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==Cast==
 
==Cast==
 
* Eric Cartman
 
* Eric Cartman
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* Shelly Marsh
 
* Shelly Marsh
 
* Skyler
 
* Skyler
* Kitty
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* Mr. Kitty
 
* "Artemus" Clyde Frog
 
* "Artemus" Clyde Frog
 
* "Salma Hayek" Polly Prissy Pants
 
* "Salma Hayek" Polly Prissy Pants
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==Script==
 
==Script==
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{{EpisodeScript|
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{{ScriptScene|The Cartman house, night. Cartman's room. Cartman plays off-camera while his plush lizard, Rumpertumskin, sits on the bed. Cartman does all the voices...}}
!
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Rumpertumskin|''[as Loveless]'' Heheheheh! Now I will kill the President and Salma Hayek!}}
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[The Cartman house, night. Cartman's room. Cartman plays off-camera while his plush lizard, Rumpertumskin, sits on the bed. Cartman does all the voices...]''
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Polly|''[as Salma Hayek, tied to a cross standing in for railroad tracks]'' Oh, save me! Who will save me?}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[in cowboy gear, and six-shooter]'' I will! James West, cowboy and rap star! ''[whips out Clyde from behind his back]'' Quick, Artemus Clyde Frog! We've got to save Salma Hayek!}}
!Rumpertumskin:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Clyde Frog|''[as Artemus]'' If we save her, I am going to take off her pants and play Slip'N'Slide!}}
|''[as Loveless]'' Heheheheh! Now I will kill the President and Salma Hayek!
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Are you okay, Salma Hayek?}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Polly|Yes, but I need to get out of here and eat some tacos and burritos. Me gusta tacos mucho!}}
!Polly:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Rumpertumskin|You cannot stop me, James West!}}
|''[as Salma Hayek, tied to a cross standing in for railroad tracks]'' Oh, save me! Who will save me?
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Look out, Artemus Clyde Frog! It's a giant metal spider! ''[tosses Clyde aside, aims at a plush spider hanging on the edge of his toy box and fires]'' Bang! Bangbang! ''[strafes and performs a cartwheel]'' Yoyoyo, jiggity jiggy with it! Bang bang bang! ''[tosses a baseball at the spider and knocks it out of the box]'' We saved the day! The Wild Wild West, The Wild Wild ''Wild'' West. Uhyo wicky wicky scratch, Uh wicky wicky scratch... ''[the door opens]''}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|''[nicely dressed, looks in]'' Eric. ''[he turns around and drops his shades and the gun]'' The babysitter's here. Come on downstairs.}}
!Cartman:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[begging]'' But mmmooom, I'm playing Wild Wild West.}}
|''[in cowboy gear, and six-shooter]'' I will! James West, cowboy and rap star! ''[whips out Clyde from behind his back]'' Quick, Artemus Clyde Frog! We've got to save Salma Hayek!
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Liane|I have to leave soon, Eric.}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|But mom, me and Artemus Clyde Frog still have to do our love scene with Salma Ha-yek.}}
!Clyde Frog:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|Come down as soon as you're done. ''[exits and closes the door]''}}
|''[as Artemus]'' If we save her, I am going to take off her pants and play Slip'N'Slide!
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|<poem><i>''[begins to rap]''
|-
 
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Well, I'm a badass cowboy living in a cowboy's
!Cartman:
 
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Age wicky wicky scratch yo yo bang bang
|Are you okay, Salma Hayek?
 
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Me and Artemus Clyde Frog go save
|-
 
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Salma Hayek from the big metal spider
!Polly:
 
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Wicky wicky wick, wicky wicky wick, Fresh
|Yes, but I need to get out of here and eat some tacos and burritos. Me gusta tacos mucho!
 
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Cowboy from the Westside-</i></poem>}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptScene|The kitchen. Liane fixes herself as Shelly looks on}}
!Rumpertumskin:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|Thank you so much for babysitting little Eric, Shelly.}}
|You cannot stop me, James West!
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Okay.}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|All those other babysitters won't come back.}}
!Cartman:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|I charge $5 for the first hour, 5% bumps every hour after that up to six hours, which enters into golden time.}}
|Look out, Artemus Clyde Frog! It's a giant metal spider! ''[tosses Clyde aside, aims at a plush spider hanging on the edge of his toy box and fires]'' Bang! Bangbang! ''[strafes and performs a cartwheel]'' Yoyoyo, jiggity jiggy with it! Bang bang bang! ''[tosses a baseball at the spider and knocks it out of the box]'' We saved the day! The Wild Wild West, The Wild Wild ''Wild'' West. Uhyo wicky wicky scratch, Uh wicky wicky scratch... ''[the door opens]''
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Liane|Oh, that sounds fine. I'm going to a meteor shower party. The number where I'll be is on the refrigerator. Eric's nookie time is 9 o'clock sharp. If his little woogums get cold, you can turn up the heat over here. And if he gets cranky, just play tummy-rub-rubs with him, and make sure he wipes good after he makes bears.}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Bears?}}
!Liane:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|Oh! And don't mind the cat. She's just being loud because she's in heat.}}
|''[nicely dressed, looks in]'' Eric. ''[he turns around and drops his shades and the gun]'' The babysitter's here. Come on downstairs.
 
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{{ScriptScene|The living room. Cartman is on the sofa watching TV now, and Kitty is near him}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Kitty|Meowrowr!}}
!Cartman:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|No, Kitty! I don't have anything!}}
|''[begging]'' But mmmooom, I'm playing Wild Wild West.
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Kitty|''[starts rubbing her ass against the sofa]'' Meow rowrrowrrowrrowrrowr!}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|What the hell is wrong with you?! Stop it, Kitty!}}
!Liane:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Kitty|''[looks at him with her ass up in the air]'' Rowrrowrrowrrowrrowr!}}
|I have to leave soon, Eric.
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|No Kitty, that a bad God-damned kitty! ''[Kitty runs away]''}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|''[enters with Shelly]'' Okay, muffin. Mommy's leaving now. You do what the babysitter tells you, okay?}}
!Cartman:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[absently]'' Uh-huh.}}
|But mom, me and Artemus Clyde Frog still have to do our love scene with Salma Ha-yek.
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|Be good.}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[huffs]'' Right.}}
!Liane:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|Come give Mommy Eskimo kisses! ''[kneels next to Cartman]''}}
|Come down as soon as you're done. ''[exits and closes the door]''
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Aw, Ma.}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|Eskimo kisses for Mom-my!}}
!Cartman:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[mad]'' Jesus Christ. ''[drops to the floor, and they rub noses]''}}
|<poem>
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|Bye, kids. ''[gets up and leaves the house]''}}
''[begins to rap]''
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[now approaches Shelly]'' Well, go put that pizza in the oven, bitch! I'm hungry! ''[she punches him into the wall, which leaves an impact site with paint fallen off]'' Ow!}}
''Well, I'm a badass cowboy living in a cowboy's''
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Alright, turd, listen up! Now that your mom is gone, I'm in charge. I don't know how you treat your other babysitters, but when ''I'm'' babysitting, you're nothing but a little turd. You're a stinky dried-up stupid turd! Got it?!}}
''Age wicky wicky scratch yo yo bang bang''
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|You can't hit me! Didn't you see those nanny videos on TV? ''[she punches him, sending him into the wall again]''}}
''Me and Artemus Clyde Frog go save''
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|My boyfriend is coming over, so you go to the kitchen, and you make us that pizza before I snap you in half like the little turd-stick you are!}}
''Salma Hayek from the big metal spider''
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|You're not allowed to have people over!}}
''Wicky wicky wick, wicky wicky wick, Fresh''
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|''[takes the remote]'' Move! ''[points towards the kitchen, and Cartman eventually rises and goes there]''}}
''Cowboy from the Westside-''
 
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{{ScriptScene|The kitchen. Cartman walks to the refrigerator}}
</poem>
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|This is bullcrap! ''[strains to open the freezer, but fails]'' I can't reach the freezer!}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|''[from the living room]'' Figure it out, turd!}}
!
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[huffs]'' God dammit! ''[goes for a chair and props it up in front of the refrigerator. As he hops onto the chair, Kitty walks in still pining]'' Shut up, Kitty! ''[turns and sees the note on the freezer door, then grabs it and reads it]'' Any problems, contact Eric's Mommy at 303... Aha! ''[hops off the chair, moves it back to the table, and sits on it. He grabs a telephone]'' I'm gonna call mom and tell her that the babysitter is having her boyfriend come over! Then we'll see who's the turd! ''[he picks up the receiver, only to find a familiar voice on the line]''}}
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[The kitchen. Liane fixes herself as Shelly looks on]''
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|...So I said, "you're a little turd!" and he w-}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[hangs up]'' Dammit! ''[waits for a moment, then picks up the receiver again. Kitty now pines on the stove]''}}
!Liane:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|...But when you've seen one turd, you've seen them all. ''[hangs up, waits, then picks up again]'' ...stupid turd! The one night-}}
|Thank you so much for babysitting little Eric, Shelly.
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Ey! I need to use the phone!}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Oh. Hold on a second, Carrie. ''[enters the kitchen and pulls Cartman's underwear over his back and head, blinding him]''}}
!Shelly:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Ey! Aaah! Uh-ow! Ah! ''[she leaves and he picks up the receiver again]''}}
|Okay.
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|I placed his underwear over his head.}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[hangs up and puts his underwear back in place. Kitty resumes meowing]'' I'm gonna get her, Kitty! Mark my words!! ''[her meows are persistent]'' SHUT THE HELL UP, KITTY!! ''[Kitty screeches and dashes out of the kitchen]''}}
!Liane:
 
