Riff Raff | HOW DO YOU SAY THANK YOU IN FRENCH? Mercy! |
Frank-N-Furter | How did it happen? I understood you were to be watching! |
Riff Raff | I was only away for a minute, DOING WHAT? Master. BATING. |
Frank-N-Furter | Well see if you can find him on the monitor! WE'VE SEEN YOUR FOREHAND FRANK, NOW LET'S SEE YOUR BACKHAND. NEEDS WORK! |
Riff Raff | Master. BATOR. Master. BATOR. We have a visitor. |
Brad | WHAT DOES CAPTAIN KIRK CALL HIS CHIEF ENGINEER? Hey, Scotty! Dr. Everett Scott. KISS ASS! |
Riff Raff | You know this Earthling. FUCKED UP! Person? |
Brad | I most certainly do, he happens to be an old friend of mine. |
Frank-N-Furter | D! I see! K! SPELLS DICK! So this wasn't simply a chance meeting, you came here on purpose. I THOUGHT HE CAME ON YOU? |
Brad | I told you my car broke down, I was telling the truth. ASSHOLES NEVER LIE. |
Frank-N-Furter | I know what you told me Brad, but this Dr. Everett Scott, his name is not unknown to me. |
Brad | He was a science teacher at Denton High School. |
Frank-N-Furter | And now he works for your government, doesn't he Brad? He's attached to the Bureau of Investigation, of that which you call U F O's! Isn't that right Brad? |
Brad | He might be, I don't know! |
Riff Raff | The intruder is entering the building Master. |
Frank-N-Furter | WHERE WILL HE PROBABLY BE? He'll probably be in the Zen Room. A ROACH, SMOKE IT SCOTTY! Shall we inquire of him in person? NO, NOT THE TRIPLE CONTACT ELECTRO MAGNET! RING AROUND THE LESBIANS! DAMN TOURISTS. HEY KOOLAID! |
Brad | Great Scott! (THROW TOILET PAPER.) |
Riff Raff | WHO'S THE FAGGOT HERE DOC? Frank N Furter, we meet at last! NO AT FIRST. |
Brad | Dr. Scott! |
Dr. Scott | Brad what are you doing here? GETTING LAID BY A FAG! |
Frank-N-Furter | Don't play games Dr. Scott. You know perfectly well what Brad Majors is doing here. It was part of your plan was it not, that he and his female should check the layout for you? THEY CHECKED IN AND GOT LAID! Well, unfortunately for you all, the plans are to be changed. YOU MEAN THE ORGY'S OFF? I hope you're adaptable Dr. Scott, I know Brad is. GET EMBARRASSED ASSHOLE! |
Dr. Scott | I can assure you that Brad's presence here comes as a complete surprise to me. I came here to find Eddie. |
Brad | Eddie? I've seen him... |
Frank-N-Furter | Eddie? What do you know of Eddie, Dr. Scott? |
Dr. Scott | HE'S FAT, HE'S DEAD, AND HE'S THE MAIN COURSE! I happen to know a great deal about a lot of things. F! You see, K! SPELLS FUCK! Eddie happens to be my nephew. |
Brad | Dr. Scott... MOUSEKETEER ROLL CALL! |
Dr. Scott | Janet! |
Janet | Dr. Scott! |
Brad | Janet! |
Janet | Brad! |
Frank-N-Furter | Rocky! UGH! |
Dr. Scott | Janet! |
Janet | Dr. Scott! |
Brad | Janet! |
Janet | Brad! |
Frank-N-Furter | Rocky! UGH! |
Dr. Scott | Janet! |
Janet | Dr. Scott! |
Brad | Janet! |
Janet | Brad! |
Frank-N-Furter | Rocky! UGH! Listen, I made you CAN YOU BREAK HIM? and I can break you just as easily! |
Magenta | Master, dinner is prepared! |
Frank-N-Furter | WHAT DO YOU THINK OF ORAL SEX? Excellent, under the circumstances, formal dress is to be optional. TOGA! TOGA! TOGA! |
Criminologist | Food has always played a vital role in life's rituals. The breaking of bread, the last meal of a condemned man, and now... ...this meal. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7. WHY THE FUCK DOES HE HAVE SEVEN FORKS? However informal as it may appear, you can be sure there was to be very little, bon ami.
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