Episode 39

Krillin: AAAGH...!

Piccolo: AARGH...!

Vegeta: ERRGH...!

Android 17: Hmph...

Krillin: ...So does this mean they're on our side--?

Trunks: YAAAAAAAAH!!

Krillin: AAAAGH!!

Krillin: Well, that settles that. You're *definitely* Vegeta's kid.

Vegeta: So, you done throwing a hissy fit?

Trunks: At least I did something instead of just standing there, staring at them!

Krillin: We do do that a lot!

Trunks: What? They're still alive?!

Trunks: But that was my strongest blast...

Vegeta: So you just *assumed* they were destroyed, then?

Krillin: We do that a lot, too!

Vegeta: Besides, what exactly changed from you in the future and now?

Trunks: More than I thought; less than you'd think.

Android 17: Man, Mystery Kid up there sure is cranky. I think someone needs a nap.

Android 18: Whatever.

Android 18: Let's just pop this bad boy open.

Pod: Initializing update 1 of 1432--

Android 18: Yeah, screw that.

Android 17: Man, you are a tall bastard.

Android 17: So, fire-crotch, what's your name?

Android 16: I am designated as Android 16.

Android 17: What are the odds?

Android 18: The old man did always have a one-track mind.

Android 18: What's your deal?

Android 16: I am programmed with the sole purpose of murdering Son Goku.

Android 18: See? This is what I'm talking about.

Android 17: I'm glad I killed him.

Android 16: You killed Son Goku?

Android 17: No; Doctor Gero.

Android 16: Oh.

Android 16: ...May we go and murder Son Goku?

Android 17: Well, ain't got nothin' better to do.

Android 18: So, if the name of the game is, "Kill Son Goku"...

Android 17: Let's play.

Android 17: Hey, we should grab us a car.

Android 18: The hell do we need a car?

Android 17: Because I want one.

Vegeta: Are... Are they flying away?!

Vegeta: *Get back here*! I AM SICK AND TIRED OF *BEING IGNORED*!

Tien: I *wish* we could ignore you.

Vegeta: RARRGH!

Trunks: No, Dad, stop!

Vegeta: Are we *really* doing this again?

Trunks: I wish you'd understand. There's no way we can fight them without Goku!

Vegeta: And I wish YOU'D understand who you're talking to!

Vegeta: *I am Vegeta*!

Vegeta: Why would I ever need that gibbering fool's help?!

Trunks: Because you're not as *strong* as--!

Trunks: (Wheeze)

Krillin: You pushed the Goku button.

Krillin: You shouldn't'a did that.

Goku: (Screaming endlessly)

Yamcha: Uh, Chi-Chi? You might wanna come in here!

Chi-Chi: Sorry, hun, cooking up a storm in here!

Yamcha: This is looking kinda bad!

Yamcha: He's screaming up a lot of blood.

Chi-Chi: I'll make sure there's plenty of iron and protein in the meal!

Yamcha: And I can't really remember the last time he inhaled.

Yamcha: And while that's sort of impressive, I don't think it's healthy.

Yamcha: Goku doesn't have a ton of brain cells to work with as it is.

Chi-Chi: Look, to be honest, it's just nice to have him in the house for a change.

Goku: (Stops screaming)

Goku: (Deep inhalation)

Yamcha: Oh good, he took a br--

Goku: (Screaming endlessly)

Android 17: Alright, here's my idea: First car that comes our way? We... appropriate it.

Android 18: Ugh, and all the way out here in the boonies.

Android 18: It's probably gonna be a semi.

Android 17: (Gasp) Oh, I hope it's a truck!

Android 17: What do you think, Sixteen?

Android 16: Will it assist us in murdering Son Goku?

Android 17: I dunno, I guess you could hit him pretty hard with it.

Android 16: Then I, too, hope it is a truck.

Vegeta: Well, well, well...

Vegeta: If it isn't Faggoty Andy and On-The-Raggedy Ann.

Android 18: ...I'm going to break his arm.

Android 17: Kinda proving his point, ain't ya, sis?

Android 18: Shut up, Ann.

Vegeta: So, which of you children wants to tangle with the Saiyan elite?

Android 17: Neh, I dunno. How 'bout you, Sixteen?

Android 16: No. He is not Goku.

Android 17: Man, we need to get you a hobby.

Android 16: Acquiring hobby.

Android 16: Hmm...

Android 17: Well then, Eighteen, guess he's all yours. I'm on car watching duty.

Android 18: Oh, thanks. Make me fight the troll doll.

Vegeta: So ladies first, then?

Vegeta: Well, just to warn you - I'm not afraid to hit a woman.

Android 18: That's fine. Neither am I.

Android 16: Aww...

Android 17: Hey, so, was Vegeta always blonde, or...

Android 16: The birds flew away.

Android 17: Oh yeah?

Android 16: I *liked* the birds.

Android 17: Good for you, man.