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{{ScriptScene|The living room. Cartman watches TV}}
|All those other babysitters won't come back.
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Announcer|And now, back to the movie of the week, ''Aliens''.}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Newt|''[to Ripley]'' They mostly come at night, mostly.}}
!Shelly:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[echoing Newt]'' They mostly come at night, mostly. ''[Shelly comes in and tosses Cartman off the sofa, then changes the channel to '''Friends'''. Cartman returns to the sofa]'' Ey, I was watching ''Aliens'' on TV!}}
|I charge $5 for the first hour, 5% bumps every hour after that up to six hours, which enters into golden time.
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Well, ''I'm'' watching ''Friends'', turd! ''[the doorbell rings]'' That's my boyfriend. Go answer the door while I make sure I don't have food in my braces. ''[Cartman answers the door and looks at a young man in baseball cap and leather jacket]''}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Dude|Hey there, is Shelly around?}}
!Liane:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Who the hell are you?}}
|Oh, that sounds fine. I'm going to a meteor shower party. The number where I'll be is on the refrigerator. Eric's nookie time is 9 o'clock sharp. If his little woogums get cold, you can turn up the heat over here. And if he gets cranky, just play tummy-rub-rubs with him, and make sure he wipes good after he makes bears.
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Dude|I'm the guy who's gonna put a boot up your ass if you don't tell me where Shelly is!}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|''[appears at the door]'' Hey, Skyler.}}
!Shelly:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|You know this guy?}}
|Bears?
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|He's my boyfriend! ''[Cartman studies him]''}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Christ, he's like 50 years old!}}
!Liane:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|He's 22! ''[Cartman studies him some more]''}}
|Oh! And don't mind the cat. She's just being loud because she's in heat.
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Dude, that's not cool.}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|You're a turd! You're the Turdman of Alcatraz!}}
!
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|Ye Yeah-ha.}}
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[The living room. Cartman is on the sofa watching TV now, and Kitty is near him]''
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Dude, when my mom finds out that my babysitters have their boyfriends over, she mostly gets really mad, mostly. ''[Skyler enters and pulls Cartman's underwear over Cartman's head. Shelly grins and Skyler drops him.]'' Yaaah. Eeyy! Ey, God dammit!}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Turd wedgie. Come in the kitchen, Skyler. There's refreshments ''[giggles and takes his hand. They walk to the kitchen. As they pass the sofa, Kitty is looking at TV]''}}
!Kitty:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Announcer|And now, back to ''Wild Animal World''}}
|Meowrowr!
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Host|''[a lion follows a lioness around]'' Here in the more arid regions of Africa, the gold-coat lions are in the throes of mating season. ''[Kitty watches intently as the lion overtakes the lioness. The lioness lays down]'' The male lion positions himself behind the female and prepares to insert his lionhood. Notice his large swollen balls. ''[Kitty meows loudly with excitement as the lion does his stuff]'' The female lion relaxes her body and says "hello" to Mr. Winky. ''[Kitty continues meowing. The lioness rolls over on her back]'' The male lion is enticed by the female's supple breasts and firm backside. ''[The lion moves away]'' Quickly and suddenly, the male is finished. Now he wants to be alone, so he kindly asks the female to leave. He promises he'll call her tomorrow. But the female doesn't leave. Nope, she's moving right in. Looks like the male lion... is screwed. ''[lion and lioness relax as the sun sets. Kitty is almost beside herself, rubbing her ass against the rug]''}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptScene|The kitchen. Cartman cooked the pizza after all. Shelly and Skyler finish it}}
!Cartman:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|Mmmmm. ''[tries to kiss her]''}}
|No, Kitty! I don't have anything!
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|No, Skyler. Quit it.}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|Come on, babe. How long have we known each other?}}
!Kitty:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Eight days tomorrow.}}
|''[starts rubbing her ass against the sofa]'' Meow rowrrowrrowrrowrrowr!
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|And I still don't get any action.}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|I don't know, Skyler. It's just kind of strange to me that you're 22 and all.}}
!Cartman:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|But I'm still in high school. I told you: I'm a very immature 22-year old.}}
|What the hell is wrong with you?! Stop it, Kitty!
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Well, maybe just one kiss.}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|Mmmmm ''[kisses her on the lips, but Cartman intrudes]''}}
!Kitty:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Hey, what are you doing? ''[Skyler pulls back quick]''}}
|''[looks at him with her ass up in the air]'' Rowrrowrrowrrowrrowr!
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|Beat it, chubby!}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Go on, Astroturd!}}
!Cartman:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|Mmmmm ''[a tongue-kiss]''}}
|No Kitty, that a bad God-damned kitty! ''[Kitty runs away]''
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|I'm gonna tell my mom on you.}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Turd Rock From the Sun!}}
!Liane:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Ey! You ate all the pizza!}}
|''[enters with Shelly]'' Okay, muffin. Mommy's leaving now. You do what the babysitter tells you, okay?
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|We left you some crusts! ''[tosses some to him]''}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|That does it! I'm calling my mom right now, and bustin' your ass! ''[she snatches the note from him and sends him into the wall with one jab]''}}
!Cartman:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Guess again, Richard the Turd!}}
|''[absently]'' Uh-huh.
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Give me that phone number!}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|Come on, babe. Let's go to the living room. ''[they leave]''}}
!Liane:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[rises]'' I am not gonna be bossed around by a chick! ''[thinks for a moment]'' Maybe I'll just use my Wild Wild West techniques and get proof that Shelly had a boyfriend over.}}
|Be good.
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Kitty|''[walks in]'' Meow.}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|God dammit, Kitty, you have to calm down! Here, I'll get you some catnip. ''[goes to the sink, opens the doors, and starts looking]''}}
!Cartman:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Kitty|Meow.}}
|''[huffs]'' Right.
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Okay, okay, hold on, I'm finding the catnip. ''[pulls out a box of Playful Pussy Catnip and pours some onto the floor in front of Kitty]''}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Kitty|Meowrowrowrowrowrowrowrowr. ''[still longing for consummation, she jumps all over the kitchen knocking things over]''}}
!Liane:
 
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{{ScriptScene|The living room. Skyler strums on the guitar as Shelly listens}}
|Come give Mommy Eskimo kisses! ''[kneels next to Cartman]''
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|<poem><i>Red Rocket spills my icy soul.<br />
|-
 
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Demons from Hell seek the chosen one!</i></poem>}}
!Cartman:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|You're such an amazing poet, Skyler.}}
|Aw, Ma.
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|''[putting the guitar aside]'' Isn't this guitar awesome? It's the best of its kind, and not a scratch on it. ''[reaches over to kiss Shelly]''}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|''[holding him off]'' Skyler, not here.}}
!Liane:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|I can't help it. I see your pretty lips and I want to kiss them. ''[draws her close]''}}
|Eskimo kisses for Mom-my!
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|''[giggles]'' Really?}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|I cherish you, almost as much as I cherish my guitar.}}
!Cartman:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Wow!}}
|''[mad]'' Jesus Christ. ''[drops to the floor, and they rub noses]''
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|When I make it to the big time, I'm gonna take you shopping, and buy you lots of badass stuff.}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|O Skyler, I love you. ''[their lips lock]''}}
!Liane:
 
|Bye, kids. ''[gets up and leaves the house]''
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{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|Mmmmm. ''[A flash bulb goes off and Shelly stands up on the sofa]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|What the-?}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[with Polaroid camera in hand and a fresh picture]'' Aha, charade you are! Looks like you're the turd now!}}
!Cartman:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|''[lunges after Cartman]'' Give me that picture!}}
|''[now approaches Shelly]'' Well, go put that pizza in the oven, bitch! I'm hungry! ''[she punches him into the wall, which leaves an impact site with paint fallen off]'' Ow!
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Aaaaa! ''[runs away, and she gives chase. He runs up the stairs, but she catches up and grabs him by the foot halfway up the stairs. He kicks her off, then hurries to his room, closing the door on her as she reaches him]'' Yes!}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Open this door, Turdledove!}}
!Shelly:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|I think not! I'm gonna show this picture to my mom when she gets home!}}
|Alright, turd, listen up! Now that your mom is gone, I'm in charge. I don't know how you treat your other babysitters, but when ''I'm'' babysitting, you're nothing but a little turd. You're a stinky dried-up stupid turd! Got it?!
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Your mom doesn't get home for three more hours! That's plenty of time for me to make a turd sandwich out of you. ''[Cartman is shocked at the possibility]''}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptScene|later that night}}
!Cartman:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|''[banging on Cartman's door]'' Give me that picture, turd!}}
|You can't hit me! Didn't you see those nanny videos on TV? ''[she punches him, sending him into the wall again]''
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|You're never gonna get this picture! Not until my mom comes home and I can ''prove'' you had a boyfriend over heuh!}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|''[in the hallway]'' I'm gonna bust this door down! ''[starts banging on the door again. Kitty is meowing]''}}
!Shelly:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[sees his toy frog on the bed and walks over]'' What should we do, Artemus Clyde Frog? ''[dons his cowboy hat]''}}
|My boyfriend is coming over, so you go to the kitchen, and you make us that pizza before I snap you in half like the little turd-stick you are!
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Clyde|''[with his Wild Wild West shades on]'' We've got to get that picture to your mom so that she will come home and save us.}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Oh, that's quick thinking, Artemus Clyde Frog. ''[doffs his hat and sees Kitty on his dresser rubbing her ass on the wall. He walks over]'' Listen very carefully, Mr. Kitty. I am putting this picture of the babysitter and her boyfriend on your collar. ''[the banging subsides]'' You have to take this picture to Mommy, Kitty, so that she can come home and save me. ''[walks to the window and sets Kitty on the sill]'' Now run, Kitty. Take this picture to Mommy, and lead her back here. When you return, be sure to bring Mom in through the back door. Hurry, Kitty! You're my only hope! ''[Kitty jumps from the window to the garage roof, then from the roof to the trashcan, then to the ground]'' That's it! That's it, Mr. Kitty! ''[Kitty ends up at the front door]''}}
!Cartman:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Kitty|Meow. Meow. ''[the door opens and Shelly takes her in]''}}
|You're not allowed to have people over!
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Oh! God dammit!}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptScene|The living room. Shelly takes the picture and the door bell rings}}
!Shelly:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Who is that?!}}
|''[takes the remote]'' Move! ''[points towards the kitchen, and Cartman eventually rises and goes there]''
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|Oh, I invited the guys in the band over, so that we can practice. ''[moves to answer the door]''}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Skyler, your band can't practice here.}}
!
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|Hey, do you want me to make it or not?! Don't stand between me and my dreams, babe! ''[opens the door and the bandmates come in]'' 'Sup Mark? ''[carrying drums]'' 'Sup up. Jonesy? ''[carrying other drums]''}}
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[The kitchen. Cartman walks to the refrigerator]''
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Just keep the volume down! I have to go deal with Turdboy. ''[walks away]''}}
|-
 
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{{ScriptScene|Cartman's room. Shelly knocks on the door}}
!Cartman:
 
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Hey! Who was that?! Who came to the door?!}}
|This is bullcrap! ''[strains to open the freezer, but fails]'' I can't reach the freezer!
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|''[faking concern]'' Hey Eric! Your mom's been in an accident!}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[wary]'' You just want me to open the door!}}
!Shelly:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|We need to run over to the hospital and identify her body! We'll be right back.}}
|''[from the living room]'' Figure it out, turd!
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|What?? Ih- is she okay?}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Not really. She's dead.}}
!Cartman:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Huh?! ''[quickly opens the door]''}}
|''[huffs]'' God damnit! ''[goes for a chair and props it up in front of the refrigerator. As he hops onto the chair, Kitty walks in still pining]'' Shut up, Kitty! ''[turns and sees the note on the freezer door, then grabs it and reads it]'' Any problems, contact Eric's Mommy at 303... Aha! ''[hops off the chair, moves it back to the table, and sits on it. He grabs a telephone]'' I'm gonna call mom and tell her that the babysitter is having her boyfriend come over! Then we'll see who's the turd! ''[he picks up the receiver, only to find a familiar voice on the line]''
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|''[enters]'' Haha! That was a turd trick. Your mom isn't really dead!}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|A''ha!'' I ''knew'' it was a turd trick, and I opened the door because Mr. Kitty is on his way right now to my mom's party with the picture!}}
!Shelly:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|HAha! I knew you sent the cat, and that's why I went outside and got him!}}
|...So I said, "you're a little turd!" and he w-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Haa''ha!'' I saw you get the picture back from Mr. Kitty, and that's why I wrote a letter to the press! To be opened in the case of my demise! Should anything happen to me, that letter will go out, and you will never find it!}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|''[walks to a dresser]'' You mean ''this one''? ''[hold out the letter she finds]''}}
!Cartman:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|O-kay! Let's see heuh. Ha''ha!'' Um... Aw, dammit! ''[he turns away defeated, and she gives him another wedgie over the head]'' AAAAH! ''[she pulls him downstairs by his underpants and enters the living room. Cartman groans at every step he hits]''}}
|''[hangs up]'' Damnit! ''[waits for a moment, then picks up the receiver again. Kitty now pines on the stove]''
 
  +
{{ScriptScene|living room. Shelly drags Cartman past the band and hurls him onto the coatrack}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|Okay, check check, check, 1, 2, check. Okay, ready? All right, let's try the new song. This is a song I wrote for you, Shelly. ''[points at her and winks. She sits on the sofa, happy]''
!Shelly:
 
  +
<poem><i>1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4
|...But when you've seen one turd, you've seen them all. ''[hangs up, waits, then picks up again]'' ...stupid turd! The one night-
 
  +
When I saw her walking down the street, I thought she was Shelly, Shelly.
|-
 
  +
''[she dances in place on the sofa]''</i></poem>}}
!Cartman:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Aw, man, you guys suck.}}
|Ey! I need to use the phone!
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|''Now that we're together I'm absolutely sure that she's Shelly, Shelly.''}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|You're the crappiest band I have ever heard!}}
!Shelly:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|<poem><i>Move into my mom's house with me, Shelly Shelly</i></poem>}}
|Oh. Hold on a second, Carrie. ''[enters the kitchen and pulls Cartman's underwear over his back and head, blinding him]''
 
  +
{{ScriptScene|Outside. Kitty is at Cartman's window once again. The band is heard in the background}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Kitty|Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow.}}
!Cartman:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|A cat|''[from a red house nearby]'' Meow. ''[Kitty looks to see where the meow coming from]'' Meow.}}
|Ey! Aaah! Uh-ow! Ah! ''[she leaves and he picks up the receiver again]''
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Kitty|''[urgently]'' Meow?}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|A cat|Meow. ''[Kitty looks to make sure there's no one around, then jumps onto a car parked on the driveway and runs away. A red van is parked on the street]''}}
!Shelly:
 
