- Master Shake: Carl! Take it up!
- Carl Brutananadilewski: With pleasure.
- Master Shake: Whoah! Whoah! Whoah! Whoah! You take it up too high how am I gonna inject the cheese?
- Frylock: The cheese?
- Carl Brutananadilewski: Oh yes! What is that, cheddar or pepper jack?
- Master Shake: Both.
- Carl Brutananadilewski: You are the man!
- Master Shake: There's pork in there too. See, I rolled it in ranch dressing then force fed it to her. How do you think she died, natural causes?
- Carl Brutananadilewski: This is gonna be so good!
- Frylock: Yeck! Well y'all go on ahead and have your little heart attack. Meatwad and I are gonna have us a healthy labor day. Ain't that right Meatwad?
- Meatwad: Yeah, I'll do that when I'm dead. Inject me with some cheese!
- Master Shake: Submerge! It's gonna take a minute Carl. We've just gotta hope that the bowels don't release after hitting the hot oil.
- Master Shake: Frylock, I'm telling you, that's not me in that video... 'Cuz that's nothing! There's nothing up there! What the hell is, this is bark!
- Frylock: So uhh what are you going to with all that oil?
- Master Shake: Well, I guess gee, what will we do with a vat of hot oil? I'm gonna tip it over.
- [Begins to tip the vat of oil]
- Frylock: Whooa whoaa whoa whoa! We're not doing that.
- Master Shake: Look, relax. I am respectful of my Earth Mother. Now let's tip.
- [Starts to tip it again]
- Frylock: You're not doing that, Shake! Look, that oil needs to be disposed of properly.
- Master Shake: You know the river is over 2 miles from here?
- Frylock: The river is not where it goes! They have special places that will take this, and one of them is right down the street.
- Master Shake: Thank you, Stephanie.
- [walking away]
- Master Shake: Why don't you go do your nails? The men are eating.