Sonja: Di'! I'm making you an outfit!
Di'angelo: Really? What is it?
Sonja: You'll see in a bit...
Di'angelo: Well, right now, I see a LOT of purple over there.
Sonja: Hey, hey, go away for a bit before you spoil the surprise!
[He walks away]
[About an hour later...]
[Di'angelo walks into the Living Room again]
Di'angelo: Are you done yet?
Sonja: [pin in her mouth] Almost...
Di'angelo: [whining] I wanna wear it NOW!
Sonja: Give me 20 more minutes, tops.
[30 minutes later...]
Di'angelo: Okay, I'm back and I waited an extra 10 minutes, so it should be ready by now!
Sonja: Yep, it's done! Now, close your eyes and I'll put it on you!
Di'angelo: Close my eyes? But, I don't like closing my eyes... all I see is darkness. Continuous, neverending, DARKNESS...
Sonja: But, don't you blink...?
Di'angelo: Blink? What's blinking?
Sonja: Uhh... never mind. Just close your eyes for a little bit...
Di'angelo: Okay... but, if I have night terrors, I'm blaming YOU for this.
Sonja: But, you only have those when you're sleep... never mind. I gotta remember who I'm dealing with here.
[Di'angelo closes his eyes and Sonja steps in front of him, blocking the viewer from what she's doing]
Di'angelo: Hey! What are you doing?! Don't put that there! Stop! Wait, that doesn't go THERE either! No, no, no, don't put that in that spot!
Sonja: [stops] You are one of the WORSE people to dress.
Di'angelo: I'm sorry I'm not your average Barbie doll...
[Sonja moves away from him, revealing how he looks]
Di'angelo: Gimme a mirror, I wanna see how terrible you did!
Sonja: [monotone] Wow, thanks for the support. [normal] I've been taking classes with Malti and I thought I'd put my energy into something both that I'd like and you'd like too. [under breath] ...but I'LL mostly like.
Di'angelo: [sheds tear and wipes it away] That was sweet. Now, gimme a mirror! I bet it'll be a disaster!
Sonja: [scoffs] Fine. [hands him mirror]
Di'angelo: [looks at himself] Whoa. It's actually... pretty good. Great, even.
Sonja: You like it? Like, really like it?
Di'angelo: Yeah, I do.
Sonja: Now, if only I had the glasses...
Sonja: Yeah, little yellow-orange-mango-peach oval glasses...
Di'angelo: Hmm. *pulls them out of hammerspace* Like these?
Sonja: YES! I'll never know how you do that...
Sonja: ...of course.
Di'angelo: Now, with that out of the way... I'M NOW WILLY WONKA! [runs out]
Sonja: Wait... no, you're not...
[Di'angelo runs through BackForest, back to Utopia, but not before tripping and falling on his face]
Di'angelo: Dang it, these tight pants... *rips them off* SWEET FREEDOM! [continues]
[He finally arrives in town and goes up to a random dog]
Di'angelo: Hello there, sir! Do you know who I am?
Dog: Uhh... a husky?
Di'angelo: DARN RIGHT I AM! But, I'm also Willy Freakin' Wonka, too!
Domino: No, you're not.
Domino: You're not Willy Wonka. You're The Warden. From Superjail!.
Di'angelo: Oh. [looks unamused]
Domino: Sorry for killing your buzz, but it shows you don't as many cartoons as I thought.
Di'angelo: So, how do YOU know about it?
Domino: Sparki watches it.
Di'angelo: ...figures. Well, when I get the chance, I'll watch it!
Domino: That might not be the best idea... you're kinda impressionable.
Di'angelo: Oh, yeah? Give me ONE time I was copying after a cartoon.
[Family Guy-like flashback starts]
Domino: Hey Di', I need to borrow some suga--
Di'angelo: Don't bother me, I'm fighting aliens!!! *chases after FluffBall with a broom*
FluffBall: I'M NOT AN ALIEN, YOU MANIAC!!!!!!!!
Di'angelo: SHUT UP VILGAX!
Domino: Then, there was the Danny Phantom phase...
Domino: Hey Di', I need to borrow some batte--
Di'angelo: I'm fighting ghosts, leave me alone!
Jet: I'm not a ghost, I told you this BEFORE!
Di'angelo: Get back here, Box Ghost!
Domino: And... last but not least, the Sailor Moon phase.
Di'angelo: Wait, wait, my manhood will be deminished if you show THAT one! Okay, I get it, I won't be... this dude.
Domino: Di'angelo, promise me, and I MEAN it, promise me you won't watch Superjail!... it won't be pretty afterwards... or, you'll wet your bed again at night.
Di'angelo: Okay, so I saw Predators ONCE and you had to remind me of that...
[The dog is revealed to have been there the whole time]
Dog: Can I go now...?
Di'angelo: No! I still need you.
Dog: For what?
Di'angelo: I dunno. Things.
Dog: Oh, lookie there, I got gotta go to a meeting!
Di'angelo: You're not even wearing a watch!
Dog: Yes I am! [runs off]
Di'angelo: Look at what you did now, Dom! You made my friend run off!
Domino: You don't even know his name...
