My Dad the Rock Star (2003–2004): Season 1, Episode 10 - Call of the Wild - full transcript
When Willy asks to sign up for a camping trip with Quincy and Alissa, Rock and Crystal decide it would be a great opportunity to spend quality time with their son if they organized a trip for Willy and his pals instead.
♪ It’s so hard just to feel
normal ♪
♪ When everyone is
completely paranormal ♪
♪ And everything is totally
deranged ♪
♪ And you’re the only one who
sings ♪
♪ Sometimes it gets so
unbearable ♪
♪ But mostly I feel
unbelievable ♪
♪ And I’m a freak ’cause my dad
is a rock star, yeah ♪
♪ My dad is a rock star
♪ That’s it, the party’s over ♪
♪ Turn off the lights, I’m
leaving the stage ♪
♪ I just want to get a little
more control ♪
So nobody can tell me what to
do ♪
♪ Sometimes it gets so
unbearable ♪
♪ But mostly I feel
unbelievable ♪
♪ And I’m a freak ’cause my dad
is a rock star, yeah ♪
♪ My dad is a rock star
♪ Yeah, yeah
Ah-whoo!
♪
WILLY: It’s perfect!
A whole weekend on our own in
the great outdoors.
Want to go for it?
Totally, we can sign up for
canoeing and kayaking over
there.
Come on!
Yo, hold up!
You actually want to go on this
wilderness trip?
I mean, camping’s kind of wack!
Get real, Quincy.
You used to be a Junior Marmot.
I promise to converse the
forest, protect wildlife, and
burrow whenever possible.
You promised to keep that on the
QT, yo.
Your secret’s safe, Q.
Besides, I’ve always wanted to
go camping, but never had the
chance before.
(Screaming)
My dad may be rough around the
edges, but he’s definitely not
into roughing it.
ROCK: A camping trip?
Ah-whoo!
Sounds rocking!
So when do we leave?
Dad, the "we" is supposed to
be Quincy, Alyssa, and me.
It’s a camping trip organized
for kids and not their parents.
Hey, hey, hey!
Let’s organize our own camping
trip instead.
I’ll show you and your friends
how to camp the Rock Zilla way.
Ah-whoo!
I don’t know, Dad.
This trip is run by
professionals.
"Professionals," ha!
Who better to take you rock
climbing than Rock Zilla
himself?
Ah-whoo!
Your dad’s right, Willy.
We can spend some real quality
Zilla time together.
Bonding in the realm of the
Earth Mother.
Ooh, I’ll go get my moonstones!
Let me guess, you didn’t get
voted "Nerd of the Week"?
You really don’t have to go
to all the trouble, Dad.
No trouble at all, my man.
I’d love to go on a father-son
camping trip.
Or a father-son-daughter-mother-
friend-roadie-extremely large
lizard trip, for that matter!
Whoa, you can count me out of
that nut mix cause there’s no
way I’m going camping.
Do you even know anything
about camping?
Are you kidding?
My groupies used to camp out in
droves at my concerts.
And with the way I breathe fire
onstage, I was always a monster
hit at the weenie roast!
Well, better get packing...
QUINCY: Dude, your parents
want to do what?
Willy, your family’s great
and all, but I cannot see them
camping.
There’s no elevator, no TV, no
room service, no room--
I know, but they’ve already
made up their minds.
ALYSSA: Well, at least we’ll
be getting out of Silent
Springs.
Yeah!
I guess I’ll finally get to
enjoy the simple things in life.
Leave behind the mansion, the
home theatre, bowling alley, the
pool--
SERENITY: Get this, my
parents are going out of town
for the week, and I’m going to
have the whole mansion to
myself!
Including the home theatre, the
bowling alley, the pool...
(Whistling)
Hi, guys.
Where’s your stuff, Q?
This is it, bro.
Nature will provide me with
everything I need.
You didn’t even bring a
bathing suit?
Don’t need it.
I’m going au natural.
Ugh!
Then I hope you’re bringing your
own lake, cause you’re
definitely not using ours!
Don’t worry, Mom, I’ll be
fine on my own.
Please, go, and have a good
time!
Alright, sweetie, but try not
to make a mess, and don’t forget
to water the plants.
See you tomorrow night!
(Kissing noises)
Bye!
Finally!
I thought they’d never leave!
Just think.
Tonight, we’ll be sleeping out
under the stars.
What could be taking your
parents so long?
I don’t know.
They promised to pack light.
