04x12 - Run for Your Ed\ Hand Me Down Ed
Posted: 02/27/23 19:59
Bl-bl-bl-bl-yeah.
- [Snoring]
- [Whistling]
- [Snoring]
- [Grunting]
- [Snoring]
[Crash]
- What the heck was that?
[Loud banging]
- Somebody's in
the kitchen, lee!
- Aha!
Hey, where you going?
- Yeah! We ain't
done with you yet!
- Typical.
Whoever it was sure is a slob.
- Why is it always the
good ones that get away?
- That crumb ain't worth
shedding tears over, marie.
- Yeah. His loss.
It's gonna take may
forever to clean this mess.
- Heh heh. May. Good
one. Heh heh heh.
- Holy toledo!
- Holy toledo!
- Wait! Let me!
Let go!
- No! It's mine!
- I got it!
- Back off!
- Enough already!
Somebody shanghaied
our ship inna bottle!
- It's our family heirloom.
We used to play
with it on bath night
In the old homestead.
- I say we call the cops!
- What number do
you dial for ?
- No cops.
I say we pay our
neighbors a little visit
And find our
bottle kanker style.
Heh heh heh.
- Rolf's giant wiener will fetch a
pretty penny at the market, yes, victor?
Huh? Victor?
Why have you stopped?
[Squealing]
[Bawking]
Have mercy on our
miserable souls!
- I believe this belongs to you.
- [Muttering]
- Ha ha ha!
- Sleepwalking again?
Uh, we'll have that
vacated asap, kevin.
- Lucky for you dorks
I got chores to do,
Or I would have
had to pound you.
- Oh, ed. Ed.
Rise and shine, sleepyhead.
[Blaring]
- Private do not enter
is ready for duty, chief!
- Ed, you seem to have
garnered a memento
From your slumbered stroll.
- I did?
- Ain't you caused
enough trouble?
It's junk.
Get rid of it.
- It likes me, eddy.
- Inanimate objects
don't like, ed.
- Hmm?
- Just as I suspected, eddy.
- Ed's swollen finger
will thwart any attempt
At removing this bottle.
- Well, I'll give it a thwart.
[Loud banging]
[Cackling]
- What's their problem?
- It's a kanker hissy fit!
- Aah!
- Get away from me! Aah!
Jimmy!
- It's the end of the
world as we know it!
- Make it easy on
yourself, curlicue,
And cough it up.
- Let's just find it
the hard way, lee.
- Cough? Hard way?
- Ugh! Let go of it, stupid!
- It's a fighter, eddy!
- If I might make
a suggestion...
- It's under control! Back off!
- But, eddy, this is simple.
- I said it's under control!
Aah!
Ow!
- Eddy, are you all right?
- Ha ha! One bottle,
hold ed's finger.
What the...
- Eddy, wouldn't it be easier
If we just dabbed a little
soap on ed's finger and...
- Soap!
Yuck! Fresh! Gah! Nasty!
No soap!
Aah!
- Get back here!
- Uh, pardon us, kevin.
- If I see you one
more time, I'll...
Dorks.
[Engine starts]
- Bad soap. Evil soap.
Slippery, sudsy, scary soap.
- [Panting]
- Ok, ed. You win.
- [Panting]
- See? Soap's gone.
- Well, technically, you
just moved it behind my...
- Huh?
- Come here, you!
- Aah! Aah! Aah!
- Let go! What are
you waiting for?
Soap him! Soap him!
- Not good. Not good.
- Come on!
Wait!
He's putty in my hands.
Soap him! Soap!
Aah! Ooh!
- I dispense with you,
Disgusting
detergent of the deep,
For i, ed, can remove the
bottle with sticky tape.
- Sticky tape?
- Stick?
You're already stuck, numskull.
- And your point is?
- This is stupid.
- Ed may have something, eddy.
Nothing ventured,
nothing gained, you know.
- Just follow my smell, bucko.
- I'm scarred for life!
- Crazy, man, crazy!
- Run for the hills, plank!
- Hello?
- Ed, wouldn't it
have been more polite
To knock before entering
your sister's room?
- Shh. I'm in the
zone, double d.
Sticky tape!
- Ed!
Get out of my room now!
Can't you see I'm
hiding over here?
- Can we get rid of
this bottle or what?
- And where exactly
are we going now, eddy?
- Your place. Where else?
- I thought I told
you to... Huh?
