What is the IQ of lawyers again...?....between 3-5 I think...so law people thingys...I DON'T OWN THE SHOW-DUH!
A ROOM WITH A MOOSE
Zim: My business, is done!
Girl: What kind of shit was that-are you constipated or something?
Director: Okaayy...
Zim: Mrs.Bitters, I feel a MIGHTY NEED!, to use the restroom once again.
Mrs.Bitters: Honey, do you have some kind of problem-are you on laxative?
Zim: No, I'm running an illegal operation that will take my fellow classmates to extreme pain and doom so I can take over the world and humans will be my slaves and my Tallest will be impressed and it will be very painful.
Mrs.Bitters: *blinks* Well...then uh...go on then...
Zim: To, a room, with a moose! Whoa, A ROOM WITH A MOOSE? WHERE THE HELL IS THE SCRIPTWRITER?!?!
Director: *puts on helmet, then bangs head*
Zim: Hello...Dib! I...uh...jeez...well uh...how's the weather?
Director: Zim! Don't tell me you forgot your line!
Zim: Well since you asked me not to tell you...
Director: Doh!
Zim: Waves hands-one hand has a letter from Gaz: AHHAHAHAHAHA-
Dib: Hey! Is that a letter from my SISTER in your hands?!?! WITH HEARTS ON THE ENVELOPE?!?!?!
Zim: *looks at hand* Uh...no *tosses letter* It is from...my Tallest! Yes-my Tallest!
Dib: Your leaders sent you a love letter?!?
Zim: Um yeah! They're gay!
Dib: Oh shit...
Zim: Doh! Gir I forgot my lines-help!
Gir: *whispers something*
Zim: ?...well if that's the script...AHHH! MY BOWLES ARE DOOMED! I REALLY GOTTA TAKE A *beep*!
Director: Those aren't your lines!
Zim: I forgot them again Gir!
Gir: *whispers again*
Zim: Mrs.Bitters! You are a *beep*ing old Bitch! You're an old hag who can't talk about anything but DOOM!
Zim: Gir, I am SURE that was NOT in the script!
Director: Um...MRS.BITTERS! CALM DOWN! I ADVISE YOU NOT TO DO THAT! PUT THE KNIFE DOWWWWWN! PUT IT DOWWWWWWWWN!
Dib: No...you can't *yawn* do...that...zzzzzzzzzzz...
Director: Dib! Wake up!
Dib: zzzz...no daddy...I don' wanna go to skool today...I wanna stay home and play cookies with you...zzzzzzzz...
Director: Whatever I did god, I am so-o-o-o-o sorry...
Gaz: Director...I want my paycheck...now!
Director: Not yet Gaz...
Gaz: I will destroy you...
Director: Oh yeah? With what?!
Zim: *hands Gaz an Irken gun* Here, take this.
Gaz: Thanks! *aims*
Director: Whoa I m-m-meant, how much did you want again?
ATTACK OF THE SAUCER MORONS
Zim: *attempts to throw fat lady over his head* My god lady! How...ugh...many...ah...Krispy...Kremes...do...you...eat?!?
Woman: Oh *beep*-off you greened skinned P.O.S.!
*after Gir screams in his face while crashing on the Voot carrier*
Zim: You do know I'm only doing this for the money Director...!
Director: Jeez-I-had-no-idea-about-this-how-could-it-be? *rolls
eyes*
BAD BAD PIGGY
Zim: Gir! I am your Master! Go back imminently!
Gir: Ok!
Zim: Holy *beep*! Who fixed you?
Zim: No! Director-r-r! I REFUSE to have purple happy bunnies in this episode!
Director: Well what else will stop Dib?
Zim: I have to TOUCH one? Ack! The HORROR!
Director: *BEEP*
Zim: .........
Director: Zim! Say your line!
Zim: ......
Director: Gir?
Gir: .........
Director: Hello? Guys?!?! Dib? Gaz?
Gaz: .........
Dib: .........
Director: Ooooookaayy...you guys ARE SCARYING ME! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
Gaz: We're rebelling...
Gir: Yeah! You don't give me enough brainfreezys!
Dib: And you don't pay us actors enough!
Zim: I cam all the way from a different Galaxy to be paid like THIS?!? *BEEP*-YOU!
Dib: Director!
Director: What?
Dib: I really have to take a *beep*!
Director: You just went for 20 minutes 5 minutes ago!
Dib: I HAVE DIARRHAH!
Director: I had to ask didn't I...
Dib: *limps onto set*
Director: What is up with you?
Dib: You don't wanna know.
Director: Yes I do.
Dib: Know you don't.
Director: Yes I do!
Dib: NO you DON'T!
Director: YES I DO!!!
Dib: I HAVE A HEMROID!
Director: I really had to know huh...?
Gir: Wanna see my new CAT?!?
Director: NO, IM ALLERGIC!!
Gir: Peeeez?
Director: NO!
Gaz: That's mean! I like cats...here kitty! *shoves it under his nose*
Director: *has an asthma attack*
Gaz: Oh...you ARE!
Director: You...stupid...BITCH!
Gir: He doesn't like KITTY?!?
Zim: Um...not exactly...
Zim: Hey! It's snowing! *sticks tongue out to taste snowflakes*
Dib: How does it snow in one place-INSIDE?!?
Director: *walks up to them holding an umbrella* Um...that's not snow. That's our new lighting guy up above you-he has really bad dandruff!
Dib & Zim: Immediately start spitting out dandruff.
YEAH BABY! You like this disk? You better, 'cause I'm riskin' my hide for you... if Pur' finds out, it's the Irken slaughterhouse for me!
