Teen Titans Go! S1E8 Script

Laundry Day (2013)

[roaring]

[intense music]

[roaring]

[burps]

grunt

growl

[beeping]

kaboom Yeah!

Great idea, Robin.

Blowing up the slime monster.

It was either that, Raven or the total destruction of Jump City.

Look at us. We're covered with smelly, evil space goo.

It's even in my nose.

Not part of the slime monster, Beast Boy.

Oh.

meow Our costumes were due for a major washing anyway.

But whose turn is it to do this most disagreeable of chores?

Uh, you know, they're not that dirty.

What's a couple more weeks without soap?

[sniffing] crash

whirr

Okay, someone's gonna have to wash them.

And there's only one fair way to decide who.

You mean, go by the chores list?

whirr

[gulps]

What chores list?

The only way to decide is by a series of epic contests where the loser has to clean our clothes.

Titans, go!

[instrumental music]

ding

You blinked.

No, you blinked!

No, I saw you blink!

Na-ah, you did.

And I win! ding

ding ding

ding ding

oink oink

I have won the hot dog eating contest.

[retches]

Ahem, after compiling the results it looks like the Teen Titan stuck with laundry duty is...Raven.

[crowd cheering]

It was supposed to be your turn, Robin.

Oh, I have no idea what you're talking about.

[belches]

Really? Okay, then I'll need your clothes.

[screams]

Ahh! Oh!

Stop staring at my circuits!

Uh, you guys should probably put some clothes on.

Phew.

[Robin screaming]

[girls screaming]

grunt thud

thud

[buzzing]

I need my suit!

[girls screaming]

So what exactly gets out evil alien slime stains?

rattle rattle

bang bang whirr

whoosh

whirr

rizz

boom

Nothing's working.

[groans]

This is a nightmare.

And it's all Robin's fault.

If I see that weasel again. gasp Oh, you want me to let you in?

I suppose I could if you agree to do the laundry like you're supposed to.

[exhales]

Last chance.

[laughing] blub blub Hmm.

Alright, let's see what we got in the old closet.

Too spikey.

Too brainy.

Nope. Nope.

Nope, nope, nope.

[chuckles]

How did that get in my closet?

I need my suit back.

Laundry day has given me the perfect excuse to take up that most fascinating of Earth hobbies.

Sewing.

It appears to be a straightforward process.

tring Now let us see how I have done.

Glorg borger!

It's hideous.

Perhaps I did not use enough milk?

I need my suit back!

? Tofu tofu gonna eat me some tofu ?

[humming]

? Tofu in my mouth ?

? Tofu in my mouth ?

? Tofu in my mouth ?? slurp

Oh, great.

With my robot army, soon all of Jump City will be under my control.

[evil laugh]

Do I really have to deal with this now?

Ah, the boy blunder.

If you think the Teen Titans can stop my..

[gasps]

Robin!

You aren't wearing any pants.

This ends now or I'm going to have to come over there.

Don't think I won't, Gizmo.

Uh, no, no. Stay over there.

I'll take over the world another time. boom

clank clank

[banging]

[panting]

We need our clothes.

You better have our suits ready.

Uh, that's gonna be a problem.

[all screaming]

[all grunting]

Are those our clothes?

The slime's taken them over.

[electronic gibberish]

[dance music playing]

You call that washing them, Raven?

Maybe you should have done them yourself, Robin like you were supposed to.

Guys, we've got bigger problems than that now.

Then there's only one thing to do.

Titans, go!

[crowd cheering]

Our clothes are putting us on.

This is not a good look.

Ow. Ow. Ow.

Ah, ah! Hey.

Hey! Ow!

Don't you... Ow!

Ow! Ow. Ow.

[grunting]

This is the nastiest load of laundry ever!

Not how I thought we'd go out.

It was my turn to do laundry.

I'm sorry, Raven.

The truth is, if we can only get out of this I'd do all the Teen Titans' laundry for the next year.

That's just what I was waiting to hear.

Azarath metrion zinthos.

Wait. It wasn't the slime that took control of our clothes?

Nope, it was a magic spell.

[siren wailing]

You tricked me!

And now you get to do laundry for the next year, sucker.

[alarm blaring]

Uh-oh.

Look, we have another alert.

A creature made of fruit juice and barbecue sauce is terrorizing the city.

Oh, man.

That sounds messy.

Titans, go.

[theme music]