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Earthworm Jim Animated EP3 Assault and Battery
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Narration:Earthworm Jim and his fur bearing sidekick, Peter Puppy,are about to be destroyed by the insidious Professor Monkey for a Head.
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Professor: Ow! Will you stop that, It is time to be evil!
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Now, I will fry your puny worm body, and the super suit will once again be mine!
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Ook! Fine fine fine, once again be ours, satisfied hm? Now I have lost my train of thought.
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Professor: Ready, AIM, Huh?
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Jim: GUHROOVY!! and oh, would you believe I meant to do that.
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Peter: Not a chance big fella.
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Jim: Come on little buddy, I got some pliers in the garage.
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Professor: Fire!
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Narration: Morning in the sleepy town of Terlawk, flowers bloom, birds sing.
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Bird: Ba ba ba boo ba bo, when I woke up this morning, hoo-hoo, I was just to late to catch no Worm!
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Narration: And Terlawks most unusual resident greets the new day.
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Jim: Morning neighbor!
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Neighbor: Morning, hideous freak of nature.
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Narration: Unaware that disaster awaits.
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Jim: By the Great Worm Spirit, whose borrows dwarf the meager works of man!
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The paperboy's been missing the porch again!
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HARK! The paperboy is nigh, my invincible might will help him hit the porch this Mañana!
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I got it, I got it!
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It was up to me now, after the hours of sweat and practice, the weeks of training, the long nights at the diner tossing waffles, it all came down to this one catch.
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At last I was a player the big game of life, too bad I haven't read the rules at the top of the box.
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Peter: Ooh, the funnies! Why are you moving in slow motion?
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Jim: (Stutters in embarrassment) Just messing with the law of gravity as I can.
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Ghhk! HEAVENS TO BETSY!! Don't know... whats wrong... suddenly feel... so weak...
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Peter: You've been lifting so much heavy stuff. Mountains, houses, maybe you drained the suits power.
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Neighbors: Oh dear, it looks like rain.. Oomph!
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Narration: Yes it is rain, a reign of terror from beyond the stars!
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Queen Pulsating, Bloated, Festering, Sweaty, Puss filled, Malformed, Slug for a Butt has come in search of Jim's super Suit!
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Queen: Back off, talk boy!
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Queen: Find Earthworm Jim, or I shall feast on your entrails at dawn!
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Uhh... Make that around 10:30, I usually sleep in on Wednesdays.
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Narration: Jim is suddenly enthralled in a desperate battle with some zurb warriors!
But he is just too weak to prevail!
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Jim: HEY! I never flee from danger!
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Peter: You can be macho later Jim!
Right now, we need a safe place to hide, while you figure out whats wrong with the suit.
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Jim: Lets see, wheres a place no one ever goes?
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Peter: Hey, this haggis stuff is great! How come no one ever comes here?
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Jim: Because haggis is made out the heart, lungs, and liver of a sheep boiled in its own stomach.
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I've been reading the suit's users manual, thereâs only one way to find out what's wrong.
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I've got to go inside this bad boy, I mean REALLY inside.
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Peter, you keep a look out while Snott and I journey to the center of the suit!
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I don't know Snott, who's Jules Verne?
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Peter: Heart... Lungs... and Liver?
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Jim: Gah.. They just put these up to keep out the tourists!
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Curiouser and curiouser, what do we do now?
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Good suggestion Snott! But I don't think my mouth will hold that much marmalade.
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AHA! Ok I'll bite.
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Jim: You're right! This is a violation of the laws of physics! I'll notify physics police at once!
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Come on, my uncanny worm senses tell me our answer lies this way!
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Jim: Yeah, go get them. Oh, you mean us.
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Jim: Hiss hiss, Hello I am a steam pipe, the intruders went that way, Hiss hiss, Steam.
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Guardian: Thanks, pal.
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Jim: AHA! We found control central!
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But how can we decipher these incredibly complicated readings?
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The battery's low!
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The Zurbs could strike at any second. GAH!
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Narration: Is this the end for Peter and Jim?Will they be grounded to paste?
