01x08 - The Ravin!/Elmyra's Music Video/Squeeze Play

[bunniefuu]

Chief Rain, what do you want to do today?

The same thing we do every day, Pinky.

Endure Elmira, then try to take over the

world. The

situation's changed for Pinky and the

Brain. No laboratory

alone in the rain. And someone's

looking round for where they might be

found. It's Pinky for Pinky and the

Brain. Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain,

Brain, Brain, Brain.

Trapped inside a store, a girl ran in

the door. She bought a discount turtle

but ended up with more. Now Pinky

and the Brain. Share a new domain. It's

what the network wants. Why bother to

complain?The earth remains a goal.

Some things they can't control. They're

pinky Elmira and the brain. Brain.

I deeply resent this.

Once Upon a day so dreary, while I

pondered weak and weary over plans to

seize the planet that had failed or gone

awry. While I plotted domination, I

perceived a strange sensation, as if some

great irritation. Irritation lurked

nearby. Tis just Pinky there, I muttered.

Flagellation will come nigh. Come to this

annoying guy. I will hurt you now, I

hollered. You'll be cudgelled. You'll be

collared. Pinky, show yourself this

instant. Stop this nonsense

and reply. I heard his

salutation, and I turned with

trepidation. Brain, I'm deep in

meditation. Could you please not shout so

high?If not you, then who is creeping?

Who's that lurking on the sly?I don't

know, Brain. Captain Bly. Though I did

refrain from screaming, I gave him a

decent cream, then went back to do some

scheming with a twinkle in my eye. But my

brief acceleration was replaced by

consternation. And as a dire realisation

caused my limbs to petrify. Pinky, look,

it's after 30 clock. How did the day slip

by?Now, my friend, it's do or die.

Presently my soul grew weaker. Things

could not have been much bleaker. You

pondering what I'm pondering?I asked

Pinky on the sly. Well, I think so,

Brain, he muttered. But my feet taste

better buttered. Then I grimaced and I

shuddered at his typical reply. Tis the

beast out there, you lummocks. And she's

after you and I. I should clean. The

room's a story. But before my hands could

smite him, circumstances became quite

grim. I unfurled my fist, grabbed Pinky's

wrist, then crept out on the sly. You

hide here behind the curtain. Zort. It's

filthy, that's for certain. Are you

begging for a hurting?I'll be happy to

comply. Deep into that darkness, peering

long. I stood there wondering, fearing,

and my stomach churned. Do you have gas?

It's just a butterfly, for I fear the

beast is nearer. Please don't say it's

Harry Shearer. No, not Shearer, nor Tom

Lehrer, nor some other comic guy. Neither

Frankenstein nor vampire. Just a

frightening small fry. Then I heard it

shocking fry. Time for fun.

The monster bellowed. It was clear she

had not mellowed, and my fortitude had

yellowed in the blinking of an eye. How I

miss my mousey wowsies. You look

lovely in these blousies. I

have no time for blousies. I've got

bigger fish to fry. But apparently my

protest simply did not mollify. Oh, Phil,

Myra. Chocolate pie.

Now the nightmare was advancing. Now it's

time for pretty dancing. Pirouetting.

Happy prancing. Please just sh**t me. I

did sigh. Do the tango and the rumba.

And that thing by Chumba Wamba. I am

feeling rather number. Oh, it's easy if

you try. Please believe me, I can't bend

that way. It hurts me. Aye, aye, ayePoor

Filmyra. Chug it, bye. I

am losing all sensation. You need rest

and relaxation. Yes, exactly. Please

excuse me while I go to Betty-bye. First

the bath, you'll be less cranky. And

you're smelling rather stanky. I don't

want one, please. No, thank you. Heavy

duty, psycho high. When I thought it

couldn't get much worse, it did. Now

you'll spin dry. Poor Filmyra.

Chocolate pie. You're demented, I

asserted. Preternaturally perverted. I

refuse to acquiesce to you, you spawn of

incubi. Monty Mouse! Her voice came

blaring. Cranky Mousey's always

No, I only was declaring that your

brain's a few cells shy. Won't you be all

clean and shiny?I will wash your mouth

with love. Poor Filmira. Chocolate pie.

Time for air mice, time for flying. Well,

you won't find me complying. This will

not go unanswered. Someone will

indemnify. This pain will

surely linger. Yes, it really is a

stinger. There's no

discouraging her. We're so lucky, you and

I. Rather, Pinky, I was thinking from

this nightmare we must fly. Poor Elmira.

Jacket pie. Now an abject

desperation. Suddenly an inspiration.

Pinky, look, Elmira's graveyard. An

escape for you and I. Oh, pray now,

you're talking scary. Don't write my

obituary. No, it's just imaginary. We

shall just pretend to die, and she'll put

us in the garden and we'll kiss this

place goodbye. Shh. She's coming.

Chocolate five. Now some tea will be

quite nifty. Would you like one lump or

fifty?You don't look so good. We're

dead, you see. Oh, why, oh, why, oh, why?

