Jester of the Birbal Court
"That is an inaccurate statement I speak English indefinitely I know nothing of Portugal or Portegeuse."
The Prodigal Son returns.
Well, it’s a badger, that’s for sure
"I mean, I speak plenty English, so no reason to deport me."
Huzzah
Jester of the Birbal Court
"I'm a native speaker of the English language as well."
The Prodigal Son returns.
Well, it’s a badger, that’s for sure
"Listen, Brazil, I tried to help you. No need to bring us all down with you."
Huzzah
Jester of the Birbal Court
"My name is Movie stop trying to get me deported. And stop trying to help and making things worse. In fact just stop breathing, eventually you'll die and we'll be rid of you for the episode."
The Prodigal Son returns.
Well, it’s a badger, that’s for sure
"There is no more 'for the episode'. The Status Quo is dead. Also, you're still speaking Portuguese."
Huzzah
"Enough! You're all going back to Earth!"
Well, it’s a badger, that’s for sure
"Yeah! You're all going to back to Earth!"
Huzzah
"Silence, knave! We're taping you to the front of the rocket so you'll be first back!"
Well, it’s a badger, that’s for sure
"Well, in that case, I have one thing to say- Gang, book it back to the Oil Fields!"
Taco runs off.
Huzzah
Guards grab Taco.
"Remember this is a courtroom."
Well, it’s a badger, that’s for sure
"Damn it. Can I at least have two last requests before you guys haul me away to be deported?"
Huzzah
"Very well."
Well, it’s a badger, that’s for sure
"I simply ask if I may take my shoes off, and if I may have a smoke."
Huzzah
Well, it’s a badger, that’s for sure
Taco takes his shoes off, and lights a cigar, and puts it in his mouth. He then picks up his shoes, lights the Oil on the soles that he picked up from the fields on fire with the cigar, and runs out of the building after shoving the burning soles into the guards' faces.
Huzzah
"Curses! After him! And prepare the shuttle!"
Swarms of guards run after Taco, while others take the rest of the group away.
Well, it’s a badger, that’s for sure
Taco makes time by slapping the Oil Mule backwards toward the guards, before lighting the extra oil in the mule's coat on fire. He continues running afterward,
Huzzah
Meanwhile, the rest of the gang are taken to a space shuttle.
"You know, I thought our ride home would be more impressive."
The Hope, The Hero
"See, I knew this was going to happen. But would you listen to the Only Sane Man with credible logic?"
"Of course not, someone thought it was a good idea to crush a building, get arrested, and show contempt for their court!"
Spelunking through a Halo Ring is something else...
Jester of the Birbal Court
"Hold up wait can I at least ride home in my ship?"
The Prodigal Son returns.
Not Sherlock Holmes
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON??????????????????"
“Now! Let us engage in the art of deduction!”
Jester of the Birbal Court
"We're being sent to a doomed planet!"
The Prodigal Son returns.
Not Sherlock Holmes
"OBJECTION! If you do this dramatic plotline, that goes against the comedic nature!"
“Now! Let us engage in the art of deduction!”
"Parole? We're deporting all of you!"
edited 3rd Sep '17 12:51:26 AM by TropesForever