Will they be torn to bits? Will their bones be-
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Peter: Oh give it a rest, will ya?
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Narration: Right. Stay tuned to find out!
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Psy-crow: Hehe, Hello. Are you bored with life? Yearning for excitement?
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Well come on down to Psycrow's School of Nefarious Space Villainy.
I'll train you all aspects of evil.
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You'll learn the secrets of maniacal laughter.
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Psy-crow: You'll amaze your friends with your fiendish vocabulary!
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I shall da.. destroy you. A minor backset, uh setback.
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Psy-crow: And you'll attend a special space villain support group.
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Teacher: You're bad. You're so bad that's good, but in a bad way.
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Psy-crow: Because if you don't respect yourself, no one will tremble at your feet in abject terror.
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Professor: Before I took Psycrow's course, I was a simple dairy farmer.
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NOW DIG ME! I've got a monkey graphed into my head!
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I was NOT making eyes at the gorilla! I'm a happily graphed man.
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Jim: Psycrow's students are the most capable villains I battled.
Psycrow, you're number one... on the galactitc's most wanted list that is. Hehe.
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Psy-crow: Hahahaha! You said it, accursed dog-ooder!
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Dogooder!
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You know what I'm saying! Call today, and remember our motto.
The wages of sin is death, but the hours are good.
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Narration: And now, back to Earthworm Jim!
When we left our heroes, Peter was hiding from the evil Zurb warriors as they searched for Jim's suit.
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Peter: So... Scared... Going to... Going to...
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Jim: NO! Bad time, Bad time!
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Jim: Down boy, DOWN BOY!
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Jim: Ungroovy.
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Johnnydactl:Foolish Villains, cower before evil's mysterious foe, Johnnydactl! HAHA!
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Jim: Johnnydactl, you old sweater girl, you saved our bacon!
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Stupid CD player, I was almost done with my mysterious speech!
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Peter: Oh, I thought you were very mysterious!
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Johnnydactl: No it's ruined, IT'S ALL RUINED!!
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Jim: Touchy....
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Growing weaker by the moment... must get my strength back...
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Queen: Earthworm Jim, you have until sunset to bring me your suit, or I will destroy this pitiful TOWN!
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Thank you, and have a nice day, this message will repeat.
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Jim: Destroys? Only one chance, we must go to the secret headquarters and consult my super advanced Wormputer!Grrk!
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Luckily I have a secret entrance, hidden in this restroom stall!
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Peter: Uh Jim? I think it's this stall...
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Narration: The super advanced Wormputer, miracle of modern technology, does it's usual brilliant job.
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Jim: WHAT DO YOU MEAN INVALID PARAMETERS?!
9000 gigs of RAM and it cant answer a simple question!
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Jim: GOOD THINKING LITTLE BUDDY!
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Dang.
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Peter: Gods...
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Jim: What does it say on the battery?
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Peter: Like I said, Gods!
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Jim:Of course! It's the battery of the gods!
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Jim:Really, what gives you that idea?
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We need a new battery or Terlawk is doomed! We must go to the fabled, long sought, home of the gods!
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Peter: The fabled, long sought, home of the gods!? Thousands have searched for it and perished!
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Jim: Yes, but I have something they didn't have!
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Gatekeeper: HALT MORTALS!! I am the doorman of the gods. None shall pass, defy me and my mighty blade shall-
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Herpsincory:Cool, I got some new lightning bolts I want to try out.
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Jim:Man, the gods stink!
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Narration: We now return to our heroes about to be destroyed by the gods themselves.
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Jim:Looks like the end, Peter, I've always wanted you to have this.
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Peter:Oh gee thanks... what is it?
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Jim:I don't know, I found it in my armpit.
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Peter:WAIT! We've come asking a favor, you can't just destroy us!
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Japious:We can't? Are you sure?
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Jim:Oh of course, the gods love meddling in mortal affairs, don't you know that?
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Flemmophious:Uh... actually we're kinda new at this, just got training you see.
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Japious:Yeah sure, you know all the biggies are at a party in Valhalla, we never get invited anywhere.
