Glass Shattering Experiment/Transcript

(Theme Song)

(Couch Gag: Hyp falls from the couch)

(New morning is coming to New York City, everyone wake up, hoping to have another great day.)

Wild Arms: [Yawns] Good morning, everybody. What a wonderful day. I think we could start it by yoga.

(Everyone yawn and nod in agreement)

Littlefoot: (stretches his legs) This is good.

Wild Arms: Very well. Don't you think? Now get your hands up.

Loofah: (panics) Is he trying to rob us?

Ruby: No, you silly. That's just a part of his yoga. Please calm down. And do what we do. You will like it.

Hyp: Ugh! Getor, stop drooling on my feet!

Getor: [Laughing]

Mutt: He's still a little hatching.

Rocky: Yes, don't be mad at him, Hyp.

Garfield: D'oh! That was gross! Really gross.

Mutt: (doing saltas) Look at me. Bet you can't do it. I can. Because I'm bigger. And flexible. And smart.

Guido: Oh yeah? (does saltas too)

Loofah: Wow!

Wild Arms: Wow. Bravo Guido! I didn't know you could do this.

Loofah: (gives a thumbs up)

Doofah: (cheers)

Foobie: [Squeaks] Ah.

Loofah: He likes it too.

Wild Arms: Fine. I think we had enough. Take a rest. And have a breakfast.

Littlefoot: Yeah, I'm so hungry.

Ali: Littlefoot's right. I'll have some salad. We must have an energy for today. Especially Spike here. He's always hungry.

Littlefoot: (eats a salad) Yummy.

Guido: (makes a sandwich) Slice of bread. Tomatoes. Cheese. And salad. (chews it) This is good.

Wild Arms: OK. I'm done. (Goes out the door) Ready to go!

(Electric Light Orchestra's Don't Bring Me Down plays)

(Everyone finish their breakfast, clean the dishes, do some hygiene and follow Wild Arms)

NYC Man: Morning!

(A 2004 Sam Raimi Earth-96283 Spider-Man crawls on the wall)

Spider-Man: Hello!

Wild Arms: Hi, Spidey! How is it going?

Spider-Man: Ah, saving the lives, you know.

Wild Arms: I know. Your life is so difficult. Mine is better.

Spider-Man: Well, you tried the superhero life, didn't you?

Wild Arms: Yes, but I prefer the normal life.

(At the Alley...)

Spider-Man:: (fights with 3 street thugs)

Street Thug #1: You can't beat us, Spider-Man!

Street Thug #2: You and your webs are too funny for us!

Street Thug #3: Goodbye!

Spider-Man: Whoa. Wait a minute. (chases the thugs)

(The thugs are running but they all fall into a street hole)

Street Thug #3: What the...? (tries to get out of there)

Spider-Man: Ha! You didn't run long. (see a white Rubik's cube) Huh? (grabs it) I have an idea. This will be perfect as Getor's new toy! (Web swings)

(On the streets...)

Wild Arms: Aahh. What a day. I must have fun. I must.

Pterano: (flies with Etta)

Wild Arms: (breathing fresh air)

Pterano: You are right, Wild Arms. It is a wonderful day. You sure know what it means. It means you must enjoy it. You must! Or it'll quickly pass. And you'll not have a good feeling. I want to enjoy it as well. Same as Etta here. I wonder where others are. But it doesn't matter now. Let's go.

Wild Arms: You can count on me.

Etta: Of course we can. Father and me can count on everyone we know. So it means you too. There is no one we can't. Well, except for our enemies. We can't count on them.

Wild Arms: (thinks) ''Etta's right. She is very smart Flyer. Maybe I should tell her that. No. That's ridiculous. She will think I'm in love with her.'' (out loud) Glad to hear that. We are going to enjoy this day. And nothing will ruin it.

Pterano: I hope so.

Wild Arms: Me either.

Etta: Same as I.

Pterano: I knew it!

(The trio continues their way when somebody falls on Wild Arms)

Wild Arms: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!! OK! OK! OK! Calm down, Wild Arms. Try not to panic. What do you want from me? I give up.

Etta: [Laughs]

Pterano: It's Spider-Man, you silly.