  +
{{ScriptScene|Living room. Skyler's band continues playing}}
|I placed his underwear over his head.
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|Bridge!
|-
 
  +
<poem><i>I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States
!Cartman:
 
  +
of Shelly
|''[hangs up and puts his underwear back in place. Kitty resumes meowing]'' I'm gonna get her, Kitty! Mark my words!! ''[her meows are persistent]'' SHUT THE HELL UP, KITTY!! ''[Kitty screeches and dashes out of the kitchen]''
 
  +
Shelly!</i></poem>}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[rocks back and forth on his hook, hands to ears]'' Oh my God, somebody shoot me in the head!}}
!
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|Ey, shut up, tubby!}}
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[The living room. Cartman watches TV]''
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Don't call me fat! Now, you guys are not supposed to be in heuh! ''[Shelly walks to the coatrack]'' You get out now and respect my authoritah! ''[she pulls Cartman down a bit so the coatrack can act like a slingshot. She lets go and Cartman hits the ceiling]'' Ow! ''[lands on his feet as Shelly turns to walk away. She stops to watch the band and he picks her pocket to get his mom's note.]''}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptScene|Night. Kitty wanders the streets of South Park}}
!Announcer:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Kitty|Meow?}}
|And now, back to the movie of the week, ''Aliens''.
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|A cat|Meow.}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Kitty|Meow?}}
!Newt:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|A cat|Meow. ''[Kitty is near the source, but keeps looking]''}}
|''[to Ripley]'' They mostly come at night, mostly.
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Kitty|Meow? ''[enters a small passageway between two buildings]''}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|A cat|Meow.}}
!Cartman:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Kitty|Meow?}}
|''[echoing Newt]'' They mostly come at night, mostly. ''[Shelly comes in and tosses Cartman off the sofa, then changes the channel to '''Friends'''. Cartman returns to the sofa]'' Ey, I was watching ''Aliens'' on TV!
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|A cat|Meow. Meow. Meow. ''[an obese orange cat on his back rolls over and inches over to Kitty. Kitty looks at the camera]''}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptScene|Cartman's house, living room. The band finishes up}}
!Shelly:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|Yah, dude, that was hot. This guitar rocks, man! It rocks! What do you think, Shelly?}}
|Well, ''I'm'' watching ''Friends'', turd! ''[the doorbell rings]'' That's my boyfriend. Go answer the door while I make sure I don't have food in my braces. ''[Cartman answers the door and looks at a young man in baseball cap and leather jacket]''
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Honestly? I think you guys need some work.}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Mark|Oh, really?!}}
!Dude:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|I just think your sound is kind of... last week.}}
|Hey there, is Shelly around?
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Jonesy|Oh, I'd like to see you do any better, bitch!}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Well, I ''do'' have a song I wrote.}}
!Cartman:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|O-kay, why don't you sing it for us?}}
|Who the hell are you?
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Nnno, Skyler, I'm embarrassed!}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|Hey man, don't be shy.}}
!Dude:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Uhwwell, okay. ''[hops off the sofa]'' I'll try. But I'm not promising anything. ''[Skyler moves to the keyboard as Shelly hands out her music and takes the mic]''
|I'm the guy who's gonna put a boot up your ass if you don't tell me where Shelly is!
 
  +
<poem><i>1, 2, 3, 4
|-
 
  +
So much pain in the world today.
!Shelly:
 
  +
Too many turds are headin' my way.
|''[appears at the door]'' Hey, Skyler.
 
  +
But we can flush our turds together.
|-
 
  +
Passing by turds whenever.</i></poem>}}
!Cartman:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|<poem><i>Don't you know? Isn't...</i></poem>}}
|You know this guy?
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|<poem><i>Life so full of happiness?
|-
 
  +
Feel free to mark my words.
!Shelly:
 
  +
But me and you, will my love do
|He's my boyfriend! ''[Cartman studies him]''
 
  +
in a world that's full of turds? TURDS!
|-
 
  +
llama judgin finger-lovin' turds. TURDS!</i></poem>}}
!Cartman:
 
  +
{{ScriptScene|Cartman's room. He's taken the phone upstairs with him, extension and all, and he's called Liane}}
|Christ, he's like 50 years old!
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Mom! The babysitter has her boyfriend over!}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Liane|No no no, that's impossible, hon. I told her: no visitors.}}
!Shelly:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Well, there's a whole crappy band here! ''["TURDS! Llama judgin' finger-lovin' turds. TURDS!"]'' Can you hear them? Here. Can you hear them? ''[directs the receiver towards the music]''}}
|He's 22! ''[Cartman studies him some more]''
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Liane|This party is very loud, boopy-kins. You'll have to speak up.}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''["TURDS! Llama judgin' finger-lovin'..."]'' Dammit! Her boyfriend's here! Don't you believe me?!}}
!Cartman:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Liane|Not really, hon. ''[Mr. Mackey appears behind her]'' Mom has to go now! I'll be home in about an hour! ''[Cartman just looks at the receiver]'' Oh! Oh, Mr. Mackey!}}
|Dude, that's not cool.
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Mr. Mackey|Mhm, mkay? ''[upset, Cartman hangs up]''}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|I'll never be able to prove that son of a bitch was here! ''[looks at his Mr. Microphone-type radio]'' My Speak and Record bear. Of course.}}
!Shelly:
 
  +
{{ScriptScene|Downstairs, Shelly continues her song}}
|You're a turd! You're the Turdman of Alcatraz!
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|''In a world that's full of turds. TURDS!''}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Mark|''[tiring of the song]'' Dude, this is gay!}}
!Skyler:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|Shut up! ''[Shelly stares at Mark]''}}
|Ye Yeah-ha.
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Mark|You shut up! Your girlfriend is not joining our band!}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Jonesy|Yeah, dude. What the hell is wrong with you, anyway? She's like, 12.}}
!Cartman:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|You guys, get out! Don't question my love! My love is as pure as morning snow! Get out, I said! ''[his mates take their instruments and leave]''}}
|Dude, when my mom finds out that my babysitters have their boyfriends over, she mostly gets really mad, mostly. ''[Skyler enters and pulls Cartman's underwear over Cartman's head. Shelly grins and Skyler drops him.]'' Yaaah. Eeyy! Ey, God damnit!
 
  +
{{ScriptScene|The passageway. Kitty and the fat orange cat face each other}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Kitty|Rowr! ''[quickly shows her ass to the orange cat, waiting for his move. The orange cat pounces on her and smothers her]'' (Rowrowrowrowr!) ''[she squeezes her way out from under him]''}}
!Shelly:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Oragne cat|Rowr!}}
|Turd wedgie. Come in the kitchen, Skyler. There's refreshments ''[giggles and takes his hand. They walk to the kitchen. As they pass the sofa, Kitty is looking at TV]''
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Kitty|Rowr. ''[this time, she rolls on her back. He jumps on her and smothers her again]'' Hrowr!}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Oragne cat|Geuugh. ''[Kitty makes her way out again]''}}
!Announcer:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Kitty|''[angrily]'' Meowr! ''[the obese cat simply collapses and sleeps]'' Meowuh! ''[seeing that the cat won't move, she leaves]'' Oh meah!}}
|And now, back to ''Wild Animal World''
 
  +
{{ScriptScene|Cartman's room. He begins recording}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[softly]'' Testing, testing, 1 2. ''[stops and rewinds, then plays the tape. The recording worked]'' Sweet. ''[Shelly enters and Cartman hides his radio]''}}
!Host:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|We're going outside to watch a meteor shower! I'm locking you in your room 'til we get back in, turd!}}
|''[a lion follows a lioness around]'' Here in the more arid regions of Africa, the gold-coat lions are in the throes of mating season. ''[Kitty watches intently as the lion overtakes the lioness. The lioness lays down]'' The male lion positions himself behind the female and prepares to insert his lionhood. Notice his large swollen balls. ''[Kitty meows loudly with excitement as the lion does his stuff]'' The female lion relaxes her body and says "hello" to Mr. Winky. ''[Kitty continues meowing. The lioness rolls over on her back]'' The male lion is enticed by the female's supple breasts and firm backside. ''[The lion moves away]'' Quickly and suddenly, the male is finished. Now he wants to be alone, so he kindly asks the female to leave. He promises he'll call her tomorrow. But the female doesn't leave. Nope, she's moving right in. Looks like the male lion... is screwed. ''[lion and lioness relax as the sun sets. Kitty is almost beside herself, rubbing her ass against the rug]''
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Okay. See you in a while.}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Wha-?}}
!
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Will you tell me what they look like? The meteor shower. They mostly come every few years, mostly.}}
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[The kitchen. Cartman cooked the pizza after all. Shelly and Skyler finish it]''
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|What the hell is wrong with you?! How come you're not yelling and whining?!}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Well, I just, I kind of like having you around.}}
!Skyler:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|What?! No you don't!}}
|Mmmmm. ''[tries to kiss her]''
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|No. Um seriously. See, I never had a brother or a sister. I think people that have a brother or a sister don't realize how lucky they are. Sure, they fight a lot, but you know there's always somebody there, somebody that's family. ''[Shelly's face softens]'' I wonder if, well, maybe sometimes, I could ''pretend'' like you're my big sister. And you could kind of, watch over me. You know, like, ''we'' could watch a meteor shower together sometime. Heh, and I could pretend I'm somebody's brother, if only for a day.}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|...Oh, all right, get your turd coat. You can come see the meteor shower with us.}}
!Shelly:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Yuh, you mean it?}}
|No, Skyler. Quit it.
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|But don't bug me and Skyler! Come on!}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Hooray! ''[Shelly exits, Cartman speaks softly]'' Yes. I'm gonna have your and your boyfriend's voices on my Speak and Record bear, and then you'll mostly never babysit me again! Mostly.}}
!Skyler:
 
  +
{{ScriptScene|The Cartman backyard. Skyler and Shelly sit on a bench, Cartman stands off to the side in front of them}}
|Come on, babe. How long have we known each other?
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[recording]'' Yes, yes, what a beautiful night! It is Saturday the 12th at 10:45, and my mother ''is'' away at a party right now.}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Shut up, turd!}}
!Shelly:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|That, of course, is the voice of my babysitter, Shelly Marsh, who is twelve.}}
|Eight days tomorrow.
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|What are you doing?}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|I'm just thinking out loud. ''[walks over to the bench and sits with his back to Skyler]'' Do you have anything to say, Skyler, Shelly's boyfriend who is sitting right heuh?}}
!Skyler:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Go away, turd!}}
|And I still don't get any action.
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|I'm sorry. Did ''you'' say something, Skyler? ''[Skyler simply bumps him off the bench]'' Agh!}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptScene|South Park. Kitty walks around looking for some action}}
!Shelly:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Kitty|Meow ''[a bunch of other cats answer her call. They are all sitting by some steps. She walks over, sticks her ass in the air, and the other cats jump her]''}}
|I don't know, Skyler. It's just kind of strange to me that you're 22 and all.
 
  +
{{ScriptScene|The Cartman backyard. Meteors flash across the sky. Skyler tries to kiss Shelly. Cartman stands close to the house with his Speak and Record bear in full view}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|Yeah! Come on! Give it up!}}
!Skyler:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|No.}}
|But I'm still in high school. I told you: I'm a very immature 22-year old.
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|Give it up, babe!}}
|-
 
!Shelly:
+
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|NO!}}
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|Come on, babih!}}
|Well, maybe just one kiss.
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|''[pushes him off]'' No, Skyler, I'm not putting out for you!}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|Why the hell not?!}}
!Skyler:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|'Cause I'm twelve! ''[Cartman moves up a bit]''}}
|Mmmmm ''[kisses her on the lips, but Cartman intrudes]''
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|You're not putting out for me?}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|No!}}
!Cartman:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|Well then, screw you, bitch! I've got plenty of other girlfriends that will!}}
|Hey, what are you doing? ''[Skyler pulls back quick]''
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|What?? But I thought you liked me.}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|If you're not puttin' out, then I'm movin' on! There's plenty of chicks like you out there! ''[she looks forsaken, Cartman draws closer]'' Screw you, prude bitch! Me and my badass guitar are going home! Hasta!}}
!Skyler:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Gotcha! ''[Skyler drives away in the red van]''}}
|Beat it, chubby!
 