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Flemmophious:Oh, where are my manners. Mortals, this is Japious, god of puns.
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Japious:Hey, is it a little worm in here? Let me get you a hand! Hehehe!
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Flemmophious:This is of course, Herpsincory, goddess of disco.
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Herpsincory:Excuse me? Can't hear a thing when I'm listening to my Walkgod.
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Flemmophious:And I am Flemmophious, god of nasal discharge.
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Jim:I think I know why these guys never get invited to parties.
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Flemmophious:Aren't you a handsome little fellow? Here, have a nose flute.
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Jim:Well, this is all just scrumptious, but we come to ask for the Battery of the Gods!
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Japious:We'd better consult the employee handbook of the gods! Lets see...
Dealing with requests, it says "Cast mortals to the pit of eternal torment."
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Jim&Peter&Snott:AAAHHH!!
Flemmophious:The pages are stuck together, thatâs the one on dealing with unbelievers.
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Jim&Peter &Snott:AAAaaaa!
Japious:Sorry guys, my misnake!
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Flemmophious:Enough with the puns! Don't make me summon my fearsome nose demons!
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Japious:Ok ok, Hey, why don't we ask them a riddle like the sphinx does?
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Ok worm, what is the sound of one hand clapping?
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Jim:Uhhh... Oh I know! Peter, reattach my arm.
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Well, we can't argue with that. Ok, whoâs got a battery?
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Herpsincory:Hey, why is everyone looking at me?
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Jim:At last, MY SUIT IS COMPLETE AGAIN!!! Groovy!
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Herpsincory:Great, now I have to listen to the nose flute all night.
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Flemmophious:Yes! Nose flute boogie.
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Peter:That sound, that horrible sound! Losing... consciousness...
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Jim:I kinda like it.
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Peter:That's because you don't have any ears!
Come on, the Queen's gonna destroy Terlawk at sunset!
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Narration:Back in Terlawk, sunset rapidly approaches.
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Queen:Close enough. Okay, destroy the town!
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Jim:NOT SO FAST, O Slug butted one! I'm ready to take you on!
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I got a new battery, and I'm as strong as uh... Big thing, people ride it, on the tip of my tongue.
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Queen:Foolish worm! You cannot hope to defeat my mighty Zurbs. I shall have your spine for a coat hanger!
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Jim:Worms don't have spines, SEE?!
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Peter:There's so many Jim, how can we ever beat them all?
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Jim:No problem fuzz buddy, Snott the nose flute!
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Your bones will be my hockey sticks, and your skulls my pucks!
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Jim:Man, she really has a way with words.
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Queen:Then prepare to be incerated!
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Jim:How do you prepare fo something like that? WOAH!
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Hey, that could of hurt!
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Queen:Hahheheheahah!!Victory is mine, worm!
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Jim:It was up to me now, after the hours of sweat and practice, the weeks of training,the centuries of war, plauge, and famine, it all came down to this one pitch.
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Peter&Snott:All right!!
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Queen:Huh?
Jim:They don't award trophies in the big game of life, if they did mine would say...
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HORSE! STRONG AS A HORSE! Thats it!
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Terlawk is saved!
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Peter:Yeah...
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Everybody's a critic...
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Jim:Careful little buddy, my uncanny worm senses tell me we may be in danger!
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Psy-crow:Gosh, nothing gets by you, do it? Now I have shrunk you to microscopic size with Professor Monkey For a Head's patented reducing cream, in lotion or ointment form.
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I will crush you like...
Some easily crushed thing!
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GAH! Worm in head, WORM IN HEAD!!
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Jim: Psycrow's behavioral control center. Quick, your tape player!
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Peter: You're not gonna get custard on it again, are you?
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Psy-crow: Got to, TANGO!!!
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Peter: Once again, villainy is as a bug beneath your mighty heel Jim.
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Jim: Hahahahaha! Colorful turn of phrase Peter, But we must hasten home.
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Narration:On the infernal planet heck, on his important throne, sits vileness incarnate, the personification of malevolence, EVIL THE CAT!!!
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Cat:Get quart of milk, Done.