(Spider-Man gets off of Wild Arms)

Spider-Man: I'm so sorry! Did I hurt you? Did I scare you? If yes, then pardon me.

Wild Arms:(lies) Not at all.

Spider-Man: I know you lie. Anyway, look what I've found. (shows the white Rubik's cube)

Wild Arms: It's cute! What are going to do with it?

Spider-Man: I'll give it to Hyp's little brother Getor. He will have a great fun with it. Getor I mean.

Etta: I sure know it's not for you, Spidey. [Laughs]

Wild Arms: (thinks) ''A Rubik's cube? For Getor? Oh well. Getor will be very happy to have a new toy. Maybe I should find something else too. Like a ball or something.''

Pterano: Let's fly!

Spider-Man: Roger that. I am ready. I'll go wherever you say.

(Scene cuts to Rocky's apartment, where the Gang is playing zombies. They are catching themselves. And changing their roles.)

Hyp: That was a good zombie part.

Mary Jane Watson: You were great, Hyp. A better zombie than in horror films. And of course you all were great too. Not great. You were awesome.

Littlefoot: Thanks, Mary Jane. (blushing)

Guido: That idea playing zombies was Littlefoot's.

Littlefoot: Actually, it was your's.

Guido: Don't argument now.

Littlefoot: Fine. Anyway, are you going to get something to eat?

Guido: No. (rubs his belly) I'm full. I will explode if I eat more. So, we finished our play. And we are full. And we are bored. You are so smart. Bring us another game.

Cera: Yes! I wish my mother and siblings were here.

Ali: They are in your heart, Cera.

Nod: (drinks water)

Spike: I'm full too.

Chomper: Ruby? Are you really in love with Super-Flyer, even if you already know who he is?

Ruby: [Sighs Dreamily] Oh, Super-Flyer. Wait. I'm not in love with him. I'm just a big fan.

Chomper:Never mind

Hyp: Getor, listen.

Getor: Oh.

Loofah: I don't hear anything.

Hyp: But I do.

Guido: He's telling nonsense.

Austin: Right.

Ed: Wait.

Austin: What?

Ed: I really hear something

Guido: What?!

Ali: He's right. I hear it too. It comes from the window.

Shorty: Maybe storm.

Doofah: Nonsense.

Loofah: The sky would be dark. (A loud scream is heard) Oh no.

Doofah: What?

Guido: (takes a deep breath) [Sighs] Fine. Let's ignore it.

Mutt: I'm for it.

Littlefoot: Me too!

Ali: Count me in.

(Wild Arms, Pterano, Etta and Peter Parker flies to the window)

Wild Arms: We're here

Pterano: Sorry for the loud scream. It was Wild Arms.

Hyp: It was so loud, right Getor?

Getor: [Giggling]

Wild Arms: We found something.

Getor: Huh?

Tricia: Ooh.

Wild Arms: A Rubik's cube. (gives it to Getor)

Getor: [Laughing]

Peter Parker: It was on the ground. So we decided to give it to Getor. I hope he will like it. Right Hyp? (to Hyp) And there were street thugs. But Spidey beat them. Totally. (to Littlefoot) Littlefoot. You look sad.

Littlefoot: No I don't.

Cera: Yes, you do.

Tricia: [Giggles]

Foobie: [Squeaks]

Guido: Never mind.

Wild Arms: Forget it.

Peter Parker: So...

Ducky: So we can spend another great time. Yep, yep, yep.

Peter Parker: I guess.

Littlefoot: Let's play a game. I came up with a great idea. We can do a pyramid. It's so easy.

Mary Jane: Just be carefull, little ones.

Mutt: Little ones? We're not hatchlings anymore. We're big now. She's talking nonsense. But forget it.

Hyp: Fine. Let's play.

Nod: Yeah, let's play.

Pterano: (releases his wings)

Etta: (releases her wings too)

Wild Arms: (releases his arms near the window)

Etta: Wild Arms, look out!

Pterano: You might break it!

Wild Arms: Don't worry. Nothing can... Whoa! (breaks the window) Oops.

Ducky: Well, that was an oops-eeps.

Doc, the Lone Dinosaur: You broke it.

