Harvey Birdman
"Ladies and gentlemen of the Jury." Harvey says to catch their attention, "My client has spent the past three quarters of a century defending us from the likes of evil doers and their nefarious schemes. Never once crossing the line to take a life, but to see to it that they are tried fairly. I ask you, what reasons would the one, the only Space Ghost have to end the life of his arch enemy?" Harvey ends only to be met with silence.
"You's done?" Carl asks. "That wasn't anywhere near the epicness these things are on them TV shows."
"I tuned the feller out." Earl adds. "I was tryin' figer out how they found me fer Jurmor duty. Like I ain't no registered cit-y-zen, I'm off the grid."
"Now don't go be sayin that in a court of law." Sharif tells him.
"I don't even see what the big deal is." Thundercles interrupts. "I blew up the mantis at least once a week. He awalys came back."
"You blew a man's tits?" Carl asks.
"Blew UP a MANTIS! I pronunced clearly! " Thundercles answers, unamused.
"Mmm, I don't know. I'm pretty sure I heard the prior." Says Brak's Dad.
"You heard wrong!" Thundercles retorts.
"Damn, another sausage fest." Brock Samson says while smoking a cigarette.
"Tell me bout it. The one time I decide to follow through on this Jury Duty bullsh*t and ain't no honies here!" Black Dynamite adds.
"If it ain't over soon I'll have OSI pull some strings, we'll be out beofre Saturday's Poker game." Brock says offering a smoke to Dynamite
"How much is entry?" Dynamite asks taking the cig.
"Don't sweat it, I'll cover ya for the first time."
"Mighty righetous of you, white man."
"Brock, Brock Samson."
"Black Dynamite." The two then shake hands.
Meanwhile, The Mad and Chicken are sat next to each other. The Mad staring intently towards Chicken who occassionally glances back and forth to him then back ahead.
"So, am I like, an offical Adult Swim character now?" Skeletor asks while sticking his head in between the two to get an answer. Only for both to turn and look to the side, afraid to answer as they may end up the next case in court.
"I'd say order in the court but... Shwoo" Mentok says, brainwashing the jury into going silent. "The Defense may summon forth their first witness."
"We'd like to call, BATMAN to the stand!" Harvey exclaims. "Now Mr. Batman," Harvey begins, "When was your last adventure with your old friend Space Ghost?"
"In an opening segment to epsode 61 of Batman The Brave & The Bold" Batman answers.
"And how would you discribe Space Ghost during that run?"
"A fairly accurate potrail of the character in questioning. Harkening back to his days as a hero and not a TV talk show host."
"Not blood thirsty though, right?"
"Not in the slightest."
"OBJECTION!" Birdgirl shouts. "If we take the testement of a vigilante whose fondest past-time is beating the pajeepers out of those HE, himself, deems a menace to society, then how are WE, the people of said society, to trust our penial system?!"
"You can trust my penial system." Peter Potimus utters from the spectator row.
"I didn't understand a word the broad just said but I'm pretty sure she's lookin' to get some! YEAH!" Carl shouts.
"What the? I thought I Mind Took you." Mentok says.
"Years of dollar store beers and 16 hours a day worth of watching my dads amature pornos have made this mind Fort Knox. As in we knockin' the doors down and come fer your wives and daughters! Tonight!"
"Who's the "We"?" Asks Henchmen 21.
"... You... You know, the collective "We". Like the crew. Ah, you wouldn't get it!" Carl answers.
"I get ya Carl number 2." Johnny Bravo says.
"Number 2?" Carl asks.
"My name's Carl too, I'm his best friend." Carl states.
"You is a dweeb, four eyes."
"Someone I can relate to, at long last. I'd say it's like looking in a mirror but... that'd have to be a very cracked mirror... and a very old Johnny."
"How bout I crack your mirror!"
"Huh, I see what the problem is with this Jury. I'll have to get creative." Mentok whispers to himself. "The Court is dismissed for the day. Same time, same place tomorrow people!" The court is dismissed for the time being.
"Say, Harvey, what would you say our odds of winning are?" Space Ghost asks.