Return videos, Done.
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Cat:Go to dry cleaners, Done.
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Cat:This spell will require the most loathsome things in existence, Eye of newt, Black cats bone thrice spoiled at midnight,You may have already won letter.
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I will uncover the location of, THE BOOK!
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Rat:No boss, not THE BOOK!
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Cat:Yes, THE BOOK!!
THE BOOK! The vilest tome in creation, The most dreaded manuscript ever published, The volume so fowl men dare not speak its name.
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Fuzzy Wuzzy's Funny Animals Pop-up Book.
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Narration: The history of the book!
Centuries ago, a foolish printer left his apprentice in charge.
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Lord of Printer:Now Mongo, print here this amusing, enfolded, childrens tome.
But do not of accident print this.
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Mongo:Ye mystic secret of ult-
Strange words my lord, what does of mean?
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Lord of Printer: You witless jackolent!
It sayeth, Ye mystic secret of ultimate destruction.
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Narration:Late that night, Mongo's feeble mind began to wonder.
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Mongo: I do wonder, why does my feet hurt when I run the printing press?
And also, what came with the fish from trown, tis a funny word.
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Narration:Yes, thus did history's most grievous printers error occur.
Fuzzy Wuzzy's Funny Animals Pop-Up Book came to include the secret for destroying the universe.
Right after the Pudgy Wudgy Hippo, Only one copy still exists with its location unknown for centuries.
Until now.
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Cat: Cauldron, show me the location of, THE BOOK!!
The book is, WHERE?
My now, what a coincidence...
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Narration:Meanwhile in Earthworm Jim's secret headquarters.
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Jim: I'm afraid I can't save the world today Mr. President.
I'm on a mission of the utmost importance.
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I just never get enough of the Pudgy Wudgy Hippo!
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I still don't think this one is funny...
HEY! What does "Ye mystic secret" mean?
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You're right Snott! It does make you wonder if there was a grievous printers error!
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HARK! My uncanny worm senses detect the dreaded footfalls of villainy!
Halt, vile foe of unrighteousness!!!
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Cat:Alright worm, give me, THE BOOK!!
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Jim: NEVER!!
You can beat me to a pulp, you can slice me to ribbons, but NOONE TOUCHES MY FUZZY WUZZY!!
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Jim: Alright, mushy french cheese!
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Peter: Jim, come on, you got to break free!
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Cat: We will have... THE BOOK!
And you two will have the honor of being the last foolish mortals I rip to shreds before, I destroy THE UNIVERSE!!
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Narration:Lifestyles Rich Villainous.
Today, evil, vile, Professor Monkey for a Head.
Inventor of such tre chic evil devices such as, The awesome Spotronicprotevblundifiyer, The terrible Atomic Banana, And the abominable Pay toilet.
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The nefarious professor lives a life of luxury in his glamorous space station laboratory.
Here, Professor Monkey for a Head and his companion, Monkey Professor for a Head, enjoy their many hobbies.
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PING PONG!GROOMING!
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After a hard day of terrorizing the galaxy, They enjoy nothing more than a quiet evening before a roaring fire.
But the professor has some advice from young would be supervillians.
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Professor: It's not all champagne, sometimes, there's real pain...
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I TOLD HIM NOT TO SHOOT MY RIGHT PROFILE!
HE MADE ME LOOK LIKE SOME KIND OF FREAK!!
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Did you put my patented reducing cream in the coffee again?
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TURN THAT OFF! YOU KNOW I HATE THAT PROGRAM!
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This is no longer a caring relationship...
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Narration:And now, back to Earthworm Jim!
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Trapped in an unbreakable cheesy grip, Jim as at the mercy of the razor sharp claws of Evil the Cat.
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Cat:I shall have, THE BOOK! And with it I shall destroy the universe!
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Peter:That'll hold them for a minute, Good thing we reenforced the door after that incident with the old lady from UNICEF.
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Must cut the cheese!
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Come on, COME ON!
Jim, what should I do?
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Jim: Still... weak... from cheese...
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Peter, Evil is... a cat.