Domino: No. [walks off]
Di'angelo: Is it Bob? I believe it's Bob! No? Jerry? Tom? Earl? None of those?
Di'angelo: I dunno what Domino's so worried about with me watching this show...
[Di'angelo watches Superjail! for the first time]
Di'angelo: This show is AMAZING! So much violence, all of the colors, and that Warden dude... I dunno why, but I like him the MOST... I might even want to be him... I have to watch more of this show! But, it only comes on on Sundays... wait a minute. *pulls the DVDs out of hammerspace* I forgot I could do that.
[In the morning, Di'angelo's passed out on his sofa.]
Domino: [knocks on door] Hey Di', I came by to make sure you didn't watch any adult cartoons last night, especially the exact one you promised me you wouldn't watch!
Di'angelo: [wakes up] Huh...? [looks around his house and notices his house is a wreck] What did I do last night?!
[Di'angelo is seen hyperly running around his house, drinking soda and eating sweet things, boosting his hyperactivity, and pausing at moments to watch the TV.]
Di'angelo: Man, I had fun last night. Thanks, flashback!
Domino: [knocks on door again] Di'? Are you in there? Are you still alive? Hello?
Di'angelo: [frantically looks back and forth] Aw, man, I gotta clean my house up or Dom'll find out what I was doing! Wait, I'm the older brother... why am I scared of Domino? Oh, yeah, he's smarter and [mockingly] more mature than me. [normal] Pfft. Nothing happened. I'm fine.
Domino: [pulls key out of his pocket] Well, I do have this for a reason. [unlocks his door]
[Di'angelo's house is clean and sparkling somehow.]
[Di'angelo pops up in front of Domino]
Domino: DOG! Are you trying to kill me?!
Di'angelo: What? No, I just wanted to say Good Morning to my dear, sweet, little brother and let him know that I wasn't doing ANYTHING wrong last night... [smiles sheepishly]
Domino: You watched Superjail!, didn't you?
Di'angelo: All three seasons, yes.
Domino: Where's the mess? Every time you watch that much TV, you eat a lot.
Di'angelo: There's no me--
[Closet opens, with all of the mess falling out of it]
Di'angelo: WOW! Look at that! Surprise messes! Weird, huh? This neighborhood's getting kinda bad lately, oh, look at the time, I gotta go somewhere! [tries to slam door on Domino, but he catches it]
Domino: What did I tell you? I told you NOT to watch that show, because you'll end up copying after it.
Di'angelo: Me? No way. I'm just a little angel [changes into an angel] I won't copy it at ALL! [closes door].
Domino: 3... 2... 1...
Di'angelo: [behind door] Jailbot! Clean up this mess!
FluffBall: I'm not Jailbot!
Di'angelo: You'll be Jailbot and LIKE it!
[Vase is heard shattering, which means he threw it at FluffBall.]
Domino: Sigh... I'll just let this play out and see what happens from here... I mean, what's the worst to happen? He'll ACTUALLY turn this place into Superjail? Very unlikely... [walks away]
Di'angelo: [revealed to be listening to Domino] That's a GREAT idea!
[Much, much later...]
[Dogs are sitting around Sparki, while he's telling a story]
Sparki: ...okay, so I stuffed this nerd's head in a mailbox--
Di'angelo: [fancy voice] Hello gentlemen!
Dog: What's up with Willy Wonka here?
Di'angelo: [chuckles] [under breath] Yes, keep laughing, you fools... [normal] Anyway, I can ask you to partake in something with me?
Sparki: Hey, hey, he wants us to go in the Chocolate Factory with him!
Dog 2: Doesn't he know chocolate KILLS dogs?
[All of them roll on the ground in laughter.]
Di'angelo: [serious look on face] Don't upset me. [happy face] Now, who wants to join me?
Sparki: There is NO way I'll involve myself with anything you're doing.
Di'angelo: I see. Well, I'll be back later and you'll have no other choice... [walks off]
Sparki: He's such a weirdo. Now, like I was saying, I gave this nerd a swirly...
[Di'angelo is walking down to Sandie's farm]
Sandie: This is gettin' tirin'. Everyone, let's take a break fer a minute.
Di'angelo: Hello all! Anyone want to help me with something?
Sandie: We would, but the family's all tired... I mean, we have to run a farm ALL on our own.
Di'angelo: [rolling eyes] Yes, I know.
Sandie: What's your problem?
Di'angelo: Nothing, nothing, it's just, all of you said you'd help me whenever possible, yet you guys are denying me and Sparki and those ruffians he hangs out with laughed at me.
Sandie: "Ruffians"? Dude, there's seriously something wrong with you...
Di'angelo: THERE'S NOTHING WRONG WITH ME! I just want all of you guys to help me with a project I won't tell any of you about.
Sandie: Well, until you get better, I'll be here on the farm... [backs away from him slowly]
Di'angelo: [calms down] My goodness, what's wrong with me? [walks away]
[Scene cuts to him sitting down in forest.]
Riggles: Hey Di'!
Di'angelo: [monotone] Hey Rig.
Riggles: Why are you sad? You're usually happy, like ME! [