(Gasping)
(Brakes screeching)
ROCK: Are we ready to rock or
are we ready to roll?
Let me hear it now, the call of
the wild.
Ah-whoo!
(TV sound effects)
(Hissing)
It’s such a beautiful day,
kids.
It’d be a crying shame to spend
it cooped up inside watching
TV.
Why don’t you head to the roof
to get some fresh air and watch
the even bigger TV up there!
We’re okay, but thanks,
Mr. Zilla.
No problemo!
Well, don’t know about you, but
I’m going to catch some rays.
(Zapping)
How about this, then?
Too tame.
Too lame.
Too, uh, what else rhymes with
"tame" and "lame"?
Ahh!
I guess we’re here.
(Birds cawing)
Look at this place, it’s, it’s--
It’s perfect!
(Birds cawing)
(Sighing)
I feel at one with nature
already!
WILLY: I don’t know if this
is such a great spot for a
campsite, Mom.
You don’t think so?
Well, here, let me double-check.
(Bones cracking)
I’m absolutely certain that this
spot has more positive energy
than anywhere within a ten mile
radius.
Okay, Mom, if you’re sure,
but Q, Alyssa, and I are going
to set up our camp over there.
(Dance music)
SERENITY: It is so nice not
having Mom, Dad, and that little
ankle-biter around.
Nothing like an avocado
face-mask.
Mom, can I get something to
eat?
I’m starving!
Mom?
Oh, yeah!
Ugh!
I hate guacamole!
Which way to the kitchen again?
That should do it.
Nice job, amigos.
Now, are we going to go for a
dip or what?
Last one in the lake has to
help my dad with his wetsuit!
Oh!
(Screaming)
(Splashing)
QUINCY: Whoa!
(Laughing)
(Footsteps approaching)
Kids?
Kids?
(Panting)
ROCK: Heads up, pedestrians!
Woo-hoo!
(Screaming)
Can’t stop!
Unbearable!
Pain!
Ooh, that’s going to leave a
mark.
What’s taking you kids so long?
(Laughing)
(Screaming)
Ah, home, sweet motor-home.
I can’t wait to get inside and
sink into a soothing mud bath.
(Rumbling)
(Screaming)
No!
How am I going to take my mud
bath?
I think that energy mom felt
before was actually gravity
coming from the middle of that
sink hole.
You know, I think I’m, uh,
I’m suddenly getting much more
positive vibes from that Happy
Holiday hotel we passed along
the way.
Honey, you’re forgetting the
"Burning Tongue Tour" of ’79?
Ah-whoo!
So, when’s check-out time again?
Now, huh?
Okay, that works for me.
That was actually one of the
nicer places that banned us for
life.
(Sobbing)
Right-o, then.
Guess I’ll be off and try to
find us a lift home.
Good idea, Skunk.
In the meantime, Mom and Dad,
you’ll just have to come stay in
our camp.
Does your camp have an indoor
racquetball court?
Sorry, Dad, you’ll just have
to get by without it.
Now, come on, we have a lot of
work to do.
Where’s the fun in camping if
you have to sleep out in a tent?
WILLY: Mom, you’re in charge
of water.
You guys take care of the
cooler.
Dad, we’ll collect the firewood.
Let’s go!
(Grunting)
There, that should keep it
safe from any potential
predators.
Yo, including Willy’s dad!
(Growling)
SERENITY: Finally!
Who put the kitchen next to the
dining room anyway?
How hard can soup be?
Oh, good, it’s almost ready.
(Explosion)
ROCK: Don’t mean to rock the
boat, but fishing is boring!
Time to abandon dinghy and take
a dip!
Ah!
Crabs, again!
What do you know?
Fish can live in your pants.
I owe Zeppelin an apology.
(Banjo playing)
SKUNK: What’s all this, then?
Uh, pardon me, gentlemen?
Hey!
You know what we does to
strangers around these parts?
(Pig squealing)
Uh...
(Gulping)
We throw them a party!
Yee-haw!
(Banjo playing)
Yee-haw!
Woo-hoo!
Oh, well, thanks, mates, but
I best be off now.
Party ain’t over.
(Shuddering)
WILLY: Okay, we’ll need a
campfire, Dad.
So you’ll need to rub two sticks
together like this, until the
friction causes a spark.
Uh, Dad?
Hello, flash pots!
Why bother with the real thing
when there’s stage props to do
it for you?
Ah-whoo!
Fire in the hole!
(Explosion)
No, thanks.