The evil most cat in the universe to be sure. A cat, the likes of whom we won't see again!
But still... a cat...
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You must call for help from.. your canine brethren.
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Peter: It's been a long time since I've spoken dog, but I'll try!
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Cat:Here, let me try!
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Cat:Foolish dogs! I could destroy you with a foot.
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Rat:We go home fast fast now boss? Henchrat going to miss his self naturalization workshop!
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Cat:No my mindless rodent lackey, I have a plan!
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Narration: Later, our heroes have an unexpected visitor!
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Jim: Were you expecting an unexpected visitor?
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Peter: How can they be unexpected if I expect them?
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Jim: Enough of this witty banter, I'll get the door!
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Cat: Oh boohoo and woe is me, I am a small child and not a cat.
I am so bored and wish I had some amusing book which to entertain myself with.
Did I mention, I'm not a cat?
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Jim: Poor suffering tyke.
Wahahaha! Wahahaha!!
Your piteous tale has touched my heart!
My mind reels back to my own sad childhood, The horrible damp borrows, the constant hunger for decaying vegetation, And the crows! THE TERRIBLE, STUPID CROWS!!!
Wahhhh!!!
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Jim: Oh, right. Sorry.
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Cat: HAHAHAHAHA!!
Now, Foolish worm! I shall destroy the universe!
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Jim: Kids are so advanced today, Not more than 3 and already he's out to destroy the universe.
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Grrk!
By the Great Worm Spirit, who's mighty bristles strike the hammer blows of justice! AFTER HIM!!
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Narration: And so, Jim pursues Evil, through the vast inky void of space.
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Jim: Eat Dirt, detestable nemesis of virtue!
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Rat: I cannot do it captain, she'll not take the strain! (Said like a Star Trek character)
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Rat: Hmm... Henchrat not know.
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Jim&Peter: Aah! Aaah!!
Peter: Jim, what's that?
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Jim: The most horrible peril in all the universe!
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Jim: Ok, second most horrible peril. A BLACK HOLE!!!!
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Peter: I need time to fix the rocket!
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Jim: I'll solve this problem with my 4 Hyper-Intelligent brains!
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Jimâs Brain: I'm Hungry. I'm Cold! I'm Itchy! Where are the girls?
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Jim: Ohhh....kay, When all else fails, START BLASTING! HAHAHAHA!!
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EAT DIRT, INSUFFERABLE SPACE ANOMALY!!
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AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
Peter: Jim, we're slowing down!
Your gun's blasts have the same charge as the particles around the black hole's radius. WE'RE BEING ELECTROMAGNETICALLY REPELLED!
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Jimâs Brain: Huh? Huh? Huh? Girls?
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Peter: Never mind, just keep blasting!
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Jim:If you say so little buddy.
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Ahahahahaha!!
Peter: Way to go Jim!
I'll have the rocket fixed soon!
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Jim: Good! we must find that treacherous cat!
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Peter: and save the universe!
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Jim: Oh heck with the universe! I want my book back!!
I loved Fuzzy Wuzzy like a brother!
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Cat: Just as the proper note can shatter a glass, so can the proper sound shatter the universe!
The sound of the shriek made by the reeking beast found on Malodorlin 6!
Every beast must make the sound at once in order for it to work!
The beast will make the proper sound when they see... a fondue fork.
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Of course, it's so obvious...
Quick, to the Malodorin system!
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Jim: If only I could remember what was on that page after The Pudgy Wudgy Hippo!
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We might know where Evil has gone! Come on brains do your stuff!
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Peter:Wait! One thing can jog even the most stubborn memory, The hideous smell of the reeking beast.
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Jim: Quick, to the Malodorin system!
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Cat: Hehehe, Now I shall destroy the universe!
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Rat: Hehehe!
What we do then boss?
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Cat: Hmm... I hadn't really thought about it actually.
Gloat I suppose, cackle wickedly amid the ashes sort of thing?
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Jim: Hwoo!! Oohh!! Smmm!!
Smell overwhelming! Hoo!
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Peter: You think you've got it bad? You don't even have a nose!
