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- So I hear you got a package for that secret guy, Mr. Smith.
- Yeah, and I alone have been shouldered with the weighty responsibility of it's safety.
Gerald
- Cool, let's open it.
- He is very creepy. He gives me the creepies.
- Tip, tip, tip! Guy’s lived here three years, and he’s never said a word.
Ernie Potts
- Hey, by any chance, is that from the toupée of the month club?
Arnold
- Nope, it’s something for Mr. Smith.
Ernie Potts
- Oh really, Smith ha.
Mr. Hyunh
- He’s never got a package here before, what kind is it?
Arnold
- Plane brown paper, plane string, pretty ordinary.
Mr. Hyunh
- Too ordinary if you ask me. I wonder what’s in it?
Arnold
- Hey, this is Mr. Smith’s private property!
Ernie Potts
- That guy’s a freak, give me that!
Mr. Hyunh
- Creepy! Real Creepy!
Arnold
- I told you, I’m not giving you the package!
Gerald
- It’s me, Gerald.
Arnold
- Oh.
Rude Receptionist
- Yes?
Arnold
- We have a package for Mr. Smith.
Rude Receptionist
- Which Mr. Smith?
Arnold
- You mean there’s more then one?
Rude Receptionist
- That’s right. There’s John Smith, John Smith, Sr., John Smith, Jr., John Smith III, John Smith Esquir, John Q. Smith, John Smith Smith, John John Smith...
Arnold
- Don’t you have any plane Mr. Smiths?
Rude Receptionist
- I’m sorry, that information is classified.
Gerald
- Now I suppose I were to tell you, I don’t buy that, lady. What would you say to that?
Arnold
- Hurry! Follow that taxi!
Bus Driver
- (monotone) Behind the yellow line while the bus is in motion, and get your package out of my ear.
Ernie Potts
- There he is!
- Get him!
Mr. Hyunh
- Get the grip!
Arnold
- Guys, what are you doing!? You’re acting like a bunch of animals! Well, what ever it is, you ripped it.
Mr. Hyunh
- My family? That’s so sweet.
Ernie Potts
- I feel like a real heal.
Mysterious Man
- Package for Mr. Smith. Can I trust you to give it to him?
Arnold
- *gasps* NNNNNNNNNNOOOOO!!!