Regular Show: The One Remote
Mordecai and Rigby are packing bags for Benson for his annual two day vacation. The two of them are in the living room where scattered around them are lots of bags.
Rigby: I hate packing!
Mordecai: Come on dude, you know that we have to get all this stuff ready or we're gonna' get 'fired' (Moredcai used his fingers to make an inverted commas sign around when he said the word 'fired') if we don't.
Rigby: Yeah… I guess.
Mordecai: Besides, Benson deserves this with all the work he does around here.
Rigby: Why does Benson need all this stuff anyway? He's only going for what… A week or so?
Mordecai: Two days, he's going for two days.
Rigby: And you know what that means!
Mordecai & Rigby (In chorus and singing): Two days of freedom!
Muscle Man and High Five Ghost enter the front door laughing and slapping each other on the back.
Mordecai: What are you doing here?
Muscle Man: What are we doing here?
Rigby: Yeah, what are you doing here?
High Five Ghost:(HFG looks at his fingers) Oh nothing…
Muscle Man: We were only preparing for quite possibly the most important game in football history!
High Five Ghost: Steelers! Steelers!
High Five Ghost and Muscle Man: (In chorus chanting) Steelers! Steelers!
Mordecai: Yeah well at least it's not going to as good as the World Heavyweight Championship Final!
Rigby: Of the one and only really real wrestling.
Muscle Man: Dudes, dudes. You do know how long an average game of football lasts for… Right?
Mordecai: Yeah course, but you're going to watch the football in the pub aren't you?
High Five Ghost: It's been rented out because of birthday.
Mordecai: There's only one TV though. Benson's on vacation and I'm pretty sure he can't trust either of us. Skips' TV will almost defiantly have the wrong hookups…
Skips: (Walking down the corridor) I heard that.
Rigby: Who would want a birthday in a pub?
Muscle Man: We'll just get remote and we'll be on our way… Until we'll be back at 6:00.
Mordecai and Muscle Man narrowed their eyes at each other and Rigby and High Five Ghost did the same at each other in competition for the remote which currently sat on the edge of the wooden table. Mordecai and Rigby immediately dropped the bags they were carrying and dived over the sofa as Muscle Man and High Five Ghost did the same. Rigby got it first.
Rigby: Mordecai, catch!
Rigby threw the remote to Mordecai.
Mordecai: (Determined) I got it!
Just as he caught it, Muscle Man football-style tackles Mordecai as High Five Ghost grabs the remote off Mordecai.
Mordecai: (Surprised) Oof… (Dazed) Aaa…
Muscle Man: Quickly dude. Hide it.
High Five Ghost quickly floats up the stairs as Muscle Man holds back Mordecai and Rigby at the bottom of the stairs. Benson walks into the room with all his bags suddenly unpacked and messed.
Benson: (Angry) What is this?
Mordecai: Uh oh.
Mordecai and Rigby look around the room.
Benson: Muscle Man, do you have a say in this?
Muscle Man: Uh…
Rigby: It was all Muscle Man and HFG…
Muscle Man: You shut your mouth!
Mordecai: Quiet Muscle Man! Rigby might actually be right for once.
Rigby: Shut it Mordecai. Ok so we were just packing the bags when Muscle Man and HFG walk in going all (Rigby makes impressions of High Five Ghost and Muscle Man laughing) 'o he ha he h hey' (Rigby makes a weird face as in Muscle Man's face) and then the remote and the bags all messed up and…
Benson: You know what; I don't even really care anymore. Just clean up all this mess and I won't fire you. If you have something to settle between yourselves then do it outside of work. (Benson looks at watch) I better get going on my own packing. It's 4 o'clock now I think I should get going to the airport at around five, five-thirtyish if my flights at six.
Muscle Man: Sure boss, whatever you want.
Benson: Yeah, thanks Muscle Man. Now Mordecai and Rigby clean up this mess or you're fired.
Benson goes upstairs.
Muscle Man: See you guys later.
Muscle Man follows Benson upstairs to go and find High Five Ghost laughing as he does so.
Mordecai: Alright dude I have a plan. After we've finished this – because it isn't gonna' get finished if we don't finish it – we're gonna' make a seal with Muscle Man. High Five Ghost has hidden the remote somewhere, right?
Rigby: Right, so?
Mordecai: I'm going to make a deal with Muscle Man.
Mordecai and Rigby quickly clean up the mess in fast motion form and then run upstairs. Mordecai opens the shaft to the attic.
Mordecai: Alright Muscle Man.
Rigby: We have a deal.
Mordecai: And it's not a just any old deal.
Rigby: Oh no, no, no. This deal is going to be the best deal of your life.
There is a small pause in the conversation for Muscle Man and High Five Ghost to consider what was going on. The two bewildered members of the party then looked at each other with a look of confusion.
Muscle Man: Um… What are you guys talking about?
Mordecai and Rigby then looked at each with a disappointed look.
Mordecai: (Puts his fingers in his eyes as a look of annoyance as he sighs)*Sigh.*
Rigby: The remote you absolute tools.
Muscle Man: You shut your face Rigby! Oh anyway, the remote! Ok then. What's the deal on yours then? (Muscle Man uses his fingers to do a pair of speech marks around the word 'deal.')
Mordecai: Our deal is that if we find the remote before the game starts then we get to watch the wrestling.
Rigby: But, if we don't find the remote then you get to watch your Football game.
Muscle Man: (Strokes his pretend beard) Alright then, we accept. (Mordecai and Muscle Man shake hands)
High Five Ghost: Why do you guys not want to watch the football anyway? I thought you guys were fans of it.
Rigby: Are you kidding? We wouldn't miss that match for the world.
High Five Ghost: Even after the incident with Pops and the whole nearly getting fired thing.
Rigby: Dude that happens like every day.
Mordecai: It's probably never going to happen anyway. I suppose we better get going.
Muscle Man: Oh ok. But I don't know what it's going to do. You're never going to find it.
Rigby and Mordecai: (In chorus) Hm, hm, hm, hm, hm, hm. You'll see. (The pair exits the attic, leaving Muscle Man and High Five Ghost to whatever they were doing)