Wild Arms: I didn't mean to!

Doc: Well, but you did it.

Manager: (comes to them) Who broke the window?!

Rocky: Not me!

Etta: Not me!

Wild Arms: I did, but it was an accident.

Manager: Well, well, well. I see you admitted. I know it was an accident. But you still have to pay it, young man. It's your fault. Or I'll call the police. You're being fined for $15,000.

Guido: Noooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!

Wild Arms: Come on! I don't have much money. You had to gone crazy.

Peter Parker: I should get home.

Wild Arms: What I am suppose to do?

Doc: To pay the broken window.

Guido: You have to find a job.

Ali: To earn money to pay it.

(On 7th Ave....)

Mama Flyer: Look sweeties. There's a broken window. Let's check it out.

Petrie's Sibling #1: Right, mama.

Petrie's Sibling #2: I can't already wait.

Mama Flyer: I wonder who broke it. My brother Pterano no. Etta no way. Littlefoot no. At last it could be Wild Arms.

Petrie's Sibling #1: Are you sure, mama?

Petrie's Sibling #3: He's so carefully.

(On 226 W 44th St. near Times Square, The Gang of 14, Shorty, the 3 Yellow Bellies, Pterano, Etta, Rocky, Garfield, Melanie, Spider-Man, Getor, and Doc found a truck that was full of glass was parked at the Shubert Theatre.)

Wild Arms: Guys! I think I found a truck. Full of glass!

Spider-Man: That would be the perfect thing to repair that broken window! (to Hyp) Hyp, open that door.

Hyp: Sure. (opens the truck door) Whoa! It's open.

Littlefoot: Now it's see what's in that box.

(Littlefoot opens the box and inside was a big strawberry)

Chomper: Huh. No glass. But that's one big strawberry!

Wild Arms: [Grunts] Kinda heavy. But it's sure is a yummy strawberry.

(The eyes appear on the strawberry)

Wild Arms: Aaaaaargghh!

Strawberry: Aaaaaaaaaaah!

Littlefoot & Ali: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!

Spider-Man: AaaaAAAAaaaRRrrGGGHHH!!!!

Cera & Spike: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!

Chomper & Ruby: AAAGGGHHH!!!

Ducky, Petrie & Guido: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hyp, Mutt and Nod: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

Loofah, Doofah and Foobie: AAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaggghhhhhhh!!!!!!!

Rocky, Garfield & Melanie: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Pterano & Etta: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Shorty: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Getor: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Doc: Hmm.

(A Grumpy Cera holds a sign that says "Not Amused")

Strawberry: ...aaaaaaaaaahhhh! N-woo?

Wild Arms: Aaaaaaah! (puts down the strawberry and closes the box) [Panting] I was NOT expecting that!

Littlefoot: (SIGHS) A talking strawberry. ENOUGH!!! Just tell me what exactly does N-WOO MEAN?!

Spider-Man: I don't know.

Wild Arms: Let's get outta here.

Doofah: Dad! You got a little something stick to your tail.

Wild Arms: (sees Barry on his tail) Aah! Get it off! Get it off! Get that thing off me!!! (SHUDDERS)

Doofah: Dad! Calm down!

Etta: Do not panic or it'll get worser!

Wild Arms: It's worser already! I don't want this thing sticked on me! Please get it off! (hold on to a lamppost) Please!

Etta: Look at him.

Wild Arms: (loudest high-pitched girl-like) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA﻿AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA...

(Wild Arms' longest loudest high-pitched girl-like scream causes windows, street light bulbs, neons, car windows and screens to break around W 44th St.. His scream also shatters Spider-Man's left eye.)

Spider-Man: NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

Wild Arms:  ...AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA﻿AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(The street light sprayed sparks and 2 neon signs crashes down to the ground. The grown-up went to 44th St. to see what happened. They see shattered glass.)

Grandpa Longneck: What happened here?!

Pterano: Wild Arms broke one window, he had to admit it, found a new glass, and living strawberry!

Mama Flyer: Aren't you a little crazy, brother?

Pterano: No! Look!

Barry the Strawberry: N-woo!

Bron: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Littlefoot: DAD! PLEASE STOP SCREAMING!