I had an uncle who was
reincarnated as a fish.
I just can’t take that chance.
No beer batter?
No fries?
Cole slaw?
What are we, savages?
I’m going to starve!
Relax, Dad, we’ve still got
marshmallows.
Oh, sweet cubes of sugary
goodness.
You’ve saved the day yet again!
Okay, so who wanted boring
old toast, anyway?
Hmm, I couldn’t possibly screw
up a simple smoothie.
(Explosion)
(Groaning)
(Electrical surging)
Next time, I am so going
camping!
WILLY: Isn’t this great?
Yeah, but something’s
missing.
You can’t have a campfire
without campfire songs!
♪ The other day, I met a bear
♪ A great big bear
♪ A great big bear
♪ Away up there
♪ Away up there
♪ The other day I met a bear
♪ A great big bear
♪ Way up there
(Growling)
(Punching)
Ow!
Well, that’s got to be the worst
of it.
It’ll be a breeze from here on
in.
(Thunder rumbling)
I wish we still had the motor
home.
Hey, I’ve still got the keys!
(Doorbell ringing)
Saved!
I am so out of here!
(Gasping)
(Doorbell ringing)
Like, I thought she wanted us
to meet her here.
Coming!
I guess she took off without
us.
That is, like, so Serenity!
(Yelling)
I can’t believe Mom and Dad
insisted I stay home alone!
(Snoring)
(Wolf howling)
What?
Hey, did you hear that, Willy?
One of my fans!
We’re rescued!
(Growling)
(Screaming)
Uh, that was a real wolf,
Dad.
Oh, right, I knew that.
Morning, kids, another
beautiful day.
Nice hat, Dad.
Oh, thanks.
Huh?
(Screaming)
Get it off, get it off!
CRYSTAL: Willy, honey, we’re
just going to go for a quick
walk to see if we can find some
berries for breakfast.
And the little boys’ room!
Okay, but don’t pick any
berries you don’t recognize.
And watch out for poison ivy.
It’s got shiny green leaves that
come in threes.
Don’t worry, sweetie,
everything gives off karma.
I’ll be able to sense its
negative vibes from a mile away!
They’re doomed.
Oh, yeah!
(Dripping)
(Screaming)
(Gasping)
(Crashing)
(Animals chattering)
This cannot be happening to
me!
Mr. Skunk, I’m having the worst
day.
Is there anything I can say that
will convince you not...
to spray me?
(Phone ringing)
Hello?
Hello?
Anyone?
(Groaning)
I’m so alone in here, in this
big, empty mansion.
If I live through this, I’m
never letting Mom and Dad out
of my sight ever again!
(Muttering)
WILLY: Stop fidgeting, Dad.
This calamine lotion will cut
down on the itching.
Oh, but it’s pink!
Rock stars never wear pink!
Alice never wore pink.
Not even Pink Floyd wore pink!
I thought you ere going to
stay away from the poison ivy.
That was poison ivy back
there?
I guess I shouldn’t have used
it as toilet paper!
(Engine roaring)
(Banjo playing)
Hey, Skunk, nice going, you got
us a ride.
I sure did!
Lucky for me, these fine chaps
here were Rock Zilla fans!
Who’s that there pink feller?
Why, it’s Rock Zilla!
(Gasping)
I may not got taste, but I
still got eyes, and that ain’t
no Rock Zilla.
(Cheering)
That’s him, all right!
Join our band!
Finally, on the road to--
(Groaning)
recovery.
I can’t believe it’s time to
go home already.
We were having such a great
time!
Yeah, that was awesome!
(Engine rumbling)
QUINCY: Thanks, Mr. and Mrs.
Zilla, that was off the hook!
ALYSSA: Thanks for the lift.
See you, Willy!
(Shuddering)
WILLY: Bye!
SKUNK: Bye!
That was certainly an
enlightening experience.
But it sure is nice to be
back home.
(Crashing)
ROCK: Hmm, something looks
different.
(Animals chattering)
(Sniffing)
Whoa, that must have been some
party.
I’m almost sorry I missed it.
All I asked was that she kept
the house clean and water the
plants.
Well, I’d say the plants are
definitely watered.
(Yawning)
SKUNK: Alone at last.
(Door knocking)
(Gasping)
Oh, who could it be at this
hour?
What’s going on here?
Can we crash here for the
night?
But I thought you couldn’t
wait to be home?
That was before we knew the
house was cold, wet, and
infested with rodents.
Of course.
