifts. All I've got

to offer you is... me!

Whoo! She loves me! She loves me! She's

head over heels in love with me.

You and me. It's just you and me. We're

inseparable. The

world is our pancake house, and you and

my flapjack stack with a scoop of butter

and maple syrup, and a side of hash

browns and some toast and large orange

juice.

Yeah, I'm hungry too. Wait here.

Biscuits. I forgot to ask her if she

likes jalapenos.

Who was that?I saw that. Don't think I

didn't see that, 'cause I did. They're a

special lovely for a complete stranger.

You didn't even know 'em.

Or do you?

Uh, gotta go on. How'd

it go on?You've taken

my heart and kicked it out and

chewed it like one of those fake rubber

bones. Geez, I hate those things.

They taste too much like... Like, uh..

fake rubber bones.

I think I deserve an apology from the

heart.

Apology accepted. You know I can't stay

mad at you.

Thank you.

We need to talk. I'm not sure if this is

the time or the place. OK,

OK, you dragged it out of me. My heart's

an open book. It's just that, well,

there's something on my mind,

something that's been chewing in my brain

for the last 52 seconds. Don't

pull that old flipping stunt. It won't

work this time. It's like this. I need

space. I need my own time.

What happens when I want to go out with

my friends and chase cars or bury a bone?

You're crowding me. You don't understand

my needs or my wants. Everything is you!

You You

Let's face it, you've changed. Marriage?

Marriage! Marriage!

Oh, this is the happiest day of my life!

Let me introduce you to the best man.

Bride-to-be, I'd like you to meet my

best friend.

What?You want me to choose between you

and him?That's like asking me to

choose between day and night. Life

and death. Pork and beans.

All right, all rightIf I have to choose,

then I choose.

Hey, where'd she go?Where'd

who go?Who?What?Huh

Where?

Didn't you take that back yet?Come on,

let's go.

Okay, dogs, here comes a break.