Rolie Polie Olie: The Great Defender of Fun (2002 Video)
Olie: A balloon-a-gram!
Balloon-a-gram: Hi-howdy-hey! Hiddy-up-hooray! Have a triple, double happy day!
Willy Jollie: We are Willy...
Wally Jollie: ...And Wally...
Gloomius Maximus: [snidely] There won't be any birthday party! Go ahead, try if you want to... Ah, Ha, ha.
Zowie: You're not nice. Why are you so gloomy, Gloomie?
Gloomius Maximus: Why? Why? *WHY*?
Gloomius Maximus: [mumbling] I've always been gloomy.
Gloomius Maximus: [walks toward the window of his spaceship] I've always been this way... and I never liked... *birthday parties*!
Zowie: [amazed] No like birthday parties?
Gloomius Maximus: It's all a bunch of ho-ee!
Zowie: No like fun presents? No like yummy cake?
Gloomius Maximus: [suddenly nostalgic] As a matter of fact, I've never had a birthday party... ever... Never had... fun presents...
Gloomius Maximus: [at the brink of crying] Or a yummy cake, or good friends that want to... want me to participate...
Gloomius Maximus: SO BECAUSE I DIDN'T HAVE A BIRTHDAY PARTY, NO ONE ELSE WILL *HAVE* A BIRTHDAY PARTY! NOT NOW... NOT *EVER* AGAIN!
Olie: [to Billy, who is slowly succumbing to depression] I don't wanna give up fun, I like fun.
Billy Bevel: [lethargic] I'm just too gloomy, Olie.
Gloomius Maximus: [Pappy's dentures bites him in the posterior] eee-YYYYYOOOOOWWWW!
Billy Bevel: Oh! Right into the "Gluteus Maximus"!
Uncle Gizmo: [to Olie and Billy who are in their makeshift cardboard box rocket ship; he is riding on Gizmo motor bike takes off into the air like a rocket] YEEE-HA! I'M RIGHT BEHIND YAH BOYS!
Pappy, TV Announcer: [Offscreen] Did someone say gloomy?
Pappy, TV Announcer: [Scene shows that he has been "gloomerated" by Gloomius Maximus's glum beam] I feel *REAL* gloomy.
Doctor Geary: [after fixing Pappy's "Pappy Gear"] Feeling happy, Mister Pappy?
Pappy, TV Announcer: Well, I feel...
[looks down at his feet, which are tap dancing energetically]
Pappy, TV Announcer: Well... uh... happy...
[Pappy continues to tap dance and then does a fast, amazingly executed spin]
Pappy, TV Announcer: [joyfully excited] Down right tappy!
Gloomius Maximus: [singing] 'cuz I feel better when *you* feel *worse*!
Spaceboy, Young Dad: Looks like things need some cheering up around here.
Pappy, TV Announcer: [Pappy's runaway dentures chomps down on Olie's father's gluteus maximus] Oh, there's my band marcher!
Olie: [Olie, Spot and Billy have infilterated Gluteus Maximus's ship; saving Zowie and Pappy] C'mon Billy, C'mon Zo! We've got a party to go to!
Gloomius Maximus: [approaching them; falsely suspicious] GOING *somewhere?*
Billy Bevel: [noticing Gloomius has the super-silly ray intended to be Zowie's birthday present in his possession] Hey! that's Zowie's super-silly ray! Give it back!
Gloomius Maximus: [dangling the silly ray in front of Billy; like a Angler Fish luring a smaller fish with a lure; sneering] Come and get it, Bot Boy!
Billy Bevel: [backing away; whispering to Olie] Time to get the secret weapon.
[Olie, with a determined look on his face, holds up the secret weapon; the giggling tickle-me-pickle; heroic fanfare sounds]
Gloomius Maximus: [too-much-sugar of a voice] Oo-hoo... A little, itty, bitty pickle!
Billy Bevel: [shouts] Let him have it, Olie!
[With an almighty grunt, Olie throws the pickle at Gloomius. The tickle-me pickle begins tickling Gloomius Maximus immediately]
Dad: [Gloomius Maximus's henchmen are throwing Bowling balls at Uncle Gizmo, Space boy, Space dog and Mr. Polie]
[inside Coupe, looking through the sunroof]
Dad: It's a cosmic storm!
Spaceboy, Young Dad: [bowling balls are whizzing by him] It's an asteroid shower!
Uncle Gizmo: [catches a bowling ball in his helmet] No... it's BOWLIN' BALLS!