- I don't have a good
feeling about this.
- Ok, ed. Jump.
- Wait! You don't
suppose the tape
Will leave any
unsightly residue?
I mean, mother has
the eyes of a hawk
When it comes to adhesive resin.
- Relax. I'm on it.
- Uh! Aah!
- Oh, dear.
- Don't sweat it, ed.
My dad's got a hacksaw.
Huh?
- Well?
- It ain't here, lee.
- Our ship inna bottle is gone
forever and ever and ever.
- That's crazy talk, may.
Snap out of it.
We're finding our ship
inna bottle if it kills you.
Now get out there!
We got people's lives to wreck.
- [Mumbling]
Wait!
I know who's got
a ship in a bottle.
- Is that so?
- Huh huh huh.
- Sometimes the most
perplexing of riddles
Can be solved with a simple
counterclockwise turn.
- Huh huh huh huh!
- What a load of bunk.
[Doorbell rings]
- Funny, eddy.
- Now, who could that be?
Good day, and how may I help...
- A little birdie told us
you have something of ours.
[Ed laughing]
[Heartbeat]
[Heartbeat quickens]
- Oh, lord! That
ship in a bottle
Belongs to the kankers!
- Kankers?! Every
man for himself!
- Who? What? Where? Why?
- I got him. I got him!
- Uh-huh.
- All they want
is the bottle, ed.
You're gonna have to take
one for the team, lumpy.
- Oh, that's real
brave of you, eddy.
- What?
- Why should ed
sacrifice himself?
- He took the bottle.
- Oh, look. A sponge.
- Shh. What's that?
Do you hear it?
[Clanking]
- Oops! Oh, hey.
Look what we found.
Yeah.
- We're a family again, girls.
- Aww!
Quit hogging it, lee!
- Yeah! Give it to me!
I want to hold it!
- Agreement! It's mine!
[Yelling]
- I think that was the
kankers' bottle, eddy.
- You're not the only
one confused here, ed.
Have you noticed that
we've come out of this
Virtually unscathed?
- Are we lucky or what?
- We must be getting
good at this, huh, guys?
For crying out
loud! Of all the...
- Aw, just like old times.
- Well, that sense of
confidence didn't last long.
- Do something, will you?
- I know just the thing, eddy.
A little dab of soap
will do the trick.
- And I will fetch the kankers,
As they are whizzes
at stuck fingers.
- No! Wait! Ed!
Aah! Ed!
- [Sniffing]
The stench of immortal doom
still thickens the air, yes?
Or perhaps it is wilfred's
cabbage evacuations.
Hard to tell.
[Rooster crows]
[Whirring]
- [Giggling]
Mmm.
[Grunting]
Are we ready, class?
Good. Let's begin, shall we?
Let those nasties
ooze from your body.
Ooh, doesn't that feel good?
Now coddle the tranquility.
Nuzzle the... [Bouncing]
Mr. Yab-yab!
Speak to me!
Dolly and I will miss you so.
Dolly?
Dolly!
[Grunting]
It's no use.
I'm so inadequate.
[Sobbing]
[Whimpering]
- Rough.
Kiss those baby toys good-bye.
Huh, fluffy?
- If only I wasn't a
weightless weakling,
I'd give him what for.
Hmm. Hmm?
Ha ha ha.
Look at me. I'm a bruiser.
Hee hee hee!
- Hey!
Whoa.
- I am jimmy. Hear me roar!
- [Cough]
- Grr!
- [Wolf whistle]
- You are so dead.
- Aah! Don't hurt me!
Don't hurt me!
- Man, what's with him?
- My room!
Grr!
- See? My favorite
toothpaste, eddy.
Fresh as the day
my mom bought it.
- That-a boy, mungmouth.
It's perfect for this scam.
- Thank goodness,
ed. Where would we be
If you actually brushed
every now and then?
- Ed!
[Banging]
I've had it with you, mister!
Not only did you
mess up my room,
But now I have to find
something to hit you with!
Used it.
Used it.
Aha!
Here I come, big brother.
- Run away. Run away! Run away!
Hmm.
Aah!
Disperse!
- Hiya, fellas.
Do you want to
play? Huh? Do you?
- Get lost, twerp.
We've got business
to take care of.
- Don't hit me!
- Ed, how could you say that?
I love you, silly!
- I'm confused here, eddy.
I've never seen
sarah act this way.