  +
{{ScriptScene|The living room. Shelly sits on the sofa crying, her face buried in her hands. Cartman comes dancing in}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|<poem><i>Oh yeah! Oh yeah!
!Shelly:
 
  +
Oh wicky wicky Wild West!
|Go on, Astroturd!
 
  +
Shelly, guess who's busted! ''[Shelly continues crying]'' Hey! I said, guess who's busted! ''[Shelly doesn't seem to realize he's there]'' Eh, you're not gonna trick me, I've got the ''goods'' on you!</i></poem>}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|''[between tears]'' I don't care. ''[cries some more, then pours out her emotions]'' He acted like he really liked me. Nobody's ever liked me before. ''[now Cartman softens]'' I can't believe I trusted him. I'm so ''stupid.''}}
!Skyler:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Well, Shelly, he's 22. What, what were you doing with him anyway?}}
|Mmmmm ''[a tongue-kiss]''
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Nobody my age would go out with me 'cause I'm too ugly.}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|You're not ugly.}}
!Cartman:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|You don't think so?}}
|I'm gonna tell my mom on you.
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Well, you're pretty ugly, but, you don't have to be dating 22-year olds. I mean, what kind of scumbag asshole dates 12-year old girls?}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|You're right! He ''is'' a scumbag! I wish I could get him back! I just don't know how.}}
!Shelly:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Weh-hull, I ''could'' ask Artemus Clyde Frog. He would know.}}
|Turd Rock From the Sun!
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Huh?}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|If you want, I could help you.}}
!Cartman:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Really? You would do that?}}
|Ey! You ate all the pizza!
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Just let me get my cowboy hat.}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptScene|Outside. Kitty returns to the house, opens the front door, and enters}}
!Shelly:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Kitty|Mreow? Mreow? Mreow! ''[the other cats come in and make themselves at home. Kitty turns on the stereo and music blares from the speakers. More cats come]''}}
|We left you some crusts! ''[tosses some to him]''
 
  +
{{ScriptScene|Skyler's pad. He sits on his sofa strumming his guitar. He hears a knock on the door. He gets up, opens it, and looks down. Clyde is there}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|What the hell is this?!}}
!Cartman:
 
|That does it! I'm calling my mom right now, and bustin' your ass! ''[she snatches the note from him and sends him into the wall with one jab]''
+
{{ScriptDialog|Polly|Help me! Help me! This is Salma Hayek. Is anybody there? ''[she lies next to the bear, which is playing the voices]''}}
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|Salma Hayek? Whoa, she's hot. ''[goes into the woods to find her]''}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[dressed as James West, reaches the open door]'' Okay, it's clear. ''[Stands watch as Shelly makes her way inside]''}}
!Shelly:
 
  +
{{ScriptScene|The woods.}}
|Guess again, Richard the Turd!
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Polly|Over here! Please, come quick! ''[Skyler moves towards the voice]''}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptScene|Skyler's pad. Cartman stands watch as Shelly gets to work}}
!Cartman:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|We don't have much time!}}
|Give me that phone number!
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|This won't take me long!}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptScene|The Cartman house. The front door remains wide open as music blares from inside. Cats are all over the living room. Kitty bring a box of Playful Pussy catnip from outside and pours out the catnip. The other cats rush towards it and divide amongst themselves. One cat makes lines of it so he can snort it, another snacks on a slice of pizza. Others sip from beer bottles. Some cats come towards Kitty and she shows her ass again.}}
!Skyler:
 
  +
{{ScriptScene|Skyler's pad. Cartman grows impatient}}
|Come on, babe. Let's go to the living room. ''[they leave]''
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Hurry up in there!}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|I'm almost done.}}
!Cartman:
 
  +
{{ScriptScene|The woods. Skyler is looking...}}
|''[rises]'' I am not gonna be bossed around by a chick! ''[thinks for a moment]'' Maybe I'll just use my Wild Wild West techniques and get proof that Shelly had a boyfriend over.
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|Hello-o? Hello-o, Mrs. Hayek?}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Polly|Over here! Please help me! I am lost and I have no clothes!}}
!Kitty:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|''[to himself]'' No clothes, right.}}
|''[walks in]'' Meow.
 
  +
{{ScriptScene|Skyler's pad. Shelly finishes up}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptScene|The woods. The search continues...}}
!Cartman:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Polly|I'm over here! Please help me! I will reward you greatly!}}
|God damnit, Kitty, you have to calm down! Here, I'll get you some catnip. ''[goes to the sink, opens the doors, and starts looking]''
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|Right here, Miss Hayek!}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Polly|Oh, please help me!}}
!Kitty:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|What the? ''[sees the Speak and Record bear and Polly Prissy Pants on the ground]''}}
|Meow.
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Polly|''Please'' help me! I will give you tacos!}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|Dude, somebody tricked me! I'll make you pay for making me come out here, God dammit! ''[rushes home and enters]'' Stupid asshole stuffed animals trying to ruin my night! ''[gasps loudly. His guitar is in pieces and buried in kitty litter. Shards of wood are arranged to read "King Turd" in front of the neck of the guitar]'' My guitar! NOOOOO!}}
!Cartman:
 
  +
{{ScriptScene|The Cartman house. Shelly and Cartman return home}}
|Okay, okay, hold on, I'm finding the catnip. ''[pulls out a box of Playful Pussy Catnip and pours some onto the floor in front of Kitty]''
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|That was sooo cool! I wish we could've seen his face!}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|''[faces him at the door]'' Thanks for all your help, Eric. You know, as far as turds go, you're okay. ''[opens the door, and they both are shocked at what they see]''}}
!Kitty:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Oh my God! ''[the orgy is well under way]''}}
|Meowrowrowrowrowrowrowrowr. ''[still longing for consummation, she jumps all over the kitchen knocking things over]''
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|They're having a cat orgy!}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|You are all very bad kitties! That is a bad, bad kitty!}}
!
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Your mom's gonna get home soon. We're gonna get busted!}}
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[The living room. Skyler strums on the guitar as Shelly listens]''
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[gets the catnip and holds it up high]'' Come on, kitties. Outside. Come on. ''[points the way out, then goes towards the door. The cats follow]'' That's it. Come on, come on. ''[opens the door, only to find Skyler waiting for him]'' Uh oh.}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Skyler|You two ruined my career! I'm gonna get you! ''[Cartman throws the catnip at him and scores]'' Umph! ''[the cats jump on him]'' Ogh! Oh! Owey! Owwey! Duewy! Oh! ''[horror and then glee appear on the faces of Cartman and Shelly]'' Oh, you ripped my pants off! Oh my God! Oohh my Goodd!}}
!Skyler:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Come on! We've got to get the house clean before your mom gets home. ''[they go back inside and close the door]'' You know, Eric. It's kind of cool that two people who hated each other can be friends.}}
|''Red Rocket spills my icy soul.''<br>
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Yeah. I think we get along okay.}}
''Demons from Hell seek the chosen one!''
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Liane|''[enters]'' Hi, kids. I'm home.}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Heh. ''[all are afraid. Two cats hide behind Kitty]'' Mom! Uh I can explain. It was all Shelly's fault! She didn't watch the cat!}}
!Shelly:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|No! It's Eric's fault. He let those cats in here.}}
|You're such an amazing poet, Skyler.
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Liane|''[holds on to the doorway]'' Oh, what a party that was! ''[walks towards the sofa]'' Hmm-hm-hm-hmm. Hmm-hm-hm-hmm. ''[Crashes onto it and falls asleep]''}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Wow, she passed out.}}
!Skyler:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Luckily for us, my mom is a total lush.}}
|''[putting the guitar aside]'' Isn't this guitar awesome? It's the best of its kind, and not a scratch on it. ''[reaches over to kiss Shelly]''
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Well, let's clean up the house. Looks like everything turned out o-kay.}}
|-
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|That's how it goes in the Wild Wild West. ''[raps once more]''}}
!Shelly:
 
  +
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|<poem><i>''[Shelly watches him perform and grins, then joins him in the dance]''
|''[holding him off]'' Skyler, not here.
 
  +
Well, I'm a badass cowboy living in a cowboy's
|-
 
  +
Age, wicky wicky scratch yo yo bang bang
!Skyler:
 
  +
''[End credits roll]''
|I can't help it. I see your pretty lips and I want to kiss them. ''[draws her close]''
 
  +
Me and Artemus Clyde Frog go save
|-
 
  +
Salma Hayek from the big metal spider
!Shelly:
 
  +
Wicky wicky wick, wicky wicky wick, Fresh
|''[giggles]'' Really?
 
  +
Cowboy from the Westside. Wicky wicky scratch yo yo bang bang
|-
 
  +
Me and Artemus Clyde Frog go save
!Skyler:
 
  +
Salma Frog Polly Prissy Pants go down to...
|I cherish you, almost as much as I cherish my guitar.
 
  +
Well... mm-Rumpertumskin.</i></poem>}}
|-
 
  +
}}
!Shelly:
 
  +
|Wow!
 
  +
{{episodemedia03|episode=07}}
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|When I make it to the big time, I'm gonna take you shopping, and buy you lots of badass stuff.
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|O Skyler, I love you. ''[their lips lock]''
 
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|Mmmmm. ''[A flash bulb goes off and Shelly stands up on the sofa]''
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|What the-?
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|''[with Polaroid camera in hand and a fresh picture]'' Aha, charade you are! Looks like you're the turd now!
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|''[lunges after Cartman]'' Give me that picture!
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|Aaaaa! ''[runs away, and she gives chase. He runs up the stairs, but she catches up and grabs him by the foot halfway up the stairs. He kicks her off, then hurries to his room, closing the door on her as she reaches him]'' Yes!
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|Open this door, Turdledove!
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|I think not! I'm gonna show this picture to my mom when she gets home!
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|Your mom doesn't get home for three more hours! That's plenty of time for me to make a turd sandwich out of you. ''[Cartman is shocked at the possibility]''
 
|-
 
!
 
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[later that night]''
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|''[banging on Cartman's door]'' Give me that picture, turd!
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|You're never gonna get this picture! Not until my mom comes home and I can ''prove'' you had a boyfriend over heuh!
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|''[in the hallway]'' I'm gonna bust this door down! ''[starts banging on the door again. Kitty is meowing]''
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|''[sees his toy frog on the bed and walks over]'' What should we do, Artemus Clyde Frog? ''[dons his cowboy hat]''
 
|-
 
!Clyde:
 
|''[with his Wild Wild West shades on]'' We've got to get that picture to your mom so that she will come home and save us.
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|Oh, that's quick thinking, Artemus Clyde Frog. ''[doffs his hat and sees Kitty on his dresser rubbing her ass on the wall. He walks over]'' Listen very carefully, Mr. Kitty. I am putting this picture of the babysitter and her boyfriend on your collar. ''[the banging subsides]'' You have to take this picture to Mommy, Kitty, so that she can come home and save me. ''[walks to the window and sets Kitty on the sill]'' Now run, Kitty. Take this picture to Mommy, and lead her back here. When you return, be sure to bring Mom in through the back door. Hurry, Kitty! You're my only hope! ''[Kitty jumps from the window to the garage roof, then from the roof to the trashcan, then to the ground]'' That's it! That's it, Mr. Kitty! ''[Kitty ends up at the front door]''
 
|-
 
!Kitty:
 
|Meow. Meow. ''[the door opens and Shelly takes him in]''
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|Oh! God damnit!
 
|-
 
!
 
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[The living room. Shelly takes the picture and the door bell rings]''
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|Who is that?!
 
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|Oh, I invited the guys in the band over, so that we can practice. ''[moves to answer the door]''
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|Skyler, your band can't practice here.
 
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|Hey, do you want me to make it or not?! Don't stand between me and my dreams, babe! ''[opens the door and the bandmates come in]'' 'Sup Mark? ''[carrying drums]'' 'Sup up. Jonesy? ''[carrying other drums]''
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|Just keep the volume down! I have to go deal with Turdboy. ''[walks away]''
 
|-
 
!
 