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Jim: Whoo!
Must get closer!
Must be strong!
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Peter: Ooogh! The smell, I gotta get outta here!
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Hurry Jim! I can't stand it!
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Jim: It's working, I'm remembering...
I REMEMBER! The reeking beast!
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Peter: How could you forget them!!!
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Jim: That's how you destroy the universe! You get all the reeking beasts to see a fondue fork!
IT'S SO OBVIOUS! And it means, Evil must be here!
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Peter: I CAN'T STAND IT! IT SMELLS SO BAD IT HURTS! IT HURTS!!!!
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Jim:Uhh, It doesn't hurt that bad, does it? Little buddy?
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I'll take that as a big yes.
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A hologram projector! Got to stop them!
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Hey bucky!
Catch!
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Aagh!
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Fur ball:Oof!
Cat: Yes! History will remember me as the cat who destroyed the universe!
Uhh... except there won't be any historians..
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Why isn't everything shattering? What went wrong?
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The Reeking Beast:Whats that? It looks like a cantaloupe don't it?
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It's a fondue fork!
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Rat: Hehe, for fondue!
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Cat: Now, emit your shriek so I can destroy the universe!
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The Reeking Beast:Oh pull the other one mate, it looks more like a cream tart or a hydraolic pump.
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Jim: How fitting that Evil shall remain here!
Trapped forever in his own private smell!
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Peter: You said it, you big universe saving lug!
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Hahaahhahahahahahah!
Jim: Well, we defeated Evil, we saved the universe, and we're reunited with the Pudgy Wudgy Hippo!
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Life is good! Only one thing could spoil my mood now!
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Peter: What's that Jim?
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Narration:We join our hero Earthworm Jim and his faithful sidekick Peter Puppy as they dangle from the cliff on the planet of unusually tall things.
The nefarious Professor Monkey For A Head moves in to destroy Jim, riding ontop his fearsome Spotronicprotevblundifiyer, which generates mighty blasts off static electricity by rubbing its many feet.
Can our heroes hope to survive?
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Professor:Earthworm Jim!
Prepare to be flame-broiled on the barbecue of my TERRIBLE VENGANCE!!!
Quiet, I'm trying to look menacing!Huh?
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Professor:Curses, floppy head!
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Jim:Oops!
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Professor:Let us flee, my simian skullmate!
Earthworm Jim, you haven't seen the last of me!
Oh sorry, the last of us!
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Jim:I'd really appreciate it if we could cut to the title sequence now!
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Jim:Sigh, you've let the bad guy get away one time too many Peter!
I've gotta get a new sidekick.You understand, don't you?
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Queen:I have a job for you Psycrow.
I have uncovered the location of my sister, Princess What's Her Name.
Earthworm Jim is quite fond of her.
You will capture my sister and ransom her, for his Super Suit!
With it, I will rule the universe!
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Rest asured, Princess Whats Her Name is as good as (CAPTURED?!)
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Jim:It's a ransom note from Psycrow.
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or the princess is meat.
You can quit trying to suck up to me, it won't work.
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Jim:If only I had a clue as to her location.
P.S. Don't even think about rescuing her,she's in the one place even you wouldn't dare to go.
Hmm... the one place that even I wouldn't dare to go...
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A HUGE PILE OF REEKING GARBAGE!!!
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Merchant:Yup Yup, you picked the right day to come to the Hero Hutch young uh..... fella.
Got a special on sidekicks.
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Jim:Show me your wares fine merchant.
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Merchant:Yup, this here is Whooping Cough Boy,got the power of gale force coughs.
Good model, not a lot of miles on him.
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Merchant:Here Mr. Forehead Vein, those babies can clutch villians in an unbreakable grip.
Good for opening bottles too.
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Merchant:Well he looks a bit snappier in the tights.
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Jim:Umm.... Gosh....
THERE! That's the sidekick for me!
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Merchant:Ah, I see you got an eye for quality young erm... thingy
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Princess:HELPLESS?!
I am an Insectikette! I have the strength of a hundred men!
Or a hundred man sized crows!