Vegeta: Raagh!

Vegeta: Ha! First blood.

Vegeta: You may as well give up now, an--

Vegeta: God damn it, I was kidding!

Clem: Huh?

Mitch: What is it, Clem?

Clem: Well, you ain't gonna believe this...

Clem: A couple a' Europeans are fightin' on top of the truck!

Mitch: Huh. That IS weird.

Mitch: ...You know what also's weird?

Mitch: (Laughter)

Clem: Aw, dammit Mitch, put that away!

Trunks: 'I can't believe he's taking them on alone!'

Trunks: 'He has no idea the kind of destructive force they pack!'

Trunks: 'The Androids are humanity's greatest threat!'

Driver 1: AAAAH--!

Android 18: (Laughter)

Vegeta: Raargh!

Driver 2: AAAAH--!

Driver 3: Aaaah--!

Vegeta: I will kill as many people as I have to as long as you are one of them!

Android 17: Oh hey, Eighteen, you're back!

Android 17: No cars yet.

Android 18: You know there *is* a freeway over there, right?

Android 17: Oh I know. This is just funner.

Vegeta: So Android, are you done running?

Android 18: I dunno. Is your mouth?

Vegeta: Well aren't you f*cking clever.

Vegeta: But wait! I have a retort.

Android 17: Aw *yeah*! A tru--!

Android 17: ...Aw... *dick*...!

Android 18: Be honest... is this just a short guy thing?

Vegeta: You talk a lot of shit for a washing machine.

Vegeta: And no, I'm not just saying that 'cause you're an Android.

Vegeta: I'm saying it because you're a wom--

Vegeta: BAGH! HARGH!

Vegeta: Tcchh...!

Vegeta: Hrrrrrrr...!

Vegeta: You know what? Just for that... *I'm not gonna take it easy on you any m*--

Vegeta: *AAGH*!

Android 17: Hm.

Trunks: Father, are you in there?!

Vegeta: Did anyone get the number of that *bitch*...?

Android 18: Eighteen.

Vegeta: Thank you...

Krillin: You okay in there, Vegeta?

Vegeta: Eat a dick!

Krillin: Oh okay, he's fine.

Android 17: Oh hey, Vegeta's little pals showed up.

Android 17: How 'bout it, Sixteen? Wanna go knock some heads?

Android 16: No.

Android 17: Whatever, man.

Trunks: Father! Oh, thank God you're still alive.

Trunks: We have to get out of here now!

Vegeta: Are you kidding me? I have her right where I want her!

Trunks: Do you... live in your own little world??

Vegeta: Yes. But unfortunately, I have to share it with all of you.

Android 17: Actually, Vegeta, you don't have to share at all.

Android 17: You two seem like you're having fun, so I'd hate to have to interrupt, but if any of you decide to jump in and help MC Widow's Peak over there, I will personally introduce you to the ground.

Android 17: And trust me, your relationship will be intimate.

Piccolo: Yeah, not exactly in a rush to help out Vegeta.

Piccolo: I mean, maybe if it were Goku...

Android 16: Did he say Goku?

Android 17: Calm down Sixteen, he's not here.

Android 16: But I heard him mention Goku!

Android 17: Just focus on your birds, buddy.

Android 16: Acquiring birds.

Android 17: He likes birds now.

Vegeta: Can we stop talking about Kakarot for just a MINUTE?!

Vegeta: I mean, for God's sakes, he's never even around!

Piccolo: Sad thing is, he's not exactly wrong.

Vegeta: Now if you'd like to continue this fight, I can finally get around to disassembling you!

Vegeta: You smug c**t.

Android 18: (Sigh)

Android 18: ...Yup.

Vegeta: Let's see how you handle THIS!

Vegeta: Does that ruffle you, Android?

Android 18: Well, you've managed to destroy my favorite, slash, only jacket, and ruin my leggings.

Android 18: So, yeah. "Ruffled's" a good word.

Vegeta: Well, that was only a taste of my power.

Vegeta: Now experience, my SUPER SAIYAN WRA--!

Vegeta: Gahyehg! D'ah! D'urgh! Aghk! AAAAAAAGH--!

Vegeta: (Gurgling)

Android 18: How quickly bravado goes out the window when you're flat on your ass.

Vegeta: Hurrgh, urgh...

Android 18: That's pretty sad.

Vegeta: Harrgh!

Vegeta: Sad for YOOOOUUU--!!

Echo #1: YOOOOUUU...!!

Echo #2: YOOOOUUU...!!

Echo #3: YOOOOUUU...!!

Vegeta: (Squealing)

Yamcha: ...49, 50, 51, 52, 5--

Goku: (Stops screaming)

Yamcha: Damn, so close to a new record!

Chi-Chi: How's he doing in there?

Yamcha: He's doin' fine--

Goku: (Screaming endlessly)

Yamcha: HE'S DOIN' FINE!

Yamcha: ...4, 5, 6...