Serenity.
WILLY: This is nice.
Kind of feels like camping out,
doesn’t it?
(All groaning)
(Sniffing)
SERENITY: Hey!
♪
normal ♪
♪ When everyone is
completely paranormal ♪
♪ And everything is totally
deranged ♪
♪ And you’re the only one who
sings ♪
♪ Sometimes it gets so
unbearable ♪
♪ But mostly I feel
unbelievable ♪
♪ And I’m a freak ’cause my dad
is a rock star, yeah ♪
♪ My dad is a rock star
♪ That’s it, the party’s over ♪
♪ Turn off the lights, I’m
leaving the stage ♪
♪ I just want to get a little
more control ♪
So nobody can tell me what to
do ♪
♪ Sometimes it gets so
unbearable ♪
♪ But mostly I feel
unbelievable ♪
♪ And I’m a freak ’cause my dad
is a rock star, yeah ♪
♪ My dad is a rock star
♪ Yeah, yeah
Ah-whoo!
♪
WILLY: It’s perfect!
A whole weekend on our own in
the great outdoors.
Want to go for it?
Totally, we can sign up for
canoeing and kayaking over
there.
Come on!
Yo, hold up!
You actually want to go on this
wilderness trip?
I mean, camping’s kind of wack!
Get real, Quincy.
You used to be a Junior Marmot.
I promise to converse the
forest, protect wildlife, and
burrow whenever possible.
You promised to keep that on the
QT, yo.
Your secret’s safe, Q.
Besides, I’ve always wanted to
go camping, but never had the
chance before.
(Screaming)
My dad may be rough around the
edges, but he’s definitely not
into roughing it.
ROCK: A camping trip?
Ah-whoo!
Sounds rocking!
So when do we leave?
Dad, the "we" is supposed to
be Quincy, Alyssa, and me.
It’s a camping trip organized
for kids and not their parents.
Hey, hey, hey!
Let’s organize our own camping
trip instead.
I’ll show you and your friends
how to camp the Rock Zilla way.
Ah-whoo!
I don’t know, Dad.
This trip is run by
professionals.
"Professionals," ha!
Who better to take you rock
climbing than Rock Zilla
himself?
Ah-whoo!
Your dad’s right, Willy.
We can spend some real quality
Zilla time together.
Bonding in the realm of the
Earth Mother.
Ooh, I’ll go get my moonstones!
Let me guess, you didn’t get
voted "Nerd of the Week"?
You really don’t have to go
to all the trouble, Dad.
No trouble at all, my man.
I’d love to go on a father-son
camping trip.
Or a father-son-daughter-mother-
friend-roadie-extremely large
lizard trip, for that matter!
Whoa, you can count me out of
that nut mix cause there’s no
way I’m going camping.
Do you even know anything
about camping?
Are you kidding?
My groupies used to camp out in
droves at my concerts.
And with the way I breathe fire
onstage, I was always a monster
hit at the weenie roast!
Well, better get packing...
QUINCY: Dude, your parents
want to do what?
Willy, your family’s great
and all, but I cannot see them
camping.
There’s no elevator, no TV, no
room service, no room--
I know, but they’ve already
made up their minds.
ALYSSA: Well, at least we’ll
be getting out of Silent
Springs.
Yeah!
I guess I’ll finally get to
enjoy the simple things in life.
Leave behind the mansion, the
home theatre, bowling alley, the
pool--
SERENITY: Get this, my
parents are going out of town
for the week, and I’m going to
have the whole mansion to
myself!
Including the home theatre, the
bowling alley, the pool...
(Whistling)
Hi, guys.
Where’s your stuff, Q?
This is it, bro.
Nature will provide me with
everything I need.
You didn’t even bring a
bathing suit?
Don’t need it.
I’m going au natural.
Ugh!
Then I hope you’re bringing your
own lake, cause you’re
definitely not using ours!
Don’t worry, Mom, I’ll be
fine on my own.
Please, go, and have a good
time!
Alright, sweetie, but try not
to make a mess, and don’t forget
to water the plants.
See you tomorrow night!
(Kissing noises)
Bye!
Finally!
I thought they’d never leave!
Just think.
Tonight, we’ll be sleeping out
under the stars.
What could be taking your
parents so long?
I don’t know.
They promised to pack light.
(Gasping)
(Brakes screeching)
ROCK: Are we ready to rock or
are we ready to roll?
Let me hear it now, the call of
the wild.
Ah-whoo!