Mutt: Yeah, Bron! That scream could've deafen us!

Ali: My ears!

Loofah: Are you OK?

Wild Arms: No.

Old One: Calm down, Wild Arms. You sure didn't want the window break. I know you are carefull. But you have no choice. You have to pay it.

Doc: Old One's right. You have to be responsible for your action. And to unmake them.

(Meanwhile Spider-Man swings on his webs and meets the Gang)

Ruby: Spider-Man! Are you OK?

Spider-Man: Yeah, I think it's my eye. (uncovers is shattered eye) How does it look like? Like a broken glass?

Hyp: Whoa!

Nod: Uhh... it looks OK.

Spider-Man: Thanks.

Mutt: Your eye is just shattered.

Spider-Man: My eye is what?

Nod: Shattered.

Hyp: You heard him.

Spider-Man: (looks in the mirror) Aah! No! It can't be! It's not true!

Ducky's Sibling #1: Spidey's eye is shattered!

Ducky's Sibling #2: Oh no!

Ducky's Sibling #3: (bursts out laughing)

Ducky's Sibling #4: [Giggles]

Ducky: That is not funny! No, no, no!

Mama Swimmer: Ducky's right.

Spider-Man: I can't believe my left eye is shattered!

Grandpa Longneck: Hmm... Spider-Man... here... lemme see. (looks at Spider-Man's left eye) Ooh, it's a human eye. But no blood. Let's be lucky.

Spider-Man: What the...?! What's going on?! MY EYE IS SHATTERED!!!

Mr. Thicknose: Don't be afraid, it will be all right.

Spider-Man: It's not all right! It's terrible! Terrible! Terrible! How can you say it will be all right?!!

Cera: It will be worser if you panic. Calm down.

Littlefoot: Yeah. Calm down and... Look out!

Spider-Man: What... (dodges a bomb)

(Hobgoblin, Shocker and Kraven appear)

Hobgoblin: What do we have here? It's Spider-Man. And he has a shattered eye.

Shocker: [Laughs]

Spider-Man: It's not funny!

Kraven: (laughs too)

Spider-Man: Stop laughing!

Hobgoblin: Your eye is really shattered!

Wild Arms: (hides behind Spider-Man)

Shocker: Let's do this!

(The Hobgoblin drags Spider-Man to Times Square and he throws him into a Jumbotron)

Hobgoblin: Today, you are a one-eyed friendly neighborhood Spider-Man! TBA. TBA.

Shocker:

Spider-Man:

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Kraven:

Spider-Man: TBA. TBA. TBA.

Kraven:

Shocker: TBA TBA TBA TBA TBA.

Hobgoblin: TBA TBA TBA! (throws a bomb)

Spider-Man: (dodges the bomb) TBA!

Shocker:

Barry the Strawberry: N-woo! N-woo!

Hobgoblin, Shocker and Kraven: Aaaaghhh! Retreat!

Spider-Man (TBA) TBA, TBA? TBA (TBA)

Littlefoot:

Spider-Man: He's safe.

Wild Arms: TBA! (TBA) TBA! Eegh! (TBA) TBA!

Old One:

Hyp: TBA TBA.

Hyp's Father:

Getor: Aw.

Mama Flyer:

Spider-Man:

Spider-Man

TBA

TBA

TBA

Hyp's Father

TBA.

TBA.

TBA.

TBA

TBA.

TBA.

TBA.

TBA.

TBA.

TBA.

TBA.

TBA

TBA.

(The grown-up's bellies rumbles)

Petrie: SHARPTEETH!

Mama Swimmer:

Hyp's Father: TBA. (TBA) Yep. TBA.

Grandpa Longneck: I'm sorry, Spider-Man. But I think we'll fix your eye tomorrow.

Spider-Man: WHAT????!!!!!

Bron: TBA. TBA. (TBA) Come on, guys. Let's go to Central Park.

(TBA)

Chomper: TBA TBA. TBA. TBA.

Loofah:

Wild Arms:

Garfield: TBA. TBA. TBA.

Rocky:

Shorty:

Garfield: Whoo-hoo!

(TBA)

Chomper: