My Mom/Transcript

This is the transcript for My Mom.

Mordecai:Dude, hurry! Tie it up, we're gonna be late! (Mordecai and Rigby jump in Golf-Cart, car beeps) We're not gonna make it, we're not gonna make it!

Benson:I knew it, I KNEW they were gonna be late.

Mordecai: (gasps) Dude, we're gonna make it! We're gonna make iiiiiiiiit! (crashes into poll, glass shatters) Here, Benson! Here's the lemon tree you wanted us to pick up.

Rigby: I think the guy sold us a lemon, known what I'm sayin'!? (both snicker)

Benson: GGGRR! Wait, no! I was stupid enough to think you two could on for such a hard job. You obviously need supervision.

Mordecai:Super-what, now?

Benson:(picks up walkie-talkie) Muscle Man, High-Five Ghost, get down here! I need you two to watch over Mordecai and Rigby!

Muscle Man:We'll be right there.

Rigby:Aw, you can't stick us with Muscle Man and High-Five! Those guys are turds!

Mordecai:They've got the combined intelligence of bread-mold. Can't you give us another chance?

Benson:No more chances! And if you screw up again, I'll have Muscle Man and High-Five supervise you again, and again! GET IT!?

Mordecai:Um, yes. Yes, sir. (Muscle Man drives up) Oh, great!

Muscle Man:Well, well, well! Looks like somebody needs some supervision. You know who else needs supervision? MY MOM! Haha, yeah! Now, get in the Cart so I could supervise you. (drives in Cart, loud music blares)

Rigby:I don't know how long I can take this!

Mordecai:Dude, look, there's the Nursery, this'll all be over soon!

Rigby:Aw, sick!

Muscle Man:Oh, man! I LOVE this tasty lick!

Mordecai:Dude, we just passed The Nursery!

Muscle Man:Pull your panites outta your butt, bro! I know a shortcut!

Mordecai:But, it was right there!

Muscle Man:Who supervising this mission!? ME, that's who! So, shut your world-hole, I'm listening to my jams.

(cart stops in the middle of a forest)

Mordecai:What!? Where are we, why're we stopping!?

Muscle Man:It's lunchtime! This place has the best tacos in the city! (chuckles) You know who else has the best tacos in the city!?

Rigby:Dude, Benson will blow a fuse, if he finds out we were slacking off!

MM:You known who else would blow a fuse, if she found out we were slacking off!?

Mordecai:We don't have time for this!

MM:You known who else doesn't have time for this!?

Mordecai and Rigby:AUGH!

MM:You known who else says "AUGH!"? MY MOM! Hyah!

Mordecai:Can we please get lunch, after we pick up the tree!?

MM:No can do, High-Fives has gots to have his tacos! (picks up walkie-talkie)Hey, Benson, we're gonna pull over and get lunch, that cool?

Benson:Go for it, I known you guys will get it done!

Mordecai and Rigby:Woah!

Rigby:Benson's never that cool with us!

MM:Woah! Don't you guys check in!?

Mordecai:Uh, no.

MM:You've gotta check in! Benson's the boss, he needs to know where you are at all times! WHOO, LET'S EAT!

Rigby:How come you never check in!? (Mordecai punches Rigby) Ow!

Taco Guy:Muslce Man, HFG! I haven't seen you guys in ages! Who are those losers?

MM:Just two chumps I'm supervising! I have to make sure they do it right!

Taco Guy:Well, I feel sorry for you two.

MM:You known who I feel sorry for? MY MOM!

Taco Guy:OHHH!

MM, Taco Guy, and Fives:OOOOOHH!!

Rigby:OHHH! (Mordecai punches him) OW!

(all laugh, except Mordecai)

Taco Guy:Here's your round 'o tacos, for makin' me laugh!

Mordecai: Aw, what!? He acutally thought that was funny!?

Rigby:I guess Muscle Man is really instulting himself!

(LATER....)

Mordecai:Can we go pick up the tree, now?

MM:Yeah! High-Fives knows how to hot-wire the Cart it go speeding-fast! You know who taught Fives to mess the Cart to make it go speeding-fast!? My uncle, John. He's a mechanic.

Rigby:That's cool!

MM:You know who taught him!? MY MOM!

More to come......