(The episode begins with a scene in a movie Mordecai and Rigby are watching)
Cop: What did I tell you, Mannetti? The cream always rises... (Takes sunglasses off) ...to the cop! (Laughs as we zoom out to Mordecai and Rigby watching the movie)
Mordecai: Boooo. Who writes this stuff? (Eats some chips and passes them to Rigby)
TV Announcer: Tonight, and tonight only, at the City Arena Center, it's Double R-W's Wrassle Frassle VII live! Come watch all your favorites battle it out for the championship belt! It's Really Real Wrestling at its best! Tonight at 8! For tickets, call your momma and cry about it, 'cause this event is sold out!
Mordecai: Augh! I can't believe we didn't get tickets.
Rigby: Dude, I told you we should've left early to stand in line, but no, you wanted to finish your work.
Mordecai: Dude, Benson would have snapped his crank if we just left work. You gotta be responsible sometimes.
Rigby: (Flatly) And that's why we don't have tickets for wrestling, because all you can think about is Benson's crank.
Mordecai: (Gets up) Oh. You're asking for it, man.
Rigby: You're asking for it, man.
Mordecai: You trying to get me mad? You know what happens when I get mad.
Rigby: Oh, I know.
(Pause. Mordecai and Rigby run off, and suddenly, they're wearing wrestling clothes as they mock dramatic entrances and growl.)
Cop: What did I tell you, Mannetti? The cream always rises... (Takes sunglasses off) ...to the cop! (Laughs as we zoom out to Mordecai and Rigby watching the movie)
Mordecai: Boooo. Who writes this stuff? (Eats some chips and passes them to Rigby)
TV Announcer: Tonight, and tonight only, at the City Arena Center, it's Double R-W's Wrassle Frassle VII live! Come watch all your favorites battle it out for the championship belt! It's Really Real Wrestling at its best! Tonight at 8! For tickets, call your momma and cry about it, 'cause this event is sold out!
Mordecai: Augh! I can't believe we didn't get tickets.
Rigby: Dude, I told you we should've left early to stand in line, but no, you wanted to finish your work.
Mordecai: Dude, Benson would have snapped his crank if we just left work. You gotta be responsible sometimes.
Rigby: (Flatly) And that's why we don't have tickets for wrestling, because all you can think about is Benson's crank.
Mordecai: (Gets up) Oh. You're asking for it, man.
Rigby: You're asking for it, man.
Mordecai: You trying to get me mad? You know what happens when I get mad.
Rigby: Oh, I know.
(Pause. Mordecai and Rigby run off, and suddenly, they're wearing wrestling clothes as they mock dramatic entrances and growl.)
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