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[Cartman's room. Shelly knocks on the door]''
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|Hey! Who was that?! Who came to the door?!
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|''[faking concern]'' Hey Eric! Your mom's been in an accident!
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|''[wary]'' You just want me to open the door!
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|We need to run over to the hospital and identify her body! We'll be right back.
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|What?? Ih- is she okay?
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|Not really. She's dead.
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|Huh?! ''[quickly opens the door]''
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|''[enters]'' Haha! That was a turd trick. Your mom isn't really dead!
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|A''ha!'' I ''knew'' it was a turd trick, and I opened the door because Mr. Kitty is on his way right now to my mom's party with the picture!
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|HAha! I knew you sent the cat, and that's why I went outside and got him!
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|Haa''ha!'' I saw you get the picture back from Mr. Kitty, and that's why I wrote a letter to the press! To be opened in the case of my demise! Should anything happen to me, that letter will go out, and you will never find it!
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|''[walks to a dresser]'' You mean ''this one''? ''[hold out the letter she finds]''
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|O-kay! Let's see heuh. Ha''ha!'' Um... Aw, damnit! ''[he turns away defeated, and she gives him another wedgie over the head]'' AAAAH! ''[she pulls him downstairs by his underpants and enters the living room. Cartman groans at every step he hits]''
 
|-
 
!
 
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[living room. Shelly drags Cartman past the band and hurls him onto the coatrack]''
 
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|<poem>
 
Okay, check check, check, 1, 2, check. Okay, ready? All right, let's try the new song. This is a song I wrote for you, Shelly. ''[points at her and winks. She sits on the sofa, happy]''
 
''1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4''
 
''When I saw her walking down the street, I thought she was Shelly, Shelly.''
 
''[she dances in place on the sofa]''
 
</poem>
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|Aw, man, you guys suck.
 
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|''Now that we're together I'm absolutely sure that she's Shelly, Shelly.''
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|You're the crappiest band I have ever heard!
 
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|''Move into my mom's house with me, Shelly Shelly''
 
|-
 
!
 
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[Outside. Kitty is at Cartman's window once again. The band is heard in the background]''
 
|-
 
!Kitty:
 
|Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow.
 
|-
 
!A cat:
 
|''[from a red house nearby]'' Meow. ''[Kitty looks to see where the meow coming from]'' Meow.
 
|-
 
!Kitty:
 
|''[urgently]'' Meow?
 
|-
 
!A cat:
 
|Meow. ''[Kitty looks to make sure there's no one around, then jumps onto a car parked on the driveway and runs away. A red van is parked on the street]''
 
|-
 
!
 
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[Living room. Skyler's band continues playing]''
 
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|<poem>
 
Bridge!''
 
''I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States''
 
''of Shelly''
 
''Shelly!''
 
</poem>
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|''[rocks back and forth on his hook, hands to ears]'' Oh my God, somebody shoot me in the head!
 
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|Ey, shut up, tubby!
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|Don't call me fat! Now, you guys are not supposed to be in heuh! ''[Shelly walks to the coatrack]'' You get out now and respect my authoritah! ''[she pulls Cartman down a bit so the coatrack can act like a slingshot. She lets go and Cartman hits the ceiling]'' Ow! ''[lands on his feet as Shelly turns to walk away. She stops to watch the band and he picks her pocket to get his mom's note.]''
 
|-
 
!
 
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[Night. Kitty wanders the streets of South Park]''
 
|-
 
!Kitty:
 
|Meow?
 
|-
 
!A cat:
 
|Meow.
 
|-
 
!Kitty:
 
|Meow?
 
|-
 
!A cat:
 
|Meow. ''[Kitty is near the source, but keeps looking]''
 
|-
 
!Kitty:
 
|Meow? ''[enters a small passageway between two buildings]''
 
|-
 
!A cat:
 
|Meow.
 
|-
 
!Kitty:
 
|Meow?
 
|-
 
!A cat:
 
|Meow. Meow. Meow. ''[an obese orange cat on his back rolls over and inches over to Kitty. Kitty looks at the camera]''
 
|-
 
!
 
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[Cartman's house, living room. The band finishes up]''
 
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|Yah, dude, that was hot. This guitar rocks, man! It rocks! What do you think, Shelly?
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|Honestly? I think you guys need some work.
 
|-
 
!Mark:
 
|Oh, really?!
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|I just think your sound is kind of... last week.
 
|-
 
!Jonesy:
 
|Oh, I'd like to see you do any better, bitch!
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|Well, I ''do'' have a song I wrote.
 
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|O-kay, why don't you sing it for us?
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|Nnno, Skyler, I'm embarrassed!
 
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|Hey man, don't be shy.
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|<poem>Uhwwell, okay. ''[hops off the sofa]'' I'll try. But I'm not promising anything. ''[Skyler moves to the keyboard as Shelly hands out her music and takes the mic]''
 
''1, 2, 3, 4''
 
''So much pain in the world today.''
 
''Too many turds are headin' my way.''
 
''But we can press our turds together.''
 
''Passing by turds whenever.''
 
</poem>
 
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|''Don't you know? Isn't...''
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|<poem>
 
''Life so full of happiness?''
 
''Feel free to mark my words.''
 
''But me and you, will my love do''
 
''in a world that's full of turds? TURDS!''
 
''llama judgin finger-lovin' turds. TURDS!''
 
</poem>
 
|-
 
!
 
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[Cartman's room. He's taken the phone upstairs with him, extension and all, and he's called Liane]''
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|Mom! The babysitter has her boyfriend over!
 
|-
 
!Liane:
 
|No no no, that's impossible, hon. I told her: no visitors.
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|Well, there's a whole crappy band here! ''["TURDS! Llama judgin' finger-lovin' turds. TURDS!"]'' Can you hear them? Here. Can you hear them? ''[directs the receiver towards the music]''
 
|-
 
!Liane:
 
|This party is very loud, boopy-kins. You'll have to speak up.
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|''["TURDS! Llama judgin' finger-lovin'..."]'' Damnit! Her boyfriend's here! Don't you believe me?!
 
|-
 
!Liane:
 
|Not really, hon. ''[Mr. Mackey appears behind her]'' Mom has to go now! I'll be home in about an hour! ''[Cartman just looks at the receiver]'' Oh! Oh, Mr. Mackey!
 
|-
 
!Mr. Mackey:
 
|Mhm, mkay? ''[upset, Cartman hangs up]''
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|I'll never be able to prove that son of a bitch was here! ''[looks at his Mr. Microphone-type radio]'' My Speak and Record bear. Of course.
 
|-
 
!
 
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[Downstairs, Shelly continues her song]''
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|''In a world that's full of turds. TURDS!''
 
|-
 
!Mark:
 
|''[tiring of the song]'' Dude, this is gay!
 
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|Shut up! ''[Shelly stares at Mark]''
 
|-
 
!Mark:
 
|You shut up! Your girlfriend is not joining our band!
 
|-
 
!Jonesy:
 
|Yeah, dude. What the hell is wrong with you, anyway? She's like, 12.
 
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|You guys, get out! Don't question my love! My love is as pure as morning snow! Get out, I said! ''[his mates take their instruments and leave]''
 
|-
 
!
 
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[The passageway. Kitty and the fat orange cat face each other]''
 
|-
 
!Kitty:
 
|Rowr! ''[quickly shows her ass to the orange cat, waiting for his move. The orange cat pounces on her and smothers her]'' (Rowrowrowrowr!) ''[she squeezes her way out from under him]''
 
|-
 
!Oragne cat:
 
|Rowr!
 
|-
 
!Kitty:
 
|Rowr. ''[this time, she rolls on her back. He jumps on her and smothers her again]'' Hrowr!
 
|-
 
!Oragne cat:
 
|Geuugh. ''[Kitty makes her way out again]''
 
|-
 
!Kitty:
 
|''[angrily]'' Meowr! ''[the obese cat simply collapses and sleeps]'' Meowuh! ''[seeing that the cat won't move, she leaves]'' Oh meah!
 
|-
 
!
 
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[Cartman's room. He begins recording]''
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|''[softly]'' Testing, testing, 1 2. ''[stops and rewinds, then plays the tape. The recording worked]'' Sweet. ''[Shelly enters and Cartman hides his radio]''
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|We're going outside to watch a meteor shower! I'm locking you in your room 'til we get back in, turd!
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|Okay. See you in a while.
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|Wha-?
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|Will you tell me what they look like? The meteor shower. They mostly come every few years, mostly.
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|What the hell is wrong with you?! How come you're not yelling and whining?!
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|Well, I just, I kind of like having you around.
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|What?! No you don't!
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|No. Um seriously. See, I never had a brother or a sister. I think people that have a brother or a sister don't realize how lucky they are. Sure, they fight a lot, but you know there's always somebody there, somebody that's family. ''[Shelly's face softens]'' I wonder if, well, maybe sometimes, I could ''pretend'' like you're my big sister. And you could kind of, watch over me. You know, like, ''we'' could watch a meteor shower together sometime. Heh, and I could pretend I'm somebody's brother, if only for a day.
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|...Oh, all right, get your turd coat. You can come see the meteor shower with us.
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|Yuh, you mean it?
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|But don't bug me and Skyler! Come on!
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|Hooray! ''[Shelly exits, Cartman speaks softly]'' Yes. I'm gonna have your and your boyfriend's voices on my Speak and Record bear, and then you'll mostly never babysit me again! Mostly.
 
|-
 
!
 
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[The Cartman backyard. Skyler and Shelly sit on a bench, Cartman stands off to the side in front of them]''
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|''[recording]'' Yes, yes, what a beautiful night! It is Saturday the 12th at 10:45, and my mother ''is'' away at a party right now.
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|Shut up, turd!
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|That, of course, is the voice of my babysitter, Shelly Marsh, who is twelve.
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|What are you doing?
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|I'm just thinking out loud. ''[walks over to the bench and sits with his back to Skyler]'' Do you have anything to say, Skyler, Shelly's boyfriend who is sitting right heuh?
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|Go away, turd!
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|I'm sorry. Did ''you'' say something, Skyler? ''[Skyler simply bumps him off the bench]'' Agh!
 
|-
 
!
 
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[South Park. Kitty walks around looking for some action]''
 
|-
 
!Kitty:
 
|Meow ''[a bunch of other cats answer her call. They are all sitting by some steps. She walks over, sticks her ass in the air, and the other cats jump her]''
 
|-
 
!
 
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[The Cartman backyard. Meteors flash across the sky. Skyler tries to kiss Shelly. Cartman stands close to the house with his Speak and Record bear in full view]''
 
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|Yeah! Come on! Give it up!
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|No.
 
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|Give it up, babe!
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|NO!
 
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|Come on, babih!
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|''[pushes him off]'' No, Skyler, I'm not putting out for you!
 
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|Why the hell not?!
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|'Cause I'm twelve! ''[Cartman moves up a bit]''
 
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|You're not putting out for me?
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|No!
 
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|Well then, screw you, bitch! I've got plenty of other girlfriends that will!
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|What?? But I thought you liked me.
 
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|If you're not puttin' out, then I'm movin' on! There's plenty of chicks like you out there! ''[she looks forsaken, Cartman draws closer]'' Screw you, prude bitch! Me and my badass guitar are going home! Hasta!
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|Gotcha! ''[Skyler drives away in the red van]''
 
|-
 
!
 
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[The living room. Shelly sits on the sofa crying, her face buried in her hands. Cartman comes dancing in]''
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|<poem>
 
''Oh yeah! Oh yeah!''
 
''Oh wicky wicky Wild West!''
 
Shelly, guess who's busted! ''[Shelly continues crying]'' Hey! I said, guess who's busted! ''[Shelly doesn't seem to realize he's there]'' Eh, you're not gonna trick me, I've got the ''goods'' on you!
 
</poem>
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|''[between tears]'' I don't care. ''[cries some more, then pours out her emotions]'' He acted like he really liked me. Nobody's ever liked me before. ''[now Cartman softens]'' I can't believe I trusted him. I'm so ''stupid.''
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|Well, Shelly, he's 22. What, what were you doing with him anyway?
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|Nobody my age would go out with me 'cause I'm too ugly.
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|You're not ugly.
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|You don't think so?
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|Well, you're pretty ugly, but, you don't have to be dating 22-year olds. I mean, what kind of scumbag asshole dates 12-year old girls?
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|You're right! He ''is'' a scumbag! I wish I could get him back! I just don't know how.
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|Weh-hull, I ''could'' ask Artemus Clyde Frog. He would know.
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|Huh?
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|If you want, I could help you.
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|Really? You would do that?
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|Just let me get my cowboy hat.
 
|-
 
!
 