- Dames. Who can figure 'em?
Hey, whatever it
is you're pulling,
It ain't gonna work.
- Aw, does little
eddy want a hug, too?
- Um, sarah, are
you feeling well?
- I feel great, double d.
Hug for you, too!
- Baby sister's all cuddly and
sweet like dad's bushy ears.
- Good lord! Stay
away! Ed, do something!
- [Laughing]
Aah! Huh?
- Let me help you,
flip-flopped sister of mine.
- Grr!
Touch me again, and
I'll b*at you to a pulp.
- Ow. Ouch.
Ah, the good old days.
[Rolf humming]
[Baa]
- A fine bed for rolf's
seeds, yes, victor?
[Baa]
[Humming]
[Baa]
Come on, you.
Cursed sack of shriveled
produce droppings!
Hello.
Who threw this whatchamadoohickey
at rolf's posterior?
Aah!
[Singing gibberish]
[Gibberish]
- Double d, act
natural, ed, shut up,
And I'll do all the talking.
- Misrepresenting toothpaste
As a character-enhancing
ointment
Is far beyond my scope
of vocabulary, eddy.
- And I haven't a clue
what's going on here, eddy.
- I said shut it, stupid.
Ahem.
[Singing]
- [Grumbling]
Gee, since when did rolf
Turn into one of those
stuffed-shirt, blowhard singer types?
The guy gave me a headache.
Next house.
- Thank you.
- Odd.
Isn't that the boomerang
sarah had earlier today?
- Boomerjigger?
- Ow.
Certainly you've heard
of a boomerang, ed.
Its magnificent
aerodynamic properties
Allow it, when thrown,
to rotate a distance,
Then return to the initial
place of where it was thrown,
Used primarily by natives
Who believed it to possess
supernatural powers.
Amusing, don't you think?
- Hmm.
Supernatural?
[Banging]
- "Chasing phantoms:
"A dissertation on
unifying field theory
And its effect on
leptons and quasars...
[Typewriter rings]
By edwin."
- Eddy, come quick!
You're not gonna believe this!
- What the heck are
you doing over there?
The scam's over here!
- At any rate, I
balk at the result...
Photomolecular dissipation.
Do you concur?
- Ahem!
- Eddy, did you hear that?
Ed has finally
found his intellect.
I theorize that in puberty,
A hormonal imbalance
has unclogged ed's...
- All I hear is a
couple of slackers!
- Hostility is the calling
card of a weak intellect.
- I'll give you a calling
card right up your...
- Huh huh huh huh!
- Coochie, coochie, coo!
That's a good wittle baby.
Don't drink too fast
now, or you might get gas.
- Eddy? Motherly?
- And he didn't even show.
What's the little
dickens' name, mommy?
- Casey. Casey jr.
Casey wants uncle d
to change his diaper.
- Oh, my.
Gentlemen, there's something
very fishy going on here.
[Banging]
- What's sockhead
twitching about?
- Wow. Is it hot or what?
- Get over it.
We got ointment to sell.
- Chill, bro. I'm
sizzling in this heat.
[Ed laughing]
- Ahh. Naturelle.
The man's uniform sure
is crimping my style.
Mother nature and
me got a thing going on.
- This ain't right!
- Ahh.
Right on.
- Who are you?
Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!
- Aah!
What in sam hill
is going on here?
I'm naked!
- Not quite yourself
there, huh, bucko?
- Good golly!
Someone's made a mr. Stinkums.
Be a dear and dispose
of these, will you,
While I get casey a
clean, fresh diaper.
Oh, applesauce.
No more safety pins.
Uncle d, be a dear
and get me a safety pin.
- I'm not moving from this spot!
- Why not use this
boomerang, mommy?
- Oh, thank you, young man.
- I feel an analysis is in order to
determine the vessel's quantity
Of magnitude and direction.
- What's happening to us?!
- Inky-dinky parlez-vous!
- Where'd the scam go?
- Here it comes now, eddy!
Yow!
- I'm so confused!
- Who did this to my head?!
- What an inane, inchoate, and
inefficacious journey this has been.
[Baby crying]
- Casey jr.'S all alone!
Mommy's here,
sweetie! Don't cry!
- I'm getting the need to feel
the breeze between my knees.
That's the ticket.
- Not in front of
the baby! Please!
Casey, you cover your eyes.
- Distasteful dullard.