(TV sound effects)
(Hissing)
It’s such a beautiful day,
kids.
It’d be a crying shame to spend
it cooped up inside watching
TV.
Why don’t you head to the roof
to get some fresh air and watch
the even bigger TV up there!
We’re okay, but thanks,
Mr. Zilla.
No problemo!
Well, don’t know about you, but
I’m going to catch some rays.
(Zapping)
How about this, then?
Too tame.
Too lame.
Too, uh, what else rhymes with
"tame" and "lame"?
Ahh!
I guess we’re here.
(Birds cawing)
Look at this place, it’s, it’s--
It’s perfect!
(Birds cawing)
(Sighing)
I feel at one with nature
already!
WILLY: I don’t know if this
is such a great spot for a
campsite, Mom.
You don’t think so?
Well, here, let me double-check.
(Bones cracking)
I’m absolutely certain that this
spot has more positive energy
than anywhere within a ten mile
radius.
Okay, Mom, if you’re sure,
but Q, Alyssa, and I are going
to set up our camp over there.
(Dance music)
SERENITY: It is so nice not
having Mom, Dad, and that little
ankle-biter around.
Nothing like an avocado
face-mask.
Mom, can I get something to
eat?
I’m starving!
Mom?
Oh, yeah!
Ugh!
I hate guacamole!
Which way to the kitchen again?
That should do it.
Nice job, amigos.
Now, are we going to go for a
dip or what?
Last one in the lake has to
help my dad with his wetsuit!
Oh!
(Screaming)
(Splashing)
QUINCY: Whoa!
(Laughing)
(Footsteps approaching)
Kids?
Kids?
(Panting)
ROCK: Heads up, pedestrians!
Woo-hoo!
(Screaming)
Can’t stop!
Unbearable!
Pain!
Ooh, that’s going to leave a
mark.
What’s taking you kids so long?
(Laughing)
(Screaming)
Ah, home, sweet motor-home.
I can’t wait to get inside and
sink into a soothing mud bath.
(Rumbling)
(Screaming)
No!
How am I going to take my mud
bath?
I think that energy mom felt
before was actually gravity
coming from the middle of that
sink hole.
You know, I think I’m, uh,
I’m suddenly getting much more
positive vibes from that Happy
Holiday hotel we passed along
the way.
Honey, you’re forgetting the
"Burning Tongue Tour" of ’79?
Ah-whoo!
So, when’s check-out time again?
Now, huh?
Okay, that works for me.
That was actually one of the
nicer places that banned us for
life.
(Sobbing)
Right-o, then.
Guess I’ll be off and try to
find us a lift home.
Good idea, Skunk.
In the meantime, Mom and Dad,
you’ll just have to come stay in
our camp.
Does your camp have an indoor
racquetball court?
Sorry, Dad, you’ll just have
to get by without it.
Now, come on, we have a lot of
work to do.
Where’s the fun in camping if
you have to sleep out in a tent?
WILLY: Mom, you’re in charge
of water.
You guys take care of the
cooler.
Dad, we’ll collect the firewood.
Let’s go!
(Grunting)
There, that should keep it
safe from any potential
predators.
Yo, including Willy’s dad!
(Growling)
SERENITY: Finally!
Who put the kitchen next to the
dining room anyway?
How hard can soup be?
Oh, good, it’s almost ready.
(Explosion)
ROCK: Don’t mean to rock the
boat, but fishing is boring!
Time to abandon dinghy and take
a dip!
Ah!
Crabs, again!
What do you know?
Fish can live in your pants.
I owe Zeppelin an apology.
(Banjo playing)
SKUNK: What’s all this, then?
Uh, pardon me, gentlemen?
Hey!
You know what we does to
strangers around these parts?
(Pig squealing)
Uh...
(Gulping)
We throw them a party!
Yee-haw!
(Banjo playing)
Yee-haw!
Woo-hoo!
Oh, well, thanks, mates, but
I best be off now.
Party ain’t over.
(Shuddering)
WILLY: Okay, we’ll need a
campfire, Dad.
So you’ll need to rub two sticks
together like this, until the
friction causes a spark.
Uh, Dad?
Hello, flash pots!
Why bother with the real thing
when there’s stage props to do
it for you?
Ah-whoo!
Fire in the hole!
(Explosion)
No, thanks.
I had an uncle who was
reincarnated as a fish.
I just can’t take that chance.
No beer batter?
No fries?
Cole slaw?
What are we, savages?