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Psy-crow:Gosh, look at the time.
I should've been a florist, like mama wanted.
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Jim:OH BOY!!I CAN'T BELEVE IT!!
The Shadow is my sidekick!!
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Shadow:Actully I'm not THE SHADOW, I'm just A SHADOW.
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Jim:Oh...Well I'm sure you're very good too, what amazing power do you have?
WOW!!
All I could ever do was a bunny!
But enough of this merryment! Let us find the princess!
We could search the entire swamp,
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Jim:Or we could just try that huge evil tower with the high pitched screams coming from it.
Ok A Shadow, heres your chance to show me what you can do!
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Jim:Sigh, I hope I can get my deposit back on him...
WHOO! Mother Mcgourney!
With breath like that you could strip paint!
See you later, hideously, mutated, flesh eating, demonic, alligator.
Uh... You'd be the mama gator am I right?
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Narration:Oh the horror,the humanity and other big H words!
Will Jim get eaten alive by the ferocious mutant alligator?
Well, that awnsers that. Man, how is he going to get out of this one?
Stay tuned to find out!
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Narration: Before we return to Earthworm Jim, let us go to the nefarious Evil the Cat, who has just located the most innocent being in the universe.
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Evil cat:Look at him.So sweet, so gile, so pure and good.
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Time for a good old, acid furball.
A minor setback....
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Mother:What a darling kitty, but he must have his shots.
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Mother:Be back soon Hun Bun, love you!
Here we are, the vet kitty-kums.
Oopsie-Doodle, must have left the wrong box at the factory!
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Narration:And now, back to Earthworm Jim!
When last we saw Peter, he had plunged into a deep depression by Jim's insistance on getting another sidekick.
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Peter:I appreciate you're taking the time to discuss my feelings Snott.
How do I feel?
Perhaps I can explain better through.... interpretive dance.
I WANNA BE JIM'S SIDEKICK AGAIN, I WANT TO BE JIM'S SIDEKICK AGAIN!!!
Thank you, Thank you.
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Narration:Meanwhile, Jim has been eaten by a mutant alligator,but surely this cannot be the end of our mighty hero.
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Jim:Ok.... Mabye it can.
Ew, mutant spit...
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Jim:I've come to rescue the princess!
Evil doers, prepare to be horribly mutilated!
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AHA!Ah, my petit sausage of rapture, oh how I longed to-
Woah!
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Princess?:My Hero!
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Narration:And so, Jim uses his 4 hyper intelligant brains to locate the most dangerous places in the galaxy.
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Jim:HA!Mabye Psycrow meant this place!
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Narration:Our mighty hero and his latest sidekick search the Mountain of Nameless Dread.
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Jim:I told you to watch your step Whoopie Cushion Man!
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Narration:With yet another sidekick, Captain Cabbage,
our hero searches the Planet of Enormus Hammers.
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Jim:Ew, Coleslaw..
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Narration:But though Jim finds many princesses to recue,
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Princessâs?:Our hero!!
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Jim:Ghrk!
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Narration:None of them are the right one.
Meanwhile Peter has reached an important decision,
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Peter:This one definetly tastes more like butter.
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Narration:NOT THAT DECISION!!
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Peter:Oh right, sorry.
I've got to prove to Jim that he needs me, no matter what it takes!
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Narration: Meanwhile, Psycrow is having troubles of his own.
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Princess:Ok Psycrow, its squishy time!
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She shoots...SHE SCORES!!!
And the crowd goes wild!!
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Psy-crow:You have made a fatal error, Princess!
For you, have threw me into my brand new weapon,
THE EX-CROW-SKELLETON!!!
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Princess:Gosh, look at the time.
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Princess:You know, I usually avoid saying this, but um....
HELP!!!!!!!!
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Narration:We return to our story as Psycrow uses his mighty Ex-Crow-Skeleton to lock Princess What's Her Name in a inescapable, inpenetrite, chamber.
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Psy-crow:If Earthworm Jim doesn't cough up his Super Suit in the next 20 minutes,you will face, a fate worse than debt.
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Princess:Uh-huh, such as?