♪ Ed, edd, n eddy
bl-bl-bl-bl-yeah.
- [Snoring]
- [Whistling]
- [Snoring]
- [Grunting]
- [Snoring]
[Crash]
- What the heck was that?
[Loud banging]
- Somebody's in
the kitchen, lee!
- Aha!
Hey, where you going?
- Yeah! We ain't
done with you yet!
- Typical.
Whoever it was sure is a slob.
- Why is it always the
good ones that get away?
- That crumb ain't worth
shedding tears over, marie.
- Yeah. His loss.
It's gonna take may
forever to clean this mess.
- Heh heh. May. Good
one. Heh heh heh.
- Holy toledo!
- Holy toledo!
- Wait! Let me!
Let go!
- No! It's mine!
- I got it!
- Back off!
- Enough already!
Somebody shanghaied
our ship inna bottle!
- It's our family heirloom.
We used to play
with it on bath night
In the old homestead.
- I say we call the cops!
- What number do
you dial for ?
- No cops.
I say we pay our
neighbors a little visit
And find our
bottle kanker style.
Heh heh heh.
- Rolf's giant wiener will fetch a
pretty penny at the market, yes, victor?
Huh? Victor?
Why have you stopped?
[Squealing]
[Bawking]
Have mercy on our
miserable souls!
- I believe this belongs to you.
- [Muttering]
- Ha ha ha!
- Sleepwalking again?
Uh, we'll have that
vacated asap, kevin.
- Lucky for you dorks
I got chores to do,
Or I would have
had to pound you.
- Oh, ed. Ed.
Rise and shine, sleepyhead.
[Blaring]
- Private do not enter
is ready for duty, chief!
- Ed, you seem to have
garnered a memento
From your slumbered stroll.
- I did?
- Ain't you caused
enough trouble?
It's junk.
Get rid of it.
- It likes me, eddy.
- Inanimate objects
don't like, ed.
- Hmm?
- Just as I suspected, eddy.
- Ed's swollen finger
will thwart any attempt
At removing this bottle.
- Well, I'll give it a thwart.
[Loud banging]
[Cackling]
- What's their problem?
- It's a kanker hissy fit!
- Aah!
- Get away from me! Aah!
Jimmy!
- It's the end of the
world as we know it!
- Make it easy on
yourself, curlicue,
And cough it up.
- Let's just find it
the hard way, lee.
- Cough? Hard way?
- Ugh! Let go of it, stupid!
- It's a fighter, eddy!
- If I might make
a suggestion...
- It's under control! Back off!
- But, eddy, this is simple.
- I said it's under control!
Aah!
Ow!
- Eddy, are you all right?
- Ha ha! One bottle,
hold ed's finger.
What the...
- Eddy, wouldn't it be easier
If we just dabbed a little
soap on ed's finger and...
- Soap!
Yuck! Fresh! Gah! Nasty!
No soap!
Aah!
- Get back here!
- Uh, pardon us, kevin.
- If I see you one
more time, I'll...
Dorks.
[Engine starts]
- Bad soap. Evil soap.
Slippery, sudsy, scary soap.
- [Panting]
- Ok, ed. You win.
- [Panting]
- See? Soap's gone.
- Well, technically, you
just moved it behind my...
- Huh?
- Come here, you!
- Aah! Aah! Aah!
- Let go! What are
you waiting for?
Soap him! Soap him!
- Not good. Not good.
- Come on!
Wait!
He's putty in my hands.
Soap him! Soap!
Aah! Ooh!
- I dispense with you,
Disgusting
detergent of the deep,
For i, ed, can remove the
bottle with sticky tape.
- Sticky tape?
- Stick?
You're already stuck, numskull.
- And your point is?
- This is stupid.
- Ed may have something, eddy.
Nothing ventured,
nothing gained, you know.
- Just follow my smell, bucko.
- I'm scarred for life!
- Crazy, man, crazy!
- Run for the hills, plank!
- Hello?
- Ed, wouldn't it
have been more polite
To knock before entering
your sister's room?
- Shh. I'm in the
zone, double d.
Sticky tape!
- Ed!
Get out of my room now!
Can't you see I'm
hiding over here?
- Can we get rid of
this bottle or what?
- And where exactly
are we going now, eddy?
- Your place. Where else?
- I thought I told
you to... Huh?
- I don't have a good
feeling about this.
- Ok, ed. Jump.