I’m going to starve!
Relax, Dad, we’ve still got
marshmallows.
Oh, sweet cubes of sugary
goodness.
You’ve saved the day yet again!
Okay, so who wanted boring
old toast, anyway?
Hmm, I couldn’t possibly screw
up a simple smoothie.
(Explosion)
(Groaning)
(Electrical surging)
Next time, I am so going
camping!
WILLY: Isn’t this great?
Yeah, but something’s
missing.
You can’t have a campfire
without campfire songs!
♪ The other day, I met a bear
♪ A great big bear
♪ A great big bear
♪ Away up there
♪ Away up there
♪ The other day I met a bear
♪ A great big bear
♪ Way up there
(Growling)
(Punching)
Ow!
Well, that’s got to be the worst
of it.
It’ll be a breeze from here on
in.
(Thunder rumbling)
I wish we still had the motor
home.
Hey, I’ve still got the keys!
(Doorbell ringing)
Saved!
I am so out of here!
(Gasping)
(Doorbell ringing)
Like, I thought she wanted us
to meet her here.
Coming!
I guess she took off without
us.
That is, like, so Serenity!
(Yelling)
I can’t believe Mom and Dad
insisted I stay home alone!
(Snoring)
(Wolf howling)
What?
Hey, did you hear that, Willy?
One of my fans!
We’re rescued!
(Growling)
(Screaming)
Uh, that was a real wolf,
Dad.
Oh, right, I knew that.
Morning, kids, another
beautiful day.
Nice hat, Dad.
Oh, thanks.
Huh?
(Screaming)
Get it off, get it off!
CRYSTAL: Willy, honey, we’re
just going to go for a quick
walk to see if we can find some
berries for breakfast.
And the little boys’ room!
Okay, but don’t pick any
berries you don’t recognize.
And watch out for poison ivy.
It’s got shiny green leaves that
come in threes.
Don’t worry, sweetie,
everything gives off karma.
I’ll be able to sense its
negative vibes from a mile away!
They’re doomed.
Oh, yeah!
(Dripping)
(Screaming)
(Gasping)
(Crashing)
(Animals chattering)
This cannot be happening to
me!
Mr. Skunk, I’m having the worst
day.
Is there anything I can say that
will convince you not...
to spray me?
(Phone ringing)
Hello?
Hello?
Anyone?
(Groaning)
I’m so alone in here, in this
big, empty mansion.
If I live through this, I’m
never letting Mom and Dad out
of my sight ever again!
(Muttering)
WILLY: Stop fidgeting, Dad.
This calamine lotion will cut
down on the itching.
Oh, but it’s pink!
Rock stars never wear pink!
Alice never wore pink.
Not even Pink Floyd wore pink!
I thought you ere going to
stay away from the poison ivy.
That was poison ivy back
there?
I guess I shouldn’t have used
it as toilet paper!
(Engine roaring)
(Banjo playing)
Hey, Skunk, nice going, you got
us a ride.
I sure did!
Lucky for me, these fine chaps
here were Rock Zilla fans!
Who’s that there pink feller?
Why, it’s Rock Zilla!
(Gasping)
I may not got taste, but I
still got eyes, and that ain’t
no Rock Zilla.
(Cheering)
That’s him, all right!
Join our band!
Finally, on the road to--
(Groaning)
recovery.
I can’t believe it’s time to
go home already.
We were having such a great
time!
Yeah, that was awesome!
(Engine rumbling)
QUINCY: Thanks, Mr. and Mrs.
Zilla, that was off the hook!
ALYSSA: Thanks for the lift.
See you, Willy!
(Shuddering)
WILLY: Bye!
SKUNK: Bye!
That was certainly an
enlightening experience.
But it sure is nice to be
back home.
(Crashing)
ROCK: Hmm, something looks
different.
(Animals chattering)
(Sniffing)
Whoa, that must have been some
party.
I’m almost sorry I missed it.
All I asked was that she kept
the house clean and water the
plants.
Well, I’d say the plants are
definitely watered.
(Yawning)
SKUNK: Alone at last.
(Door knocking)
(Gasping)
Oh, who could it be at this
hour?
What’s going on here?
Can we crash here for the
night?
But I thought you couldn’t
wait to be home?
That was before we knew the
house was cold, wet, and
infested with rodents.
Of course.
Serenity.
WILLY: This is nice.
Kind of feels like camping out,
doesn’t it?
(All groaning)
(Sniffing)
SERENITY: Hey!
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