Favorite Riffs:
*Catherine explains the cryogenically freezing of people. Johnny catches on pretty well.*
Johnny: When they're frozen hundreds of degrees below zero, it's just like they're really dead. But they're not!
Joel: But their souls are.
*Johnny begins to wonder around*
Catherine: Johnny don't go in there!
Crow (as Johnny): I don't care!
*Johnny, Carol, and Catherine are frozen in the cryogenic chambers*
Servo: Hate them Minnesotta winters.
*The trio wake up in a room with some bizarre looking machines.*
Joel: It's the Daleks!
Servo: Exterminate! Exterminate! Exterminate!
Johnny: I don't want to be killed by a monkey!
Crow (as Johnny): I want to die by my own hand.
*The Main Ape Soldier has the trio in a line, looking them over as to size them up*
Servo (as Ape Soldier): So we put up with centuries of bellhop costumes, little shirts that says Zippys on them, badmitton on ice, rollerskates, cigars in our mouths.. Lancelot Link set us back a hundred years!
*The trio rummage around in Green Mountain*
Joel: Hey, high grade weed!
Servo: Whoa.
Crow: Dude.
*After the trio barely escape a rock trap*
Johnny: With this knife, I'm not scared of anyone.
Joel: You're dumber than those rocks.
*Shot of some apes looking around for the humans.*
Crow: Let's crap in our hands and throw it at people! Hahaha. It doesn't matter how much you evolve, that's still funny.
*The trio meet up with Goto, and they are hanging out in his cave.*
Goto: I think we need to take care of Caroline's wound.
Crow: She doesn't have one. *beat* Well, let's give her one!
*The apes capture Goto and are ready to kill him, that is until a car drives to the execution*
Joel: Uh-oh. The producer is here!
All: Sandy Frank! Sandy Frank! Why don't you crap in his hand!
Servo: I hope he doesn't see this. (Whoops!)
*The humans (and Pepe) try to escape*
Crow: Well it was about this time the Ape Boys got themselves in a heap of trouble at the Criter's Place.
*Pepe and her mother reunite*
Crow: Excuse me, ma'am? Brawny wants his shirt back.
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