- Wait! You don't
suppose the tape
Will leave any
unsightly residue?
I mean, mother has
the eyes of a hawk
When it comes to adhesive resin.
- Relax. I'm on it.
- Uh! Aah!
- Oh, dear.
- Don't sweat it, ed.
My dad's got a hacksaw.
Huh?
- Well?
- It ain't here, lee.
- Our ship inna bottle is gone
forever and ever and ever.
- That's crazy talk, may.
Snap out of it.
We're finding our ship
inna bottle if it kills you.
Now get out there!
We got people's lives to wreck.
- [Mumbling]
Wait!
I know who's got
a ship in a bottle.
- Is that so?
- Huh huh huh.
- Sometimes the most
perplexing of riddles
Can be solved with a simple
counterclockwise turn.
- Huh huh huh huh!
- What a load of bunk.
[Doorbell rings]
- Funny, eddy.
- Now, who could that be?
Good day, and how may I help...
- A little birdie told us
you have something of ours.
[Ed laughing]
[Heartbeat]
[Heartbeat quickens]
- Oh, lord! That
ship in a bottle
Belongs to the kankers!
- Kankers?! Every
man for himself!
- Who? What? Where? Why?
- I got him. I got him!
- Uh-huh.
- All they want
is the bottle, ed.
You're gonna have to take
one for the team, lumpy.
- Oh, that's real
brave of you, eddy.
- What?
- Why should ed
sacrifice himself?
- He took the bottle.
- Oh, look. A sponge.
- Shh. What's that?
Do you hear it?
[Clanking]
- Oops! Oh, hey.
Look what we found.
Yeah.
- We're a family again, girls.
- Aww!
Quit hogging it, lee!
- Yeah! Give it to me!
I want to hold it!
- Agreement! It's mine!
[Yelling]
- I think that was the
kankers' bottle, eddy.
- You're not the only
one confused here, ed.
Have you noticed that
we've come out of this
Virtually unscathed?
- Are we lucky or what?
- We must be getting
good at this, huh, guys?
For crying out
loud! Of all the...
- Aw, just like old times.
- Well, that sense of
confidence didn't last long.
- Do something, will you?
- I know just the thing, eddy.
A little dab of soap
will do the trick.
- And I will fetch the kankers,
As they are whizzes
at stuck fingers.
- No! Wait! Ed!
Aah! Ed!
- [Sniffing]
The stench of immortal doom
still thickens the air, yes?
Or perhaps it is wilfred's
cabbage evacuations.
Hard to tell.
[Rooster crows]
[Whirring]
- [Giggling]
Mmm.
[Grunting]
Are we ready, class?
Good. Let's begin, shall we?
Let those nasties
ooze from your body.
Ooh, doesn't that feel good?
Now coddle the tranquility.
Nuzzle the... [Bouncing]
Mr. Yab-yab!
Speak to me!
Dolly and I will miss you so.
Dolly?
Dolly!
[Grunting]
It's no use.
I'm so inadequate.
[Sobbing]
[Whimpering]
- Rough.
Kiss those baby toys good-bye.
Huh, fluffy?
- If only I wasn't a
weightless weakling,
I'd give him what for.
Hmm. Hmm?
Ha ha ha.
Look at me. I'm a bruiser.
Hee hee hee!
- Hey!
Whoa.
- I am jimmy. Hear me roar!
- [Cough]
- Grr!
- [Wolf whistle]
- You are so dead.
- Aah! Don't hurt me!
Don't hurt me!
- Man, what's with him?
- My room!
Grr!
- See? My favorite
toothpaste, eddy.
Fresh as the day
my mom bought it.
- That-a boy, mungmouth.
It's perfect for this scam.
- Thank goodness,
ed. Where would we be
If you actually brushed
every now and then?
- Ed!
[Banging]
I've had it with you, mister!
Not only did you
mess up my room,
But now I have to find
something to hit you with!
Used it.
Used it.
Aha!
Here I come, big brother.
- Run away. Run away! Run away!
Hmm.
Aah!
Disperse!
- Hiya, fellas.
Do you want to
play? Huh? Do you?
- Get lost, twerp.
We've got business
to take care of.
- Don't hit me!
- Ed, how could you say that?
I love you, silly!
- I'm confused here, eddy.
I've never seen
sarah act this way.
- Dames. Who can figure 'em?
