Episode 613- The Sinister Urge
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(Crow and Servo are still in cop/detective garb, Gypsy still with hat
and single eyeglass. Pay phone rings. Mike heads toward it and picks up
(Frank is on the phone, ticking sound can be heard in background.)
Frank (sinisterly): Mike, can you talk? Good.
In about two minutes,
Dr. Forrester and Deep 13 are going to be blown into a
million, billion, kagillion pieces! Hahaha! How does that make
Mike (over phone): Frank?
Mike (over phone): Hey, can you put
Dr. F on for a sec?
Frank: Sure thing. Clay
it’s for you!
(We zoom out from Frank to see Clay, still with dynamite strapped to
him, with a bag of fast food.)
thank you. (takes phone) Yello?
Mike (over phone): Did you get the
I did! And listen! There was a meal deal, so I got two
beef and Swiss, and I know I’m not going to eat them both,
Mike (over phone): Would you never
mind about that? Get the…all right…hold
Tom (over phone): Clay, this is Tom, listen
very carefully…did you get the Deputy Dog
Mike (over phone): Would you get out
of here! Clay!
Mike (over phone): Get out the
potato cake and unwrap it.
F is about to eat it)
Mike (over phone): Don’t
eat it! Don’t eat it! No. Break it in half. (Dr. F breaks it
half.) Don’t burn your fingers. Now, wand the odor towards
Frank! (Dr. F tries to get the odor toward Frank.)
Frank: Time to
die…heheheheh (takes phone). Well Mike, Dr.
Forrester’s about to make a mess of himself! Hahahahahaha!
is that potato cake I smell?
Frank with the potato cake): That’s right
that’s right! (Frank is more than tempted to go after it, and
then Dr. F throws the two pieces as Frank goes to fetch them) Go get
it! (Gets up and heads to the detonator plunger) That’s
(Pulls the plug from the detonator as the ticking stops) Well, it looks
like I’ve got everything control down here! Carry on!
Gypsy: Oh boy, I wonder
if Forrester’s planning on killing Frank!
Crow: Well, I could
call Huggy Bear and find…I better call Huggy Bear…
Huggy Bear and find out. Come on now, we got to
read a letter. I have a nice one from Victoria Miller. Put the picture
up on still store, will you Cambot? OK, and she says: Mike, Tom, and
Crow, I did a science…yeah right…I did a science
project on how
different levels of gravitational force affects wheat seasons.
Crow (sarcastic): How exciting!
Mike: My science
project went all the way to the international science
and engineering fair where I won the first place army and air force
Gypsy: She got it
Mike: They think I got
the best botany project in the world!
Crow: Well I…
Mike: I also won the
first place NASA award.
Tom: Gee, smart
aren’t you, gee, if you’re so smart, how
come you didn’t come up with the idea for
Gypsy and Crow: Yeah!
a good point. You know, the bus not going under 55 miles an hour.
Tom: Smart, smart,
Gypsy: Nice job Vicky!
Mike: Nice letter
though, that’s right! Uh, I hope you weren’t too
hard on Frank, Dr. Forrester (hits button).
no. In fact, Frank should be done deep frying just about
now! (Freaks out as camera pans to reveal a Deep Fried Frank!)
I’m deep fried! (Dr. F takes a piece of Deep Fried Frank and
eats it) We’re even! Now give me a hug!
(The two hug as Dr. F pushes the button.)