"Well, if I had to guess, on a rating of *Kitten Purrs* to *JACK HAMMER NOISE*, I'd say we're in a *Dolphin Screech*." Harvey answers.
"That bad, eh?" Space Ghost slumps down. "If only there was a way for me to remember what happened."
"We just have to hope for the best Space Ghost."
Aqua Teen's
"I can't believe that gas station nut was so hestiant on telling us where the bad guy meeting was taking place!" Shake shouts.
"That's cause he didn't know what you were yelling at him for." Frylock answered, "But luckily for us, I saw the Moonites filling up at the station and tagged them with a tracer."
"Is that why we're entering this castle in your Magnum P.I. halloween costumes?" Meatwad asks, "Cause my mustache is getting itchy and I don't know how much longer I can keep it on."
"Listen, we're going to be surrounded by a rough crowd in there and if things turn belly up, I don't know you guys. Alright?" Frylock tells the trio, "Now shut it and play it cool."
The trio enter Dr. Weird's castle with a massive neon sign that read 'Evil Doers Meeting Here!'. There the Aqua Teens were surrounded by all their old enemies, Brak's neighborhood bullies, Dan Helen and Aku(?).
"I'm so glad you can make it." A voice on a speaker began to blair, "Gentlemen, for too long we've been supressed- oppressed?-... Alright, alright... Oppressed underneath the heels of Vigilante Justice. But no longer."
"This ain't a brothel." Shake shouts Only for Frylock to shhh him.
"If my plan goes accordingly, and Space Ghost is found guilty in his trial, then begins the dawn of a new ear- Era?- ERA of villanry!"
"Just for once, I'd like to go to a place where some broads can be found!" Shake interrupts again.
"Will you shut it?" Frylock hushes him.
"But nope, we keep going to these gay bars!"
"And from the ashes of the old world shall rise a new society. One that can only be described as a..." The intercom then pauses as a banner above it drops to reveal another neon sign and reads it off, "Community Of Criminal Kings!" each of the first letters glowing bright red as opposed to the others purple lighting.
"Oh my God." Frylock whispers to himself as the villains cheer.
"See!? Gay bar!" Shake continues.
"We have to get out of here." Frylock whispers, "Just ease your way to the exit."
"Or we can nut up and handle buisness like a man!" Shake then removes his disguise and makes his finger into a gun, "Hands up and other appendages up! This is a sting operation!"
"We've been rused! *Whispers* What do you mean that's not a real word?" The host speaks through the intercom.
"That's right, I was wearing a wire, got the whole thing on tape!" Shake holds up a coat hanging wire and a roll of tape, "Don't make me have to use this!" He gestures with his finger-gun.
"Man, I told you we shouldn't have come here." Err says as he and the other villains raise their arms into the air.
"Then why did you let me drive us all the way here?" Ignignokt asks Err, "By the way, you're paying for the gas on the way back."
"Being held at imaginary gunpoint is boring." Christopher Lambert added, "As are secret gatherings of Evil doers."
"You take that back!" Dr. Weird answers, "I throw the best C.O.C.K parties!"
"He really does. I can vouche for him." Weird's assistant, Steve, backs him up.
"They'll be plenty of those parties where you're going, Crome Dome!" Shake says, "See what I called ya? Because you're bald and have a dome on your head. You can't do nothing about it."
"... My mind!" The doctors head then explodes, shocking everyone.
"Good lord!" The voice box says, "Uh, I was never here!"
"... Did he like hang up or actually leave the room?" Aku asks.
"See that?" Frylock interrupts, "You're big bossman turned and ran the moment the going got tough and left you all holding the gun."
"But we don't have the gun. He Does." The Plutonions point to Shake.
"Yeah Fry-Man, do you need glasses or something?" Shake taunts.
"Look, all I'm saying is, you can take the fall and let whoever that was walk free or do what's right and work with us to help you. What's it going to be?"
The room falls silence. Everyone looks to each other, then to Steve.
"Alright, I think I can speak for everyone when I say... That we choose... without a doubt... option..."
To Be Concluded or something...
"Now's that's what I call a C.O.C.K Block." The Red Guy from Cow & Chicken chimes in.