Well, before you get much deader, I will

try to make you better. No, you cannot

make us better. It's too late. Don't even

try. Are better, little mices?

We're still dead. No!Quote, Elmira.

Chocolate pie. What came next is rather

hazy. I remember it was crazy.

Mouth-to-mouth. CPR.

We did not revivify. I have other ways to

save you. I will try to microwave

you. That's not working. Here, I'll save

you. Don't die, mousies. Please reply.

Ohh How sad. I've done all I

can do. I guess I'll save a boy,

quoth Elmira. Chocolate pie.

Still not dead. Still just pretending.

Oh, this really is heart-wending. Soon

she'll put us in the garden. We are here

to say goodbye. My heart aches with great

emotion for the loss of their devotion.

Now I'll flush them in the ocean. I am

cursed. Fie, oh, fie. Pinky, are we

having fun yet?Oh, you fetch a brain.

Punzole. Oh, tell Myra. Chocolate pie.

Free at last. No girl to hurt us. No more

air mice to divert us. But how sad. Out

here we're safe and sound. On that you

can rely. At

Helmaras, we did dances. I would rather

take my chances. Even with

ambulances. Still, I'm feeling rather

stry. The shirtless clams. I

see them. You're much luckier than I.

Talking mice. Hey, FBI. Put us

down, you ignoramus. You two mice will

make me famous. Or perhaps I'll feed you

too much snake. Now that I'd like to try.

This looks like our last finale. Oh,

that'd be so melancholy. Hello, nut boy.

Oh, no, Wally. Hand them over. No way,

guy. Then I'll deal with you crisply.

Yeah, I'd like to see you try. You and

all your FBI. Give up, kid. I'm getting

edgy. Yeah, well, how'd you like a wedgie?

Show respect for elders, nut boy, or I'll

sock you in the eye. Now this pain's

excruciating. And yet invigorating.

All my bones are separating. Oops. We

lost them. We can fly. I'm a

birdie, birdie, birdie. Do you see what I

espy?No. What is it, Brain?Cat dive!

Though this day had been quite ghastly,

we had stood our ground steadfastly, but

the terrors that we faced were soon about

to multiply. Pinky, look, our former

dwelling. Just in time. My feet are

swelling. Can it be?It's used for selling

stuff that no one wants to buy. But

dear old Acme Labs from whence we had

been forced to fly. Stuff that no one

wants to buy. To Elmira's house

returning. No more wishing, no more

yearning. There's no better place for us,

my friend. I say that head held high.

Knock, knock, knock. My little

mousies. I'm so glad I saved your

blousies. How exciting. Yes,

the blousies. I will wear them till I

die. Oh, you're looking mighty

hungry. Here's a treat for you to try.

Yes, I smell it. Chocolate

pie.

They're a pair of talking lab mice. She's

a girl who makes us cry. They're home now

and eating Chuck at Bye, bye, bye,

bye, bye.

This is my very own music video that I

made it myself with my very own camera.

Everybody sing along. Mousies,

won't you come out and play?You'll wear

mousies. Please, now don't run away.

Come back, Mousie. 'Cause I love you,

OK?They're my friends. That's

why they're hiding.

Brainy, he's got so much to

say. He's in pain.

Doing Mousie ballet, he's complaining.

When he don't get his way, his head's big

and flat andSwooling nut but it

can! I love to play with my

fousies, I do! I squish and hug till my

fousies turn blue. I make

brain wear a scarf. Pinky big nose says

nut. You can squeeze up a dare they

barf. I love to play with my

mousies, no doubt. I love to play till my

fousies pass out.

and play horse until I go

naps. It's fine to stop it man. Cease,

I'm trying to work and you two are

singing foolish off-heed dribble.

McCranky Big Yad, we're making a music

video. It's supposed to be foolish

dribble. Yeah, man, so put an egg in

your shoe and go away, man. This

video makes no sense. It's just a random

cinematic eruption set to a Sonic

cacophony. Naughty whatty potty dog.

I'm gonna wash your mouth out with

soap.

Straying. No, we'll never do

that, 'cause we're playing.

With our dog, who's a cat, we'll be

staying. While she smashes us

flat or we get flushed

down the toilet. Someday

me and Rudy will win. That's a dumb day.

It's a day that I dread. I hope that day

Tug's already been fed so we all

can live together.

Oh no, it's fun to

play with my mouth. It's cool. I love

to play with my. My

mousies at school They

make a show and tell Cranky Pig and can

spell I can squeeze 'em and tell

me, yeah They're little blue and my

nousies I do I squeeze

and hug 'til my mousies turn blue

Cranky Pig and the pink Silly

Pinky's insane With Pinky,

Elmira and the brain, brain, brain,

brain, brainThat was particularly

annoying.

Cool. I love booby-trapping my

room. It's better than cleaning it up,

right, Tonk?

