[a lawnmower is propped up with a brick; running. Meatwad is slowly extending a wiener towards the blades]
Frylock: Meatwad, no!
[Shake is watching from Carl's living room window]
Master Shake: Meatwad, yes! Are you seeing this?
Meatwad: Let me go off-topic for a minute. You know how much protein is in a weenie shake?
Frylock: [Carl's house has burned down and he's just gotten back from the hospital with a foot grafted to his head] Well, Carl, you can stay with us for now.
Carl: [laying down in an antbed] Yeeaahh, thank you Daddy...
Master Shake: [Carl has been shot in the foot] You need the doctor?
Carl: Yes please.
Master Shake: It's ringing.
Carl: Oh God...
Master Shake: Hello. Doctor Cheesesteak? We require one sandwich...
Carl: I'm gonna blow you away.
Master Shake: [trying to calm Frylock down about the bills] Look, we got electricity... and we got each other.
[electricity is cut off]
Master Shake: Look, we got each other. What, are you gonna bill us for that now?
Frylock: You are about to learn a lesson in responsibility Shake!
Master Shake: I'm responsible... for getting us into that club that one time. I smooth-talked that dude. You saw me lay it down.
Frylock: Frankly, Shake, I can live like this. You can't. And if you don't pay these bills, we'll just see how long it takes before you go out of your freaking mind.
Master Shake: I'm not backing down on this, *ever*!
[falls off chair]
Master Shake: Turn on the lights, I want you to see the look on my face! Do you hear me? Or did they send a guy out to shut off your ears because I didn't pay the ear bill?
[Shake crashes through a window, landing in the front yard]
Master Shake: [shouts] Where the hell is the switch?