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[Outside. Kitty returns to the house, opens the front door, and enters]''
 
|-
 
!Kitty:
 
|Mreow? Mreow? Mreow! ''[the other cats come in and make themselves at home. Kitty turns on the stereo and music blares from the speakers. More cats come]''
 
|-
 
!
 
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[Skyler's pad. He sits on his sofa strumming his guitar. He hears a knock on the door. He gets up, opens it, and looks down. Clyde is there]''
 
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|What the hell is this?!
 
|-
 
!Polly:
 
|Help me! Help me! This is Salma Hayek. Is anybody there? ''[she lies next to the bear, which is playing the voices]''
 
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|Salma Hayek? Whoa, she's hot. ''[goes into the woods to find her]''
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|''[dressed as James West, reaches the open door]'' Okay, it's clear. ''[Stands watch as Shelly makes her way inside]''
 
|-
 
!
 
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[The woods.]''
 
|-
 
!Polly:
 
|Over here! Please, come quick! ''[Skyler moves towards the voice]''
 
|-
 
!
 
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[Skyler's pad. Cartman stands watch as Shelly gets to work]''
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|We don't have much time!
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|This won't take me long!
 
|-
 
!
 
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[The Cartman house. The front door remains wide open as music blares from inside. Cats are all over the living room. Kitty bring a box of Playful Pussy catnip from outside and pours out the catnip. The other cats rush towards it and divide amongst themselves. One cat makes lines of it so he can snort it, another snacks on a slice of pizza. Others sip from beer bottles. Some cats come towards Kitty and she shows her ass again.]''
 
|-
 
!
 
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[Skyler's pad. Cartman grows impatient]''
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|Hurry up in there!
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|I'm almost done.
 
|-
 
!
 
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[The woods. Skyler is looking...]''
 
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|Hello-o? Hello-o, Mrs. Hayek?
 
|-
 
!Polly:
 
|Over here! Please help me! I am lost and I have no clothes!
 
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|''[to himself]'' No clothes, right.
 
|-
 
!
 
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[Skyler's pad. Shelly finishes up]''
 
|-
 
!
 
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[The woods. The search continues...]''
 
|-
 
!Polly:
 
|I'm over here! Please help me! I will reward you greatly!
 
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|Right here, Miss Hayek!
 
|-
 
!Polly:
 
|Oh, please help me!
 
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|What the? ''[sees the Speak and Record bear and Polly Prissy Pants on the ground]''
 
|-
 
!Polly:
 
|''Please'' help me! I will give you tacos!
 
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|Dude, somebody tricked me! I'll make you pay for making me come out here, God damnit! ''[rushes home and enters]'' Stupid asshole stuffed animals trying to ruin my night! ''[gasps loudly. His guitar is in pieces and buried in kitty litter. Shards of wood are arranged to read "King Turd" in front of the neck of the guitar]'' My guitar! NOOOOO!
 
|-
 
!
 
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|''[The Cartman house. Shelly and Cartman return home]''
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|That was sooo cool! I wish we could've seen his face!
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|''[faces him at the door]'' Thanks for all your help, Eric. You know, as far as turds go, you're okay. ''[opens the door, and they both are shocked at what they see]''
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|Oh my God! ''[the orgy is well under way]''
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|They're having a cat orgy!
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|You are all very bad kitties! That is a bad, bad kitty!
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|Your mom's gonna get home soon. We're gonna get busted!
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|''[gets the catnip and holds it up high]'' Come on, kitties. Outside. Come on. ''[points the way out, then goes towards the door. The cats follow]'' That's it. Come on, come on. ''[opens the door, only to find Skyler waiting for him]'' Uh oh.
 
|-
 
!Skyler:
 
|You two ruined my career! I'm gonna get you! ''[Cartman throws the catnip at him and scores]'' Umph ''[the cats jump him]'' Ogh! Oh! Owey! Owwey! Duewy! Oh! ''[horror and then glee appear on the faces of Cartman and Shelly]'' Oh, you ripped my pants off! Oh my God! Oohh my Goodd!
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|Come on! We've got to get the house clean before your mom gets home. ''[they go back inside and close the door]'' You know, Eric. It's kind of cool that two people who hated each other can be friends.
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|Yeah. I think we get along okay.
 
|-
 
!Liane:
 
|''[enters]'' Hi, kids. I'm home.
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|Heh. ''[all are afraid. Two cats hide behind Kitty]'' Mom! Uh I can explain. It was all Shelly's fault! She didn't watch the cat!
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|No! It's Eric's fault. He let those cats in here.
 
|-
 
!Liane:
 
|''[holds on to the doorway]'' Oh, what a party that was! ''[walks towards the sofa]'' Hmm-hm-hm-hmm. Hmm-hm-hm-hmm. ''[Crashes onto it and falls asleep]''
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|Wow, she passed out.
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|Luckily for us, my mom is a total lush.
 
|-
 
!Shelly:
 
|Well, let's clean up the house. Looks like everything turned out o-kay.
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
|That's how it goes in the Wild Wild West. ''[raps once more]''
 
|-
 
!Cartman:
 
| bgcolor="#{{Color3}}"|<poem>
 
''[End of '''Cat Orgy'''. Shelly watches him perform and grins, then joins him in the dance]''
 
''Well, I'm a badass cowboy living in a cowboy's''
 
''Age, wicky wicky scratch yo yo bang bang''
 
''[credits roll]''
 
''Me and Artemus Clyde Frog go save''
 
''Salma Hayek from the big metal spider''
 
''Wicky wicky wick, wicky wicky wick, Fresh''
 
''Cowboy from the Westside.<p>Wicky wicky scratch yo yo bang bang''
 
''Me and Artemus Clyde Frog go save''
 
''Salma Frog Polly Prissy Pants go down to...''
 
''Well... mm-Rumpertumskin.
 
</poem>
 
|}
 
==Reference==
 
{{cite web|url=http://www.spscriptorium.com/Season3/E307script.htm|title=Episode 307 - Cat Orgy|date=2004-07-18|publisher=spscriptorium.com}}
 
 
[[Category:Scripts from Season Three]]
 
[[Category:Scripts from Season Three]]

Revision as of 20:34, 22 April 2020


The official script for "Cat Orgy" was released by South Park Studios. It is located [[Media:{{{e}}}.pdf|here]]!

Cast

  • Eric Cartman
  • Liane Cartman
  • Mr. Mackey
  • Shelly Marsh
  • Skyler
  • Mr. Kitty
  • "Artemus" Clyde Frog
  • "Salma Hayek" Polly Prissy Pants
  • "Arliss Loveless" Rumpertumskin
  • Mark
  • Jonesy

Script

Cat Orgy
The Cartman house, night. Cartman's room. Cartman plays off-camera while his plush lizard, Rumpertumskin, sits on the bed. Cartman does all the voices...
Rumpertumskin
[as Loveless] Heheheheh! Now I will kill the President and Salma Hayek!
Polly
[as Salma Hayek, tied to a cross standing in for railroad tracks] Oh, save me! Who will save me?
Cartman
[in cowboy gear, and six-shooter] I will! James West, cowboy and rap star! [whips out Clyde from behind his back] Quick, Artemus Clyde Frog! We've got to save Salma Hayek!
Clyde Frog
[as Artemus] If we save her, I am going to take off her pants and play Slip'N'Slide!
Cartman
Are you okay, Salma Hayek?
Polly
Yes, but I need to get out of here and eat some tacos and burritos. Me gusta tacos mucho!
Rumpertumskin
You cannot stop me, James West!
Cartman
Look out, Artemus Clyde Frog! It's a giant metal spider! [tosses Clyde aside, aims at a plush spider hanging on the edge of his toy box and fires] Bang! Bangbang! [strafes and performs a cartwheel] Yoyoyo, jiggity jiggy with it! Bang bang bang! [tosses a baseball at the spider and knocks it out of the box] We saved the day! The Wild Wild West, The Wild Wild Wild West. Uhyo wicky wicky scratch, Uh wicky wicky scratch... [the door opens]
Liane
[nicely dressed, looks in] Eric. [he turns around and drops his shades and the gun] The babysitter's here. Come on downstairs.
Cartman
[begging] But mmmooom, I'm playing Wild Wild West.
Liane
I have to leave soon, Eric.
Cartman
But mom, me and Artemus Clyde Frog still have to do our love scene with Salma Ha-yek.
Liane
Come down as soon as you're done. [exits and closes the door]
Cartman

[begins to rap]
Well, I'm a badass cowboy living in a cowboy's
Age wicky wicky scratch yo yo bang bang
Me and Artemus Clyde Frog go save
Salma Hayek from the big metal spider
Wicky wicky wick, wicky wicky wick, Fresh
Cowboy from the Westside-