Better reset my booby trap. What should I

use?Quarter stick of dynamite, phosphorus

grenade, or the Semtex?Hmm,

I'm almost out of dynamite.

What is it, boy?What do you see?

There. See?I bet a

couple of smarty-pants Tunk and mice

would taste real good, huh, Tunk?

Angle my solar ray toward the sun, then

we shall test it. Righto, Brain. Once

perfected, I shall use a larger version

of this device to conquer Phoenix. For he

who controls Phoenix controls the suburbs

of Scottsdale, Mesa and Tempe.

Lowering our sights a bit, aren't we,

Brain?We used to try and take over whole

countries. No. And we shall, Pinky.

The Phoenix area is a Mecca for

grandparents from all over the United

States and Canada. Every winter they

descend upon the city like locusts. We

shall deny them entry. Forced home for an

entire winter, these grandparents will

soon drive their families mad with baby

pictures and dumb jokes. Our price for

reopening Phoenix will be control of the

United States and Canada.

God, brilliant brain. United States,

Canada, Mexico, Panama. If you break

into song again, I can't be held

accountable for my actions. It's time to.

Play Mousie in a Sack!

Mousie in a sack! Wack, wack,

wack! Mousie in a sack! Wack, wack,

wack! Mousie in a sack!

Wack, wack, wack! Mousie in a sack!

Wack, wack, wack! Hey, Elmira, whatcha

got in the bag?Mousie's in the sack.

See?Why don't

you let me borrow your mice?I wanna,

um.. Weigh them. What's in it for me,

Rootie Tootie Rootie?I'll teach you how

to break into soda machines. The price

for my mice is one big smooch.

No way. Hey, what's this?

Wow, look at his butt burn. This is

cool. I'm taking this mutt zapper back to

my room. I'll probably keep it. Oka-doka

Rudy-boop. You let Rudy take my property,

you lumbering behemoth. Tell him to bring

it back at once. Chug and pie! I am

truly in a league of my own.

What's in it for me, bossy mouse?Must

everything carry a price tag?All you have

to do is keep Rudy busy while we retrieve

my solar ray. Will you stop it?

All done. Will you

assist me or not?What's in it for me,

cranky round noggin?Brain, I

think maybe Elmira would help us if

you'd... I

would rather gargle molten lead. Well,

it's up to you, Brain, but I happen to

know it's something she'd like.

Troz. My life is a buffet of

grotesque choices. So be it. Listen,

Elmira, if you help me. This is what I'll

agree to do. Remember what I told you.

We only need 1/2 hour, so keep him busy.

OK, Bunny. And you remember what you

promised the new lady.

What are you doing?Laughing outside my

front door?I know where there's some

dynamite, but maybe you're not

interested. Dynamite. Uh, yeah,

sure. Where at?You're so

round and different.

What a landfill. There are probably

germs in here the size of a nickel.

There, Pinky, the solar ray. Let's get it

and flee before we contract something

lethal. Look, Brain, an invisible tunnel,

just like Wonder Woman's plane. Adio.

Oh, I get it. Even the echo's invisible.

Anaconda. Oh, anaconda to you

too. I am too fearful to

drub you. Somewhere in this room is a

member of the Eunectus marinus family.

The anaconda crushes the bones of its

prey, then swallows it alive.

Anaconda have also been known to

regurgitate their victims only to. Devour

them again. Oh well, it sounds like they

have an eating disorder, just like on

after school specials. Be quiet, Pinky.

We must employ stealth to win past the

beast.

You sure you got dynamite?Mostly in my

smooches, Rooney Doody.

Don't make me hurl. Maybe if we close our

eyes, he won't be able to see us. Our

safest course lies in panic-stricken

flight.

Pinky, grab the other end and stretch it.

Snake in a sock. That addled

reptile has learned that you cannot

outwit a mouse. I think we're caught on a

wire. Well, just kick it loose.

Hey, was that one of my booby traps?I

didn't hear anything but the pounding of

my heart for you. Just find the

dynamite. For a brief moment, I thought

we had the upper hand on this situation.

UmRain. I think Snakey

and the sock is loose. Then let us scurry

for our lives.

You are a jewel in the crown ofstupidity.

I wonder if we taste like chicken.

Heard it, Pinky. If we can get the solar

ray into position, we might have a

chance. Panic, panic, panic.

Panic, panic,

panic.

But Rudy Moody, what about the

dynamite?You're full of beans. He just

wanted to kiss me or something gross.

Wow. Hey, Elmira. Looks like Tonk ate

your stupid mice. Good work, boy. Naughty

bad, snakey wakey. You let my

mousies go. Hey, you nut.

Don't hurt Tonk. Let's see how you like

having your stuff busted.

There. That's not mine.

Oh, well, you're still weird. Come on,

Tonk. Mousies are all

licky from the snake tummy. Really,

Elmira, is all this hygiene necessary?It

is for you, Brainy Big Head. We

made a deal and you gotta keep your

promise.

Despite this humiliation, I... Feel it

in your blush coming on.