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 youga.

(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 robb 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 hatchling.

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 hygieny 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:

Hyp: Getor, TBA

Getor: Oh.

Loofah:

Hyp:

Guido:

Austin:

Ed:

Austin

Ed:

Guido:

Ali: TBA. TBA. TBA.

Shorty:

Doofah:

Loofah: TBA. (TBA) TBA.

Doofah:

Guido: (TBA) [Sighs] TBA. TBA.

Mutt:

Littlefoot:

Ali:

(TBA)

Wild Arms:

Pterano:

Hyp:

Getor:

Wild Arms:

Getor: Huh?

Tricia: Ooh.

Wild Arms:

Getor: [Laughing]

Peter Parker: TBA. TBA. TBA. TBA (to Hyp) TBA. TBA. TBA. (to Littlefoot) TBA. TBA.

Littlefoot:

Cera:

Tricia: [Giggles]

Foobie: [Squeaks]

Guido:

Wild Arms:

Peter Parker:

Ducky: TBA. TBA.

Peter Parker:

Littlefoot: TBA. TBA. TBA. TBA.

Mary Jane:

Mutt: TBA?. TBA. TBA. TBA. TBA.

Hyp: TBA. TBA.

Nod:

Pterano:

Etta:

Wild Arms:

Etta:

Pterano:

Wild Arms: TBA. TBA... Whoa! (TBA) Oops.