Total Drama (2007–2014): Season 1, Episode 23 - Camp Castaways - full transcript

A torrential rainstorm washes away the cabins and Duncan, Gwen and Heather wake up in the middle of Lake Leech with no idea where they are.

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CHRIS: LAST TIME

ON TOTAL DRAMA ISLAND.

IN A SPECIAL EPISODE,

WE VISITED

THE KICKED-OFF CAMPERS

AT THEIR RESORT OF REJECTS--

PLAYA DE LOSERS.

WE LEARNED THAT

BRIDGETTE AND GEOFF

ARE STILL GOING STRONG.

KATIE AND SADIE



STILL SHARE A BRAIN,

AND COURTNEY IS STILL CARRYING

A GRUDGE AGAINST HAROLD

FOR FIXING THE BALLOTS

AGAINST HER.

IN A SHOCKING TWIST,

WE LET THE LOSERS VOTE OFF

ONE OF THE FINAL FIVE CAMPERS,

AND IN AN EVEN

MORE SHOCKING TWIST,

IT WAS LESHAWNA

WHO FOUND HERSELF

IN LOSERVILLE,

POPULATION 18.



WHO WILL BE VOTED OFF THIS WEEK

IN THE MOST DRAMATIC CAMPFIRE

CEREMONY YET?

FIND OUT TONIGHT

ON TOTAL DRAMA ISLAND.

CHORUS: ♪ DEAR MOM AND DAD,

I'M DOING FINE ♪

♪ YOU GUYS ARE ON MY MIND ♪

♪ YOU ASKED ME

WHAT I WANTED TO BE ♪

♪ AND NOW I THINK THE ANSWER

IS PLAIN TO SEE ♪

♪ I WANT TO BE FAMOUS ♪

♪ I WANT TO LIVE CLOSE

TO THE SUN ♪

♪ WELL PACK YOUR BAGS

'CAUSE I'VE ALREADY WON ♪

♪ EVERYTHING TO PROVE

NOTHING IN MY WAY ♪

♪ I'LL GET THERE ONE DAY ♪

♪ 'CAUSE I WANT TO BE FAMOUS ♪

♪ NANA NA'NA NAANA NANA NANA

NA NANA NANA NA NA ♪

♪ I WANT TO BE, I WANT TO BE,

I WANT TO BE FAMOUS ♪

♪ I WANT TO BE, I WANT TO BE,

I WANT TO BE FAMOUS ♪

(WHISTLING

I WANT TO BE FAMOUS)

WELCOME BACK TO

TOTAL DRAMA ISLAND.

THIS WEEK WE PREPARED A BIZARRE

EPISODE FULL OF SURPRISES.

FOR INSTANCE,

TAKE THIS WEATHER.

RAIN IS NOT AN EASY THING

TO CONTROL, LET ME TELL YOU,

BUT WE FIGURED

THE FOUR REMAINING CAMPERS

WERE GETTING OFF WAY TO EASY,

SO WE PULLED

SOME STRINGS AND VOILA!

AH!

LISTEN UP, CAMPERS.

ONE OF THE MOST

GRUELING CHALLENGES

OF ANY SUMMER CAMP EXPERIENCE

IS THE DREADED RAIN DAY,

WHERE ALL ACTIVITIES WITH

EVEN THE REMOTEST POSSIBILITY

OF FUN ARE CANCELED

IN FAVOR OF THE CRAFT TENT.

THE FORECAST FOR TOMORROW,

RAIN, RAIN, AND MORE RAIN,

FOLLOWED BY RAIN.

SEE YOU ALL

IN THE CRAFT TENT TOMORROW

AT 0700 HOURS.

FROWNING LIKE A BIG SUCK

WON'T BRING LESHAWNA BACK,

YOU KNOW.

IT'LL JUST GIVE YOU

PREMATURE WRINKLES.

OOPS, TOO LATE.

WHY DON'T YOU

JUST PUT US OUT OF OUR MISERY

AND VOTE YOURSELF OFF?

IT'S SO NICE TO SEE YOU TWO

GETTING ALONG

GIVES ME THE WARM FUZZIES.

IN YOUR DREAMS, PERV.

MAN, THIS SUCKS.

EVEN OWEN COULDN'T PUT

A SHINY, HAPPY SPIN

ON THIS WEATHER.

SPEAKING OF WHICH,

WHERE IS OWEN?

WHOO-HOO!

FINAL FOUR, BABY!

YEAH!

YOU KNOW,

I REALLY LIKE THE OTHER THREE.

THEY'RE SOLID COMPETITORS.

WE ALL HAVE

A REAL TRUST THING GOING,

WHICH IS WHY IT'S A GOOD THING

NO ONE KNOWS ABOUT THE JUNK FOOD

I'M STASHING.

(CHUCKLES)

OKAY, THEY'LL PROBABLY BE MAD,

BUT NOT AS STEAMED AS CHEF

WHEN HE FINDS OUT

I WAS RAIDING HIS PANTRY.

OH, DARN IT.

THERE'S SOMETHING

ABOUT THIS CONFESSIONAL

THAT JUST MAKES ME

WANT TO CONFESS STUFF!

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

(PINGING)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

HEY, CHEF, YOU SEEN THE CAMPERS?

NO.

AND I PEELED A WHOLE BAG

OF ROTTEN SPUDS.

HMM, I CAN'T FIND THEM EITHER.

COME TO THINK OF IT,

I CAN'T EVEN FIND THEIR CABINS.

(SNORES)

(YAWNS)

AHH!

WHAT THE--

WHERE DID ALL THIS WATER

COME FROM?

HOW SHOULD I KNOW?

WHY DON'T YOU ASK THE LEECHES?

AHH!

YOU KNOW, THIS IS SO RIDICULOUS,

IT'S ALMOST FUNNY.

ALL: SHARK!

QUICK, WE NEED SOMETHING BIG

AND CHEWY TO SHOVE IN HIS MOUTH.

OWEN!

SO I SNUCK IN

AND ATE THE ENTIRE SOCCER

TEAM'S BAKE SALE.

I MEAN, THE WHOLE SALE.

BUT I GOT CAUGHT ON ACCOUNT

OF THE ICING IN MY HAIR.

MY MOM MADE ME PAY FOR IT

OUT OF MY ALLOWANCE,

BUT, THOSE SOCCER MOMS

MAKE A MEAN BROWNIE.

I'M HUNGRY.

AAH!

I'M ALL ALONE,

ADRIFT AT SEA.

WITHOUT BREAKFAST.

OKAY, IS ANYONE ELSE A LITTLE

CREAKED BY THIS DESERTED ISLAND?

P-L-EASE,

ANY MORON CAN SEE THAT

THIS IS ONE

OF CHRIS'S CHEESY

PRODUCTION SETS WITH FAKE PROPS.

(GRUNT)

OW!

YO, DRAMA QUEENS,

WE'VE OBVIOUSLY

JUST DRIFTED DOWNSTREAM.

THE PRODUCERS

WILL SEND A SEARCH PARTY.

JUST TO SET THE RECORD STRAIGHT,

MY SETS ARE NOT CHEESY.

I LOST THREE INTERNS

MOVING THOSE ROCKS INTO PLACE.

AND ABOUT THAT SEARCH PARTY,

NUH-UH.

THOSE CAMPERS ARE ON THEIR OWN.

SO I GUESS THAT MEANS

CRAFT DAY IS CANCELED.

ANYWAY, I'M STARVED.

LET'S EAT.

YOU ACTUALLY WANT TO

EAT THIS SLOP?

YEAH, RIGHT.

I MEAN AT THE BREAKFAST BUFFET

BACK AT OUR CAMP.

COOL.

(CHUCKLES)

OOH.

AHH!

WELL, WELL, WELL,

STUCK ON AN ISLAND

WITH TWO HOT GIRLS.

TOO BAD THEY'RE BOTH

COMPLETELY ANNOYING.

SO I THOUGHT TO MYSELF,

THEY LEFT ME HERE TO DIE.

MENTAL NOTE,

NEVER SIGN UP FOR A REALITY SHOW

EVER AGAIN.

AH, LET'S JUST CHILL

UNTIL THE RESCUE TEAM ARRIVES.

WHAT IF THERE

ISN'T A RESCUE TEAM?

WHAT IF THE PRODUCERS

THINK WE'RE DEAD?

I SAY WE BUILD A RAFT

AND TRY TO SAIL BACK TO CAMP.

GOOD CALL.

LET'S GET MORE LOST.

WE NEED TO BUILD A RAFT.

WE NEED TO STAY PUT.

-BUILD A RAFT.

-STAY PUT.

DUH, WE'RE NOT LOST.

THIS IS JUST CHRIS'S

LAME ATTEMPT

AT CHALLENGING OUR SHIPWRECK

SURVIVAL SKILLS.

I'M ONTO YOU, CHRIS!

OOH, I'M SO SCARED.

I'M GOING FOR A WALK.

THINGS WERE GETTING

REALLY TENSE.

YOU HAVE TO REMEMBER

THAT WE WERE SOAKED,

COVERED IN BUG BITES,

AND STARVING.

BUT I KEPT MY WITS ABOUT ME

AS ALWAYS.

IT'S A GOOD THING

AT LEAST ONE OF US

CAN REMAIN CALM AND COLLECTED

IN THE FACE OF ADVERSITY.

NOT BAD.

BEATS SLEEPING ON THE BEACH.

OKAY, GOING TO MY HAPPY PLACE.

I'M IN A DOUGHNUT SHOP.

THERE'S AN ALL YOU CAN EAT

FOR A DOLLAR SALE ON,

UNLIMITED CHOCOLATE MILK.

AHH!

GO AWAY!

IS THAT...

SAND!

SWEET MAMA

IN A SIDECAR GOING 90!

I'M BACK AT CAMP!

WHOO-HOO!

WHOO-HOO!

YEAH!

(SCREAMS)

THIS DAY IS REALLY SUCKING.

THE T-REX SKULL WAS MY IDEA.

DID YOU SEE

THE LOOK ON HIS FACE?

THAT WAS WORTH EVERY INTERN.

NICE VIEW.

HEY, YOU TWO,

IF YOU'RE DONE YELLING

AT EACH OTHER,

I FOUND US A PLACE TO REST.

(GASP)

AHH!

OW!

(THUNDER CRASHES)

SO STILL THINK WE'RE DOWNSTREAM

FROM CAMP?

OKAY, I'VE BEEN WRONG BEFORE.

OWEN: HELP!

I'M ALL ALONE!

I'M GONNA DIE!

HEY, ARE THOSE COCONUTS?

WILL SOMEONE

PLEASE EXPLAIN TO ME

WHY THERE ARE PALM TREES

AND COCONUTS UP HERE?

WE'RE UP IN NORTHERN ONTARIO.

THEY WERE LEFTOVER PROPS FROM

THE BIGASSIC PARK MOVIE SHOOT.

WHAT?

WE'RE ON A BUDGET.

OWEN: (BURPS)

IT'S BEEN A GRUELING

NINE MINUTES OF ISOLATION,

WHERE A HUMAN MIND

IS RIPE FOR CRACKING.

YOU KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING

ABOUT, RIGHT, MR. COCONUT?

OH, YOU DO.

IT'S JUST YOU AND ME, BUDDY.

WE'LL HUNT, FORAGE,

AND SURVIVE TOGETHER.

BUT FIRST, I NEED TO PEE.

OWEN: CAN YOU LOOK

THE OTHER WAY, PLEASE?

HEATHER: WAIT A SEC.

THIS IS JUST LIKE

WHEN THEY SENT US

TO BONY ISLAND.

DON'T YOU SEE?

IT'S SO OBVIOUSLY

ANOTHER SURVIVAL CHALLENGE.

YOU CAN'T SCARE ME, CHRIS.

WHAT'S OBVIOUS

IS THAT WE'RE STRANDED

ON A DESERTED ISLAND

AND WE'LL DIE

UNLESS WE BUILD A RAFT.

IF WE'RE STRANDED,

THEN THE PRODUCERS

WILL OBVIOUSLY RESCUE US.

WHAT IF THE PRODUCERS

DON'T KNOW WHERE TO LOOK?

THEY'RE NOT EXACTLY

THE SHARPEST TOOLS IN THE SHED,

IN CASE YOU HAVEN'T NOTICED.

I AM GONNA LET THAT

LITTLE COMMENT PASS.

HMM.

I WAS SO BETTER OFF WITHOUT

THOSE LUNATICS HOLDING ME BACK.

GOOD LUCK LOST IN THE WILD

WITHOUT SHELTER.

OKAY, SO MAYBE SPLITTING UP

WAS A BAD IDEA.

I KNOW I SHOULD MAKE

MORE OF AN EFFORT

TO HAVE AN ALLIANCE

WITH SOMEONE

AT THIS POINT IN THE GAME,

BUT THEY'RE BOTH INSANE.

I MEAN,

WHICH ONE WOULD YOU TRUST?

FINE.

THEN LET'S MAKE A NEW RULE.

EVERY CAMPER FOR THEMSELVES.

BOTH: FINE!

OWEN: ELEVEN MINUTES

OF ISOLATION

AND MR. COCONUT

AND I HAVE DECIDED

TO LIVE IN THE OUTHOUSE

WHERE IT'S SAFE.

(GASPS)

HEADHUNTERS!

OH, MAN, I DON'T HAVE A CLUE

WHERE THAT THING WENT.

NOTE TO SELF,

NEXT TIME, MAKE

MORE THAN ONE ARROW.

WHOO-HOO-HOO! YEAH!

DIE! DIE! DIE!

ONE FRUIT SALAD, COMING UP.

AND UBER OMELET ON THE SIDE.

YEAH, ROCKING.

(BIRD SCREECHING)

HEY, WHERE DID YOU GET

THAT CHOCOLATE?

OH, NOWHERE.

JUST OWEN'S SECRET

STASH OF JUNK FOOD.

THAT GENIUS.

I ALWAYS THOUGHT HIS MATTRESS

LOOKED LUMPY.

YOU GOT TO SHARE THAT WITH US,

MAN.

-WE'RE STARVING.

-OH, NO.

I BELIEVE THE TERM WAS,

"EVERY CAMPER FOR THEMSELVES."

AND SINCE WE'RE ALONE

ON THE ISLAND--

(LOUD GROWLING)

OR NOT.

DON'T WORRY, MR. COCONUT.

YOUR SOFT, FLAKY MARROW

IS SAFE WITH ME.

(LOUD GROWLING)

BRUNCH IS SERVED.

AH, BRUNCH.

SUCH A CIVILIZED MEAL,

DON'T YOU THINK?

WE'VE ALREADY

DIGESTED YOUR BREAKY,

BUT YOU'RE NOT QUITE READY

FOR LUNCH.

OOH-HOO-HOO!

HOLLANDAISE!

YOU'VE OUTDONE YOURSELF, CHEF.

(GROWLING)

IT'S JUST CHRIS FREAKING US OUT.

(RUMBLING)

WELL, WHATEVER IT IS,

I'M OUT OF HERE.

YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW

WHERE YOU'RE GOING.

WHO CARES?

AT LEAST IT'S NOT HERE WITH YOU.

I'LL TRADE YOU MY EGG

IN EXCHANGE FOR A RIDE.

RIDING WITH HIM WAS

THE LAST THING I WANTED TO DO.

BUT I WAS STARVING.

(RUMBLING)

DEAL.

(GASPS)

WHAT?

HEY! HEY, YOU CAN'T JUST FORM

AN ALLIANCE AND LEAVE ME.

BYE, HEATHER.

GOOD LUCK.

DON'T GO!

IF YOU COME BACK,

I'LL LET YOU HAVE

OWEN'S...BARS!

OKAY, I HAVE NEVER BEEN MORE

TERRIFIED IN MY WHOLE LIFE.

THEY LEFT ME THERE ALONE

ON THAT ISLAND TO DIE.

I HAD TO DRAW ON RESERVES

OF INNER STRENGTH

I NEVER KNEW I HAD.

IF YOU'RE WATCHING, LINDSAY,

I'M SORRY

IF I HURT YOUR FEELINGS.

YOU'RE AN AWESOME FRIEND,

AND--AND BETH,

DITTO FOR YOU.

MISS YOU, GUYS.

BFF FOREVER.

COME ON, MR. COCONUT,

MUST FIND FOOD.

AH, FUN IN THE GREAT OUTDOORS.

TOO BAD THE INTERNS

ARE MISSING IT.

WE SHOULD SEND THEM

A VIDEO OF THIS.

GOOD TIMES.

YOU PADDLE LIKE A GIRL.

OH, IF YOU DON'T LIKE

THE ACCOMMODATIONS,

THERE'S THE DOOR.

JUST GIVE ME THE OAR.

NO, IT'S MY RAFT.

I ROW.

OH, WELL, CORRECT ME

IF I'M WRONG,

BUT I THINK YOU JUST RODE US

IN A BIG CIRCLE

'CAUSE THERE'S THE SHORE AGAIN.

UH, LOOKS LIKE OUR DESERTED

ISLAND ISN'T SO DESERTED.

WHICH WILL COST YOU ONE OMELET?

(SCREECHING)

UH, YOU CAN HAVE YOUR EGG BACK.

NO, NO, PLEASE.

I INSIST.

AHH!

WHOA!

(GRUNTING)

AHH!

HELP!

(BOTH SCREAMING)

AHH!

GET AWAY FROM ME!

HELP!

(GRUNTING)

OH, UM, MALLOMARS.

OWEN?

IS THAT YOU?

YOU COMPLETELY FREAKED ME OUT.

AND WHAT IS WITH

THAT BIG BEARD?

OW!

HEATHER, IS IT REALLY YOU?

YOU'RE NOT A MIRAGE?

OW!

DO YOU MIND?

GWEN AND DUNCAN: AHH!

WHOA!

UHH!

OWEN?

OH, MY BRETHREN.

AT LAST WE'RE TOGETHER.

I SHALL NEVER LET GO.

(HISSING)

OH, LET ME REPHRASE THAT.

RUN!

(HISSING)

WHAT'S WITH THE FAKE BEARD?

OW!

SO, CHEF, HOW DO YOU THINK

OUR CAMPERS ARE DOING

ON THEIR DESERTED ISLAND?

ANYTHING COULD HAVE

HAPPENED TO THEM BY NOW,

MAULED BY BEARS,

FELL OFF THE CLIFF,

STARVED TO DEATH.

HMM, MAYBE I SHOULD GO

CHECK THE MONITORS

AND SEE WHAT KIND

OF FOOTAGE WE GOT.

CHRIS, MAN,

YOU ARE ONE DEDICATED HOST.

YOU'RE AN INSPIRATION.

THANKS, DUDE.

THAT'S WHAT I DO.

(LAUGH)

OWEN: OKAY,

I SPY WITH MY LITTLE EYE

SOMETHING THAT IS CARAMELY.

MALLOMARS?

(LAUGHS)

OH, RIGHT AGAIN.

OKAY, IT'S YOUR TURN,

MR. COCONUT.

HE KNOWS IT'S JUST A FRUIT,

RIGHT?

THAT'S IT!

I AM DONE WITH THIS GAME.

I CAN'T BOND

WITH YOU GUYS ANYMORE

BECAUSE YOU'RE ALL CRAZY.

YOU SAY THAT LIKE YOU'RE NOT.

I AM THE ONLY ONE LEFT

ON THIS SHOW

-WITH A SHRED OF SANITY.

-HA!

AND THIS COMING FROM THE GIRL

WHO CHANGES FRIENDS MORE OFTEN

THAN I CHANGE SOCKS.

WHICH IS SO NOT OFTEN ENOUGH

BY THE WAY.

AT LEAST I'VE GOT MY GAME ON.

GAME ON?

HELLO.

NONE OF US

ARE IN THE COMPETITION

BECAUSE THE PRODUCERS THINK

WE'RE DEAD

WHICH MEANS WE'RE GONNA DIE

ON THIS FREAKING ISLAND?

WE ARE?

AHH!

HEAVENLY HASH,

WE'RE GONNA DIE,

AND I'VE NEVER EVEN HAD A DATE

OR HELD HANDS

OR FULFILLED ANY OF MY OWEN

GETS JIGGY FANTASIES.

-LIKE THE ONE-

-DUH!

MAKE HIM STOP!

THANKS.

AND THAT'S WHEN I THOUGHT,

THIS IS HOW I'M GONNA DIE.

MY BRAIN WAS ACTUALLY GONNA

EXPLODE FROM FRUSTRATION.

GUYS, YOU KNOW

WHAT WE HAVE TO DO?

RUN FOR OUR LIVES AND LEAVE YOU

AND MR. COCONUT BEHIND?

NO, WE NEED TO CONFESS OUR SINS.

UH, NOT.

OH, NO, SERIOUSLY.

I CONFESSED ALL MY SINS.

IT FELT GREAT.

DON'T YOU WANT TO CLEAR

YOUR CONSCIENCE BEFORE YOU DIE?

WHOA!

SO THAT'S WHAT YOU

WENT TO JUVIE HALL FOR?