Hey, whatever it
is you're pulling,
It ain't gonna work.
- Aw, does little
eddy want a hug, too?
- Um, sarah, are
you feeling well?
- I feel great, double d.
Hug for you, too!
- Baby sister's all cuddly and
sweet like dad's bushy ears.
- Good lord! Stay
away! Ed, do something!
- [Laughing]
Aah! Huh?
- Let me help you,
flip-flopped sister of mine.
- Grr!
Touch me again, and
I'll b*at you to a pulp.
- Ow. Ouch.
Ah, the good old days.
[Rolf humming]
[Baa]
- A fine bed for rolf's
seeds, yes, victor?
[Baa]
[Humming]
[Baa]
Come on, you.
Cursed sack of shriveled
produce droppings!
Hello.
Who threw this whatchamadoohickey
at rolf's posterior?
Aah!
[Singing gibberish]
[Gibberish]
- Double d, act
natural, ed, shut up,
And I'll do all the talking.
- Misrepresenting toothpaste
As a character-enhancing
ointment
Is far beyond my scope
of vocabulary, eddy.
- And I haven't a clue
what's going on here, eddy.
- I said shut it, stupid.
Ahem.
[Singing]
- [Grumbling]
Gee, since when did rolf
Turn into one of those
stuffed-shirt, blowhard singer types?
The guy gave me a headache.
Next house.
- Thank you.
- Odd.
Isn't that the boomerang
sarah had earlier today?
- Boomerjigger?
- Ow.
Certainly you've heard
of a boomerang, ed.
Its magnificent
aerodynamic properties
Allow it, when thrown,
to rotate a distance,
Then return to the initial
place of where it was thrown,
Used primarily by natives
Who believed it to possess
supernatural powers.
Amusing, don't you think?
- Hmm.
Supernatural?
[Banging]
- "Chasing phantoms:
"A dissertation on
unifying field theory
And its effect on
leptons and quasars...
[Typewriter rings]
By edwin."
- Eddy, come quick!
You're not gonna believe this!
- What the heck are
you doing over there?
The scam's over here!
- At any rate, I
balk at the result...
Photomolecular dissipation.
Do you concur?
- Ahem!
- Eddy, did you hear that?
Ed has finally
found his intellect.
I theorize that in puberty,
A hormonal imbalance
has unclogged ed's...
- All I hear is a
couple of slackers!
- Hostility is the calling
card of a weak intellect.
- I'll give you a calling
card right up your...
- Huh huh huh huh!
- Coochie, coochie, coo!
That's a good wittle baby.
Don't drink too fast
now, or you might get gas.
- Eddy? Motherly?
- And he didn't even show.
What's the little
dickens' name, mommy?
- Casey. Casey jr.
Casey wants uncle d
to change his diaper.
- Oh, my.
Gentlemen, there's something
very fishy going on here.
[Banging]
- What's sockhead
twitching about?
- Wow. Is it hot or what?
- Get over it.
We got ointment to sell.
- Chill, bro. I'm
sizzling in this heat.
[Ed laughing]
- Ahh. Naturelle.
The man's uniform sure
is crimping my style.
Mother nature and
me got a thing going on.
- This ain't right!
- Ahh.
Right on.
- Who are you?
Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!
- Aah!
What in sam hill
is going on here?
I'm naked!
- Not quite yourself
there, huh, bucko?
- Good golly!
Someone's made a mr. Stinkums.
Be a dear and dispose
of these, will you,
While I get casey a
clean, fresh diaper.
Oh, applesauce.
No more safety pins.
Uncle d, be a dear
and get me a safety pin.
- I'm not moving from this spot!
- Why not use this
boomerang, mommy?
- Oh, thank you, young man.
- I feel an analysis is in order to
determine the vessel's quantity
Of magnitude and direction.
- What's happening to us?!
- Inky-dinky parlez-vous!
- Where'd the scam go?
- Here it comes now, eddy!
Yow!
- I'm so confused!
- Who did this to my head?!
- What an inane, inchoate, and
inefficacious journey this has been.
[Baby crying]
- Casey jr.'S all alone!
Mommy's here,
sweetie! Don't cry!
- I'm getting the need to feel
the breeze between my knees.
That's the ticket.
- Not in front of
the baby! Please!
Casey, you cover your eyes.
- Distasteful dullard.
♪ Ed, edd, n eddy
bl-bl-bl-bl-yeah.