Zek, out!
End of Line.
A ROOM WITH A MOOSE
Zim: My business, is done!
Girl: What kind of shit was that-are you constipated or something?
Director: Okaayy...
Zim: Mrs.Bitters, I feel a MIGHTY NEED!, to use the restroom once again.
Mrs.Bitters: Honey, do you have some kind of problem-are you on laxative?
Zim: No, I'm running an illegal operation that will take my fellow classmates to extreme pain and doom so I can take over the world and humans will be my slaves and my Tallest will be impressed and it will be very painful.
Mrs.Bitters: *blinks* Well...then uh...go on then...
Zim: To, a room, with a moose! Whoa, A ROOM WITH A MOOSE? WHERE THE HELL IS THE SCRIPTWRITER?!?!
Director: *puts on helmet, then bangs head*
Zim: Hello...Dib! I...uh...jeez...well uh...how's the weather?
Director: Zim! Don't tell me you forgot your line!
Zim: Well since you asked me not to tell you...
Director: Doh!
Zim: Waves hands-one hand has a letter from Gaz: AHHAHAHAHAHA-
Dib: Hey! Is that a letter from my SISTER in your hands?!?! WITH HEARTS ON THE ENVELOPE?!?!?!
Zim: *looks at hand* Uh...no *tosses letter* It is from...my Tallest! Yes-my Tallest!
Dib: Your leaders sent you a love letter?!?
Zim: Um yeah! They're gay!
Dib: Oh shit...
Zim: Doh! Gir I forgot my lines-help!
Gir: *whispers something*
Zim: ?...well if that's the script...AHHH! MY BOWLES ARE DOOMED! I REALLY GOTTA TAKE A *beep*!
Director: Those aren't your lines!
Zim: I forgot them again Gir!
Gir: *whispers again*
Zim: Mrs.Bitters! You are a *beep*ing old Bitch! You're an old hag who can't talk about anything but DOOM!
Zim: Gir, I am SURE that was NOT in the script!
Director: Um...MRS.BITTERS! CALM DOWN! I ADVISE YOU NOT TO DO THAT! PUT THE KNIFE DOWWWWWN! PUT IT DOWWWWWWWWN!
Dib: No...you can't *yawn* do...that...zzzzzzzzzzz...
Director: Dib! Wake up!
Dib: zzzz...no daddy...I don' wanna go to skool today...I wanna stay home and play cookies with you...zzzzzzzz...
Director: Whatever I did god, I am so-o-o-o-o sorry...
Gaz: Director...I want my paycheck...now!
Director: Not yet Gaz...
Gaz: I will destroy you...
Director: Oh yeah? With what?!
Zim: *hands Gaz an Irken gun* Here, take this.
Gaz: Thanks! *aims*
Director: Whoa I m-m-meant, how much did you want again?
ATTACK OF THE SAUCER MORONS
Zim: *attempts to throw fat lady over his head* My god lady! How...ugh...many...ah...Krispy...Kremes...do...you...eat?!?
Woman: Oh *beep*-off you greened skinned P.O.S.!
*after Gir screams in his face while crashing on the Voot carrier*
Zim: You do know I'm only doing this for the money Director...!
Director: Jeez-I-had-no-idea-about-this-how-could-it-be? *rolls
eyes*
BAD BAD PIGGY
Zim: Gir! I am your Master! Go back imminently!
Gir: Ok!
Zim: Holy *beep*! Who fixed you?
Zim: No! Director-r-r! I REFUSE to have purple happy bunnies in this episode!
Director: Well what else will stop Dib?
Zim: I have to TOUCH one? Ack! The HORROR!
Director: *BEEP*
Zim: .........
Director: Zim! Say your line!
Zim: ......
Director: Gir?
Gir: .........
Director: Hello? Guys?!?! Dib? Gaz?
Gaz: .........
Dib: .........
Director: Ooooookaayy...you guys ARE SCARYING ME! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
Gaz: We're rebelling...
Gir: Yeah! You don't give me enough brainfreezys!
Dib: And you don't pay us actors enough!
Zim: I cam all the way from a different Galaxy to be paid like THIS?!? *BEEP*-YOU!
Dib: Director!
Director: What?
Dib: I really have to take a *beep*!
Director: You just went for 20 minutes 5 minutes ago!
Dib: I HAVE DIARRHAH!
Director: I had to ask didn't I...
Dib: *limps onto set*
Director: What is up with you?
Dib: You don't wanna know.
Director: Yes I do.
Dib: Know you don't.
Director: Yes I do!
Dib: NO you DON'T!
Director: YES I DO!!!
Dib: I HAVE A HEMROID!
Director: I really had to know huh...?
Gir: Wanna see my new CAT?!?
Director: NO, IM ALLERGIC!!
Gir: Peeeez?
Director: NO!
Gaz: That's mean! I like cats...here kitty! *shoves it under his nose*
Director: *has an asthma attack*
Gaz: Oh...you ARE!
Director: You...stupid...BITCH!
Gir: He doesn't like KITTY?!?
Zim: Um...not exactly...
Zim: Hey! It's snowing! *sticks tongue out to taste snowflakes*
Dib: How does it snow in one place-INSIDE?!?
Director: *walks up to them holding an umbrella* Um...that's not snow. That's our new lighting guy up above you-he has really bad dandruff!
Dib & Zim: Immediately start spitting out dandruff.
YEAH BABY! You like this disk? You better, 'cause I'm riskin' my hide for you... if Pur' finds out, it's the Irken slaughterhouse for me!
Zek, out!
End of Line.