Zim: Success!
With My Amazing Hypnosis Machine (http://www.harrywarren.org/qbin/midi/zxvl1065.mid)
Zim: My invention's fin'lly been completed!
And in no time at all,
I'll make sure that the Earth is defeated!
I'll see to its fall!
And with the help of my invention I'll see my plan through;
Soon the Earth I will pursue!
Each Earthling will behave
Like Zim's own personal slave
With my amazing hypnosis machine!
All will follow the whim
Of the quite deserving Zim
With my amazing hypnosis machine!
Invading used to be a challenge when I
Could not control the brains
Of filthy humans who would always deny
The power in my veins!
But now all that will change,
Once my machine can arrange
To wipe all of the Earth creatures' minds clean!
I'll be the greatest conquerer you've ever seen,
With my amazing hypnosis machine!
Gir: Hyp-no-sis...
Zim: With my amazing hypnosis machine!
Each Earth slave will bow down
And beg me to wear the crown
With my amazing hypnosis machine!
I will invade with ease;
Conquering will be a breeze
With my amazing hypnosis machine!
Invading used to be a challenge when I
Could not control the brains
Of filthy humans who would always deny
The power in my veins!
Victory is assured,
And the Earth will be secured
When I'm done with my hypnosis routine!
I'll be the greatest conquerer you've ever seen,
With my amazing hypnosis machine!
Gir: Hyp-no-sis...
Zim: With my amazing hypnosis machine!
Zim: Now, Gir, we must test my incredible machine on a set group of human stink-beasts before I subject the whole planet to the mighty power of Zim. I want you to type some names into the machine's database.
Gir: Okee-dokee!
Gir does nothing.
Zim: Gir, did you hear what I just said?
Gir: Um... uh... whazzat?
Zim, frustrated, carries Gir over to the console.
Zim: Now, type the following filthy humans into the computer: Ms. Bitters, Zita, that pizza beast...
As Zim continues speaking and Gir types, we see the shadowy figure stealthily make its way towards Gir.
Zim: ...'popular' girl-creature, Dib...
Mysterious Voice (whispering to Gir): Not Dib...
Gir: But I thought you said Dib!
Zim: Silence, Gir! Obey me...
Gir shrugs and deletes Dib from the list. Zim continues.
Zim: ...Mary, Old Kid, and, hmm... hmm... that's enough for now. Now, it's time to bring hypnotic doom!
Gir: Yay! Doom!
Zim pulls the lever and cackles. His cackling is interrupted by a beeping noise. Zim turns on a console, and a recorded message plays.
Announcer: Attention all Irken military and civilian personnel: your exalted leaders, the Almighty Tallest, have announced a talent competition to take place on the planet Broadwaynia in two weeks' time. Whoever creates the performance that pleases the Tallest most is assured of a great reward!
Zim: Gir! Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
Gir: Pizza?
Zim: No, Gir. The contest! I can use my hypnotized Earth-slaves to put on a show worthy of me! My Tallest will be so amazed that they'll have to give me this prize! Yes! And then no Irken will deny the amazingness of Zim!
There is a cough, and Zim turns around to see the shadowy figure, who turns out to be (surprise, surprise) Dib. Zim grins evilly.
Zim: Ah, it seems my first hypno-slave has come to me...
Dib is confused for a second, but he regains his composure and plays along.
Dib: Yes... master...
Zim chuckles.
Zim: Finally, my worst enemy is under my control... I have great plans for you! Uh... you must go... do stuff! Do stuff for Zim!
Dib: 'Do stuff'?
Zim: What, slave?
Dib: Erm... yes, master... Your wish is my command...
Zim: That's better! Now tend to this stuff, for I have amazing things to prepare!
Dib walks off, and the camera fades to the next scene, in the yard by Dib's house.
Dib: Whatever it is, this contest must be really important... I must find a way to keep Zim from winning! I'll have to figure out how to beat him at his own game!
Fade out.