YEAH, BUT AT LEAST IT'S NOT

AS BAD AS WHAT HEATHER DID.

I ADMIT,

IT WAS A LITTLE UNORTHODOX,

BUT IT DOESN'T COME CLOSE

TO WHAT GWEN DID,

IF THAT'S EVEN YOUR REAL NAME.

(SIGHS)

THERE,

DON'T YOU FEEL BETTER NOW?

EW! EW!

SPIDER IN THE BED!

SPIDER IN THE BED!

HEY, LOOK,

WE GOT NEIGHBORS.

THE RESCUE TEAM?

OR A TRICK, COURTESY OF CHRIS.

I KNOW HOW WE CAN FIND OUT.

I DON'T KNOW ABOUT THIS.

WE PRETEND

WE'RE THE HEADHUNTERS

AND SCARE THE BEJABBERS

OUT OF WHOEVER'S MESSING

WITH OUR HEADS.

THERE'S ONLY ONE PROBLEM,

A 50 FOOT PYTHON

WITH AN ATTITUDE.

OH, THAT.

WHY DIDN'T YOU DO THAT

HOURS AGO?

WHAT, AND MISS OUT

ON ALL OUR BONDING?

COME ON!

LET'S GO OOGA BOOGIE!

THIS IS IT, BRETHREN.

WE MIGHT NOT COME BACK ALIVE,

SO LET'S GET OUR OOGIE-BOOGIE

GROOVE ON.

YEAH, OWEN.

I'M NOT SO SURE ABOUT THIS.

OOGA BOOGA!

OOGA, OOGA, OOGA.

OOGA BOOGA, OOGA, OOGA!

ALL: AH!

HEY, GUYS.

IT'S ABOUT TIME YOU SHOWED UP.

MR. COCONUT, IT'S A MIRAGE!

THEY'RE JUST FIGMENTS

OF MY IMAGINATION.

WELL, WHY IS HE TALKING

TO A COCONUT?

OWEN, IT'S NOT A MIRAGE.

IT'S OUR PRODUCTION CREW'S

SECRET LOCATION.

(GASPS)

OR WAS A SECRET, UNTIL NOW.

BUT WHAT ABOUT

THE T-REX SKULL?

AND THE PREHISTORIC GOOSE?

OH, THOSE ARE JUST LEFT OVER

FROM A DINOSAUR MOVIE THAT WAS--

YOU MEAN

WHILE WE WERE SHIPWRECKED,

YOU WERE HERE,

BASKING IN THE LAP OF LUXURY

A MERE 100 FEET AWAY?

YES, HEATHER,

THAT WOULD BE ACCURATE.

SORRY, I'D INVITE YOU IN,

BUT THERE'S ONLY ROOM FOR SIX.

SEE YOU AT THE CAMPFIRE TONIGHT.

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

WELL, IT'S BEEN A GRUELING DAY,

CAMPERS.

FRANKLY,

CHEF AND I ARE WORN OUT.

I HOPE YOU'VE LEARNED

TWO VALUABLE LESSONS.

FIRST, ALWAYS MAKE SURE

YOUR CABINS ARE SECURELY

FASTENED TO THE GROUND,

AND SECOND, THE EVERY CAMPER

FOR THEMSELVES IDEA SUCKS.

FOUR HEADS ARE ALWAYS

BETTER THAN ONE.

(CLEARS THROAT)

I THINK YOU MEAN FIVE.

WHICH BRINGS US TO YET ANOTHER

DRAMATIC MARSHMALLOW CEREMONY.

HEY, WAIT A MINUTE,

YOU HAVE FOUR MARSHMALLOWS.

THAT'S ONE FOR EACH OF US.

EXCELLENT, OBSERVATION, DUDE.

HEATHER, DUNCAN,

GWEN,

OWEN.

OH, NO.

-YOU DON'T MEAN!

-YEP.

IT'S TIME FOR MR. COCONUT

TO WALK THE DOCK OF SHAME.

BUT WHY?

YEAH, GET IT TOGETHER, DUDE.

YOU'RE STARTING TO CREEP ME OUT.

MR. COCONUT!

NO!

BY THE WAY,

WHAT WE CONFESSED BACK THERE

STAYS BACK THERE.

OH, YEAH.

NO ARGUMENT.

DON'T WORRY, MR. COCONUT.

I SHALL NEVER LET GO.