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Psy-crow:Huh?
I don't know, you know...
Something really awful,pointy,You'll chaffe and stuff.
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Princess:Fate worse than death. Big talker.
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Jim:The Pit of Unimaginal Fear? No.
The Cavern of Flesh Ripping Weasels? No.
Detroit! No.
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Peter:Come on PLEASE? Let me prove myself!
Can I come? Can I come? Can I come? Can I-
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Jim:Sorry little buddy, no can do.
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OF COURSE! The most dangerous place in the galaxy!
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The vile locale of which brave men dare not speak,
THE BOULAVARD OF ACUTE DISCOMFORT!!!
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Hmm,
The boulavard is popular with murderers, black marketeers, and yellow suited crows.
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My uncanny worm senses tell me, it's worth a look.
Peter, I'm off to pick up another sidekick and save the princess!
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Peter:Got to prove myself!
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Jim:And don't use the protomic disassociator to dissolve any cats into their component elements while I'm gone!
It's not sporting, and it leaves a mess on the carpet.
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Ah come on! Show me your power again! Just one more time! Please?
Aw, Groovy!
You're the best sidekick yet, Turns His Eyelids Inside Out Boy!
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Jim:Come on, lets find the princess!
HEY! Where's the evil tower? Well that's just typical.
They're never around when you need them!
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Jim:By the Great Worm Spirit whose segments span the labyrinths of eternity! A clue!
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Quick my lad! Where's the princess?
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Clerk:Every day theres a princess beneath a princess,
you want anyone specific, pal? We got lots of princesses.
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Ah, that princess. 13th floor, penthouse dungeon. Nice day.
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Jim:I'M HERE TO SAVE A PRINCESS!! AND IF SHE DOESN'T HAVE LITTLE WINGS AND A FUNNY NAME, I'M GONNA BE REALLY CHEESED OFF!!!
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Eyelid:Stop right there you feathered fiend!
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Jim:Nice heroic dialouge! The kid's a natural.
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Eyelid:TAKE THIS!!
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Psy-crow:No, not the eyelid trick, it's my one weakness! GAH!
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Jim:Good going faithful sidekick!
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Psy-crow:Boy, you guys will belive anything.
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Jim:Ew,
Good thing the Sidekicks Union has a comprihensable medical plan.
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Plan A, Senseless Violence!! Ok Muchacho,
EAT DIRT!
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HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
That'll learn ya!
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Psy-crow:This is brand new you know, if you've dented it I'm gonna be frightfully peaked!
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Jim:Plan B, Senseless Terror.
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AA! AA! AAAAA!
Psy-crow:Surrender, you idiotic annelid!
You are no match for the mighty Psycrow! Haha!
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Jim:Oh Yeah, Well-
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Psy-crow:Didn't your mother ever tell you to watch where you're running?
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Jim:Mama didn't have no mouth.
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Psy-crow:Oh.
Well prepare to be a worm flavored pancake on the breakfast menu of HEAVEN!!!
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Peter:STOP!
I'm warning you.
Stay away from that worm or I may get
ANGRY!
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Psy-crow:Ah, a puppy, I must abandon my evil plan, less he destroys my very self.
You understand that was sarcasm right? I wasn't being too subtle?
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Peter:WON'T. LET YOU. HURT. JIM.
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Psy-crow:This can't be good...
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Jim:WAY TO GO LITTLE BUDDY!!!
Peter, I was wrong. You're the best sidekick ever.
Now, if you could just give me back my leg...
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Peter:Oh, sorry.
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Jim:Don't mention it.
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I have come to rescue you my wholesome, basket of love!
Huh?
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Princess:I'd thought you would never beat that stupid bird. Wanna go for pizza?
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Jim:Ah my dessert trolly of joy, again I have rescued you from the clutches of evil,with the help of my fine sidekick, Peter.
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Princess:Rescued? Whoa, whoa, whoa, I got out of that chamber myself, pal!
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Narration:Rest asured, with Earthworm Jim as your protector,
Nothing in the universe shall ever harm you!
With the possible exeption of a cow.
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