The kitchen. Liane fixes herself as Shelly looks on
Liane
Thank you so much for babysitting little Eric, Shelly.
Shelly
Okay.
Liane
All those other babysitters won't come back.
Shelly
I charge $5 for the first hour, 5% bumps every hour after that up to six hours, which enters into golden time.
Liane
Oh, that sounds fine. I'm going to a meteor shower party. The number where I'll be is on the refrigerator. Eric's nookie time is 9 o'clock sharp. If his little woogums get cold, you can turn up the heat over here. And if he gets cranky, just play tummy-rub-rubs with him, and make sure he wipes good after he makes bears.
Shelly
Bears?
Liane
Oh! And don't mind the cat. She's just being loud because she's in heat.
The living room. Cartman is on the sofa watching TV now, and Kitty is near him
Kitty
Meowrowr!
Cartman
No, Kitty! I don't have anything!
Kitty
[starts rubbing her ass against the sofa] Meow rowrrowrrowrrowrrowr!
Cartman
What the hell is wrong with you?! Stop it, Kitty!
Kitty
[looks at him with her ass up in the air] Rowrrowrrowrrowrrowr!
Cartman
No Kitty, that a bad God-damned kitty! [Kitty runs away]
Liane
[enters with Shelly] Okay, muffin. Mommy's leaving now. You do what the babysitter tells you, okay?
Cartman
[absently] Uh-huh.
Liane
Be good.
Cartman
[huffs] Right.
Liane
Come give Mommy Eskimo kisses! [kneels next to Cartman]
Cartman
Aw, Ma.
Liane
Eskimo kisses for Mom-my!
Cartman
[mad] Jesus Christ. [drops to the floor, and they rub noses]
Liane
Bye, kids. [gets up and leaves the house]
Cartman
[now approaches Shelly] Well, go put that pizza in the oven, bitch! I'm hungry! [she punches him into the wall, which leaves an impact site with paint fallen off] Ow!
Shelly
Alright, turd, listen up! Now that your mom is gone, I'm in charge. I don't know how you treat your other babysitters, but when I'm babysitting, you're nothing but a little turd. You're a stinky dried-up stupid turd! Got it?!
Cartman
You can't hit me! Didn't you see those nanny videos on TV? [she punches him, sending him into the wall again]
Shelly
My boyfriend is coming over, so you go to the kitchen, and you make us that pizza before I snap you in half like the little turd-stick you are!
Cartman
You're not allowed to have people over!
Shelly
[takes the remote] Move! [points towards the kitchen, and Cartman eventually rises and goes there]
The kitchen. Cartman walks to the refrigerator
Cartman
This is bullcrap! [strains to open the freezer, but fails] I can't reach the freezer!
Shelly
[from the living room] Figure it out, turd!
Cartman
[huffs] God dammit! [goes for a chair and props it up in front of the refrigerator. As he hops onto the chair, Kitty walks in still pining] Shut up, Kitty! [turns and sees the note on the freezer door, then grabs it and reads it] Any problems, contact Eric's Mommy at 303... Aha! [hops off the chair, moves it back to the table, and sits on it. He grabs a telephone] I'm gonna call mom and tell her that the babysitter is having her boyfriend come over! Then we'll see who's the turd! [he picks up the receiver, only to find a familiar voice on the line]
Shelly
...So I said, "you're a little turd!" and he w-
Cartman
[hangs up] Dammit! [waits for a moment, then picks up the receiver again. Kitty now pines on the stove]
Shelly
...But when you've seen one turd, you've seen them all. [hangs up, waits, then picks up again] ...stupid turd! The one night-
Cartman
Ey! I need to use the phone!
Shelly
Oh. Hold on a second, Carrie. [enters the kitchen and pulls Cartman's underwear over his back and head, blinding him]
Cartman
Ey! Aaah! Uh-ow! Ah! [she leaves and he picks up the receiver again]
Shelly
I placed his underwear over his head.
Cartman
[hangs up and puts his underwear back in place. Kitty resumes meowing] I'm gonna get her, Kitty! Mark my words!! [her meows are persistent] SHUT THE HELL UP, KITTY!! [Kitty screeches and dashes out of the kitchen]
The living room. Cartman watches TV
Announcer
And now, back to the movie of the week, Aliens.
Newt
[to Ripley] They mostly come at night, mostly.
Cartman
[echoing Newt] They mostly come at night, mostly. [Shelly comes in and tosses Cartman off the sofa, then changes the channel to Friends. Cartman returns to the sofa] Ey, I was watching Aliens on TV!
Shelly
Well, I'm watching Friends, turd! [the doorbell rings] That's my boyfriend. Go answer the door while I make sure I don't have food in my braces. [Cartman answers the door and looks at a young man in baseball cap and leather jacket]
Dude
Hey there, is Shelly around?
Cartman
Who the hell are you?
Dude
I'm the guy who's gonna put a boot up your ass if you don't tell me where Shelly is!
Shelly
[appears at the door] Hey, Skyler.
Cartman
You know this guy?
Shelly
He's my boyfriend! [Cartman studies him]
Cartman
Christ, he's like 50 years old!
Shelly
He's 22! [Cartman studies him some more]
Cartman
Dude, that's not cool.
Shelly
You're a turd! You're the Turdman of Alcatraz!
Skyler
Ye Yeah-ha.
Cartman
Dude, when my mom finds out that my babysitters have their boyfriends over, she mostly gets really mad, mostly. [Skyler enters and pulls Cartman's underwear over Cartman's head. Shelly grins and Skyler drops him.] Yaaah. Eeyy! Ey, God dammit!
Shelly
Turd wedgie. Come in the kitchen, Skyler. There's refreshments [giggles and takes his hand. They walk to the kitchen. As they pass the sofa, Kitty is looking at TV]
Announcer
And now, back to Wild Animal World
Host
[a lion follows a lioness around] Here in the more arid regions of Africa, the gold-coat lions are in the throes of mating season. [Kitty watches intently as the lion overtakes the lioness. The lioness lays down] The male lion positions himself behind the female and prepares to insert his lionhood. Notice his large swollen balls. [Kitty meows loudly with excitement as the lion does his stuff] The female lion relaxes her body and says "hello" to Mr. Winky. [Kitty continues meowing. The lioness rolls over on her back] The male lion is enticed by the female's supple breasts and firm backside. [The lion moves away] Quickly and suddenly, the male is finished. Now he wants to be alone, so he kindly asks the female to leave. He promises he'll call her tomorrow. But the female doesn't leave. Nope, she's moving right in. Looks like the male lion... is screwed. [lion and lioness relax as the sun sets. Kitty is almost beside herself, rubbing her ass against the rug]
The kitchen. Cartman cooked the pizza after all. Shelly and Skyler finish it
Skyler
Mmmmm. [tries to kiss her]
Shelly
No, Skyler. Quit it.
Skyler
Come on, babe. How long have we known each other?
Shelly
Eight days tomorrow.
Skyler
And I still don't get any action.
Shelly
I don't know, Skyler. It's just kind of strange to me that you're 22 and all.
Skyler
But I'm still in high school. I told you: I'm a very immature 22-year old.
Shelly
Well, maybe just one kiss.
Skyler
Mmmmm [kisses her on the lips, but Cartman intrudes]
Cartman
Hey, what are you doing? [Skyler pulls back quick]
Skyler
Beat it, chubby!
Shelly
Go on, Astroturd!
Skyler
Mmmmm [a tongue-kiss]
Cartman
I'm gonna tell my mom on you.
Shelly
Turd Rock From the Sun!
Cartman
Ey! You ate all the pizza!
Shelly
We left you some crusts! [tosses some to him]
Cartman
That does it! I'm calling my mom right now, and bustin' your ass! [she snatches the note from him and sends him into the wall with one jab]
Shelly
Guess again, Richard the Turd!
Cartman
Give me that phone number!
Skyler
Come on, babe. Let's go to the living room. [they leave]
Cartman
[rises] I am not gonna be bossed around by a chick! [thinks for a moment] Maybe I'll just use my Wild Wild West techniques and get proof that Shelly had a boyfriend over.
Kitty
[walks in] Meow.
Cartman
God dammit, Kitty, you have to calm down! Here, I'll get you some catnip. [goes to the sink, opens the doors, and starts looking]
Kitty
Meow.
Cartman
Okay, okay, hold on, I'm finding the catnip. [pulls out a box of Playful Pussy Catnip and pours some onto the floor in front of Kitty]
Kitty
Meowrowrowrowrowrowrowrowr. [still longing for consummation, she jumps all over the kitchen knocking things over]
The living room. Skyler strums on the guitar as Shelly listens
Skyler

Red Rocket spills my icy soul.

Demons from Hell seek the chosen one!

Shelly
You're such an amazing poet, Skyler.
Skyler
[putting the guitar aside] Isn't this guitar awesome? It's the best of its kind, and not a scratch on it. [reaches over to kiss Shelly]
Shelly
[holding him off] Skyler, not here.
Skyler
I can't help it. I see your pretty lips and I want to kiss them. [draws her close]
Shelly
[giggles] Really?
Skyler
I cherish you, almost as much as I cherish my guitar.
Shelly
Wow!
Skyler
When I make it to the big time, I'm gonna take you shopping, and buy you lots of badass stuff.
Shelly
O Skyler, I love you. [their lips lock]
Skyler
Mmmmm. [A flash bulb goes off and Shelly stands up on the sofa]
Shelly
What the-?
Cartman
[with Polaroid camera in hand and a fresh picture] Aha, charade you are! Looks like you're the turd now!
Shelly
[lunges after Cartman] Give me that picture!
Cartman
Aaaaa! [runs away, and she gives chase. He runs up the stairs, but she catches up and grabs him by the foot halfway up the stairs. He kicks her off, then hurries to his room, closing the door on her as she reaches him] Yes!
Shelly
Open this door, Turdledove!
Cartman
I think not! I'm gonna show this picture to my mom when she gets home!
Shelly
Your mom doesn't get home for three more hours! That's plenty of time for me to make a turd sandwich out of you. [Cartman is shocked at the possibility]
later that night
Shelly
[banging on Cartman's door] Give me that picture, turd!
Cartman
You're never gonna get this picture! Not until my mom comes home and I can prove you had a boyfriend over heuh!
Shelly
[in the hallway] I'm gonna bust this door down! [starts banging on the door again. Kitty is meowing]
Cartman
[sees his toy frog on the bed and walks over] What should we do, Artemus Clyde Frog? [dons his cowboy hat]
Clyde
[with his Wild Wild West shades on] We've got to get that picture to your mom so that she will come home and save us.
Cartman
Oh, that's quick thinking, Artemus Clyde Frog. [doffs his hat and sees Kitty on his dresser rubbing her ass on the wall. He walks over] Listen very carefully, Mr. Kitty. I am putting this picture of the babysitter and her boyfriend on your collar. [the banging subsides] You have to take this picture to Mommy, Kitty, so that she can come home and save me. [walks to the window and sets Kitty on the sill] Now run, Kitty. Take this picture to Mommy, and lead her back here. When you return, be sure to bring Mom in through the back door. Hurry, Kitty! You're my only hope! [Kitty jumps from the window to the garage roof, then from the roof to the trashcan, then to the ground] That's it! That's it, Mr. Kitty! [Kitty ends up at the front door]
Kitty
Meow. Meow. [the door opens and Shelly takes her in]
Cartman
Oh! God dammit!
The living room. Shelly takes the picture and the door bell rings
Shelly
Who is that?!
Skyler
Oh, I invited the guys in the band over, so that we can practice. [moves to answer the door]
Shelly
Skyler, your band can't practice here.
Skyler
Hey, do you want me to make it or not?! Don't stand between me and my dreams, babe! [opens the door and the bandmates come in] 'Sup Mark? [carrying drums] 'Sup up. Jonesy? [carrying other drums]
Shelly
Just keep the volume down! I have to go deal with Turdboy. [walks away]
Cartman's room. Shelly knocks on the door
Cartman
Hey! Who was that?! Who came to the door?!
Shelly
[faking concern] Hey Eric! Your mom's been in an accident!
Cartman
[wary] You just want me to open the door!
Shelly
We need to run over to the hospital and identify her body! We'll be right back.
Cartman
What?? Ih- is she okay?
Shelly
Not really. She's dead.
Cartman
Huh?! [quickly opens the door]
Shelly
[enters] Haha! That was a turd trick. Your mom isn't really dead!
Cartman
Aha! I knew it was a turd trick, and I opened the door because Mr. Kitty is on his way right now to my mom's party with the picture!
Shelly
HAha! I knew you sent the cat, and that's why I went outside and got him!
Cartman
Haaha! I saw you get the picture back from Mr. Kitty, and that's why I wrote a letter to the press! To be opened in the case of my demise! Should anything happen to me, that letter will go out, and you will never find it!
Shelly
[walks to a dresser] You mean this one? [hold out the letter she finds]
Cartman
O-kay! Let's see heuh. Haha! Um... Aw, dammit! [he turns away defeated, and she gives him another wedgie over the head] AAAAH! [she pulls him downstairs by his underpants and enters the living room. Cartman groans at every step he hits]
living room. Shelly drags Cartman past the band and hurls him onto the coatrack
Skyler
Okay, check check, check, 1, 2, check. Okay, ready? All right, let's try the new song. This is a song I wrote for you, Shelly. [points at her and winks. She sits on the sofa, happy]

1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4
When I saw her walking down the street, I thought she was Shelly, Shelly.
[she dances in place on the sofa]

Cartman
Aw, man, you guys suck.
Skyler
Now that we're together I'm absolutely sure that she's Shelly, Shelly.
Cartman
You're the crappiest band I have ever heard!
Skyler

Move into my mom's house with me, Shelly Shelly

Outside. Kitty is at Cartman's window once again. The band is heard in the background
Kitty
Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow.
A cat
[from a red house nearby] Meow. [Kitty looks to see where the meow coming from] Meow.
Kitty
[urgently] Meow?
A cat
Meow. [Kitty looks to make sure there's no one around, then jumps onto a car parked on the driveway and runs away. A red van is parked on the street]
Living room. Skyler's band continues playing
Skyler
Bridge!

I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States
of Shelly
Shelly!

Cartman
[rocks back and forth on his hook, hands to ears] Oh my God, somebody shoot me in the head!
Skyler
Ey, shut up, tubby!
Cartman
Don't call me fat! Now, you guys are not supposed to be in heuh! [Shelly walks to the coatrack] You get out now and respect my authoritah! [she pulls Cartman down a bit so the coatrack can act like a slingshot. She lets go and Cartman hits the ceiling] Ow! [lands on his feet as Shelly turns to walk away. She stops to watch the band and he picks her pocket to get his mom's note.]
Night. Kitty wanders the streets of South Park
Kitty
Meow?
A cat
Meow.
Kitty
Meow?
A cat
Meow. [Kitty is near the source, but keeps looking]
Kitty
Meow? [enters a small passageway between two buildings]
A cat
Meow.
Kitty
Meow?
A cat
Meow. Meow. Meow. [an obese orange cat on his back rolls over and inches over to Kitty. Kitty looks at the camera]
Cartman's house, living room. The band finishes up
Skyler
Yah, dude, that was hot. This guitar rocks, man! It rocks! What do you think, Shelly?
Shelly
Honestly? I think you guys need some work.
Mark
Oh, really?!
Shelly
I just think your sound is kind of... last week.
Jonesy
Oh, I'd like to see you do any better, bitch!
Shelly
Well, I do have a song I wrote.
Skyler
O-kay, why don't you sing it for us?
Shelly
Nnno, Skyler, I'm embarrassed!
Skyler
Hey man, don't be shy.
Shelly
Uhwwell, okay. [hops off the sofa] I'll try. But I'm not promising anything. [Skyler moves to the keyboard as Shelly hands out her music and takes the mic]

1, 2, 3, 4
So much pain in the world today.
Too many turds are headin' my way.
But we can flush our turds together.
Passing by turds whenever.

Skyler

Don't you know? Isn't...

Shelly

Life so full of happiness?
Feel free to mark my words.
But me and you, will my love do
in a world that's full of turds? TURDS!
llama judgin finger-lovin' turds. TURDS!

Cartman's room. He's taken the phone upstairs with him, extension and all, and he's called Liane
Cartman
Mom! The babysitter has her boyfriend over!
Liane
No no no, that's impossible, hon. I told her: no visitors.
Cartman
Well, there's a whole crappy band here! ["TURDS! Llama judgin' finger-lovin' turds. TURDS!"] Can you hear them? Here. Can you hear them? [directs the receiver towards the music]
Liane
This party is very loud, boopy-kins. You'll have to speak up.
Cartman
["TURDS! Llama judgin' finger-lovin'..."] Dammit! Her boyfriend's here! Don't you believe me?!
Liane
Not really, hon. [Mr. Mackey appears behind her] Mom has to go now! I'll be home in about an hour! [Cartman just looks at the receiver] Oh! Oh, Mr. Mackey!
Mr. Mackey
Mhm, mkay? [upset, Cartman hangs up]
Cartman
I'll never be able to prove that son of a bitch was here! [looks at his Mr. Microphone-type radio] My Speak and Record bear. Of course.
Downstairs, Shelly continues her song
Shelly
In a world that's full of turds. TURDS!
Mark
[tiring of the song] Dude, this is gay!
Skyler
Shut up! [Shelly stares at Mark]
Mark
You shut up! Your girlfriend is not joining our band!
Jonesy
Yeah, dude. What the hell is wrong with you, anyway? She's like, 12.
Skyler
You guys, get out! Don't question my love! My love is as pure as morning snow! Get out, I said! [his mates take their instruments and leave]
The passageway. Kitty and the fat orange cat face each other
Kitty
Rowr! [quickly shows her ass to the orange cat, waiting for his move. The orange cat pounces on her and smothers her] (Rowrowrowrowr!) [she squeezes her way out from under him]
Oragne cat
Rowr!
Kitty
Rowr. [this time, she rolls on her back. He jumps on her and smothers her again] Hrowr!
Oragne cat
Geuugh. [Kitty makes her way out again]
Kitty
[angrily] Meowr! [the obese cat simply collapses and sleeps] Meowuh! [seeing that the cat won't move, she leaves] Oh meah!
Cartman's room. He begins recording
Cartman
[softly] Testing, testing, 1 2. [stops and rewinds, then plays the tape. The recording worked] Sweet. [Shelly enters and Cartman hides his radio]
Shelly
We're going outside to watch a meteor shower! I'm locking you in your room 'til we get back in, turd!
Cartman
Okay. See you in a while.
Shelly
Wha-?
Cartman
Will you tell me what they look like? The meteor shower. They mostly come every few years, mostly.
Shelly
What the hell is wrong with you?! How come you're not yelling and whining?!
Cartman
Well, I just, I kind of like having you around.
Shelly
What?! No you don't!
Cartman
No. Um seriously. See, I never had a brother or a sister. I think people that have a brother or a sister don't realize how lucky they are. Sure, they fight a lot, but you know there's always somebody there, somebody that's family. [Shelly's face softens] I wonder if, well, maybe sometimes, I could pretend like you're my big sister. And you could kind of, watch over me. You know, like, we could watch a meteor shower together sometime. Heh, and I could pretend I'm somebody's brother, if only for a day.
Shelly
...Oh, all right, get your turd coat. You can come see the meteor shower with us.
Cartman
Yuh, you mean it?
Shelly
But don't bug me and Skyler! Come on!
Cartman
Hooray! [Shelly exits, Cartman speaks softly] Yes. I'm gonna have your and your boyfriend's voices on my Speak and Record bear, and then you'll mostly never babysit me again! Mostly.
The Cartman backyard. Skyler and Shelly sit on a bench, Cartman stands off to the side in front of them
Cartman
[recording] Yes, yes, what a beautiful night! It is Saturday the 12th at 10:45, and my mother is away at a party right now.
Shelly
Shut up, turd!
Cartman
That, of course, is the voice of my babysitter, Shelly Marsh, who is twelve.
Shelly
What are you doing?
Cartman
I'm just thinking out loud. [walks over to the bench and sits with his back to Skyler] Do you have anything to say, Skyler, Shelly's boyfriend who is sitting right heuh?
Shelly
Go away, turd!
Cartman
I'm sorry. Did you say something, Skyler? [Skyler simply bumps him off the bench] Agh!
South Park. Kitty walks around looking for some action
Kitty
Meow [a bunch of other cats answer her call. They are all sitting by some steps. She walks over, sticks her ass in the air, and the other cats jump her]
The Cartman backyard. Meteors flash across the sky. Skyler tries to kiss Shelly. Cartman stands close to the house with his Speak and Record bear in full view
Skyler
Yeah! Come on! Give it up!
Shelly
No.
Skyler
Give it up, babe!
Shelly
NO!
Skyler
Come on, babih!
Shelly
[pushes him off] No, Skyler, I'm not putting out for you!
Skyler
Why the hell not?!
Shelly
'Cause I'm twelve! [Cartman moves up a bit]
Skyler
You're not putting out for me?
Shelly
No!
Skyler
Well then, screw you, bitch! I've got plenty of other girlfriends that will!
Shelly
What?? But I thought you liked me.
Skyler
If you're not puttin' out, then I'm movin' on! There's plenty of chicks like you out there! [she looks forsaken, Cartman draws closer] Screw you, prude bitch! Me and my badass guitar are going home! Hasta!
Cartman
Gotcha! [Skyler drives away in the red van]
The living room. Shelly sits on the sofa crying, her face buried in her hands. Cartman comes dancing in
Cartman

Oh yeah! Oh yeah!
Oh wicky wicky Wild West!
Shelly, guess who's busted! [Shelly continues crying] Hey! I said, guess who's busted! [Shelly doesn't seem to realize he's there] Eh, you're not gonna trick me, I've got the goods on you!

Shelly
[between tears] I don't care. [cries some more, then pours out her emotions] He acted like he really liked me. Nobody's ever liked me before. [now Cartman softens] I can't believe I trusted him. I'm so stupid.
Cartman
Well, Shelly, he's 22. What, what were you doing with him anyway?
Shelly
Nobody my age would go out with me 'cause I'm too ugly.
Cartman
You're not ugly.
Shelly
You don't think so?
Cartman
Well, you're pretty ugly, but, you don't have to be dating 22-year olds. I mean, what kind of scumbag asshole dates 12-year old girls?
Shelly
You're right! He is a scumbag! I wish I could get him back! I just don't know how.
Cartman
Weh-hull, I could ask Artemus Clyde Frog. He would know.
Shelly
Huh?
Cartman
If you want, I could help you.
Shelly
Really? You would do that?
Cartman
Just let me get my cowboy hat.
Outside. Kitty returns to the house, opens the front door, and enters
Kitty
Mreow? Mreow? Mreow! [the other cats come in and make themselves at home. Kitty turns on the stereo and music blares from the speakers. More cats come]
Skyler's pad. He sits on his sofa strumming his guitar. He hears a knock on the door. He gets up, opens it, and looks down. Clyde is there
Skyler
What the hell is this?!
Polly
Help me! Help me! This is Salma Hayek. Is anybody there? [she lies next to the bear, which is playing the voices]
Skyler
Salma Hayek? Whoa, she's hot. [goes into the woods to find her]
Cartman
[dressed as James West, reaches the open door] Okay, it's clear. [Stands watch as Shelly makes her way inside]
The woods.
Polly
Over here! Please, come quick! [Skyler moves towards the voice]
Skyler's pad. Cartman stands watch as Shelly gets to work
Cartman
We don't have much time!
Shelly
This won't take me long!
The Cartman house. The front door remains wide open as music blares from inside. Cats are all over the living room. Kitty bring a box of Playful Pussy catnip from outside and pours out the catnip. The other cats rush towards it and divide amongst themselves. One cat makes lines of it so he can snort it, another snacks on a slice of pizza. Others sip from beer bottles. Some cats come towards Kitty and she shows her ass again.
Skyler's pad. Cartman grows impatient
Cartman
Hurry up in there!
Shelly
I'm almost done.
The woods. Skyler is looking...
Skyler
Hello-o? Hello-o, Mrs. Hayek?
Polly
Over here! Please help me! I am lost and I have no clothes!
Skyler
[to himself] No clothes, right.
Skyler's pad. Shelly finishes up
The woods. The search continues...
Polly
I'm over here! Please help me! I will reward you greatly!
Skyler
Right here, Miss Hayek!
Polly
Oh, please help me!
Skyler
What the? [sees the Speak and Record bear and Polly Prissy Pants on the ground]
Polly
Please help me! I will give you tacos!
Skyler
Dude, somebody tricked me! I'll make you pay for making me come out here, God dammit! [rushes home and enters] Stupid asshole stuffed animals trying to ruin my night! [gasps loudly. His guitar is in pieces and buried in kitty litter. Shards of wood are arranged to read "King Turd" in front of the neck of the guitar] My guitar! NOOOOO!
The Cartman house. Shelly and Cartman return home
Cartman
That was sooo cool! I wish we could've seen his face!
Shelly
[faces him at the door] Thanks for all your help, Eric. You know, as far as turds go, you're okay. [opens the door, and they both are shocked at what they see]
Cartman
Oh my God! [the orgy is well under way]
Shelly
They're having a cat orgy!
Cartman
You are all very bad kitties! That is a bad, bad kitty!
Shelly
Your mom's gonna get home soon. We're gonna get busted!
Cartman
[gets the catnip and holds it up high] Come on, kitties. Outside. Come on. [points the way out, then goes towards the door. The cats follow] That's it. Come on, come on. [opens the door, only to find Skyler waiting for him] Uh oh.
Skyler
You two ruined my career! I'm gonna get you! [Cartman throws the catnip at him and scores] Umph! [the cats jump on him] Ogh! Oh! Owey! Owwey! Duewy! Oh! [horror and then glee appear on the faces of Cartman and Shelly] Oh, you ripped my pants off! Oh my God! Oohh my Goodd!
Shelly
Come on! We've got to get the house clean before your mom gets home. [they go back inside and close the door] You know, Eric. It's kind of cool that two people who hated each other can be friends.
Cartman
Yeah. I think we get along okay.
Liane
[enters] Hi, kids. I'm home.
Cartman
Heh. [all are afraid. Two cats hide behind Kitty] Mom! Uh I can explain. It was all Shelly's fault! She didn't watch the cat!
Shelly
No! It's Eric's fault. He let those cats in here.
Liane
[holds on to the doorway] Oh, what a party that was! [walks towards the sofa] Hmm-hm-hm-hmm. Hmm-hm-hm-hmm. [Crashes onto it and falls asleep]
Shelly
Wow, she passed out.
Cartman
Luckily for us, my mom is a total lush.
Shelly
Well, let's clean up the house. Looks like everything turned out o-kay.
Cartman
That's how it goes in the Wild Wild West. [raps once more]
Cartman

[Shelly watches him perform and grins, then joins him in the dance]
Well, I'm a badass cowboy living in a cowboy's
Age, wicky wicky scratch yo yo bang bang
[End credits roll]
Me and Artemus Clyde Frog go save
Salma Hayek from the big metal spider
Wicky wicky wick, wicky wicky wick, Fresh
Cowboy from the Westside. Wicky wicky scratch yo yo bang bang
Me and Artemus Clyde Frog go save
Salma Frog Polly Prissy Pants go down to...
Well... mm-Rumpertumskin.

End of Cat Orgy


  307: "Cat Orgy" edit
Story Elements

Mr. KittyShelly MarshEric CartmanThe Lords of the UnderworldSkyler • "Shelly, Shelly" • "Wild Wild West Rap" • "Turds!"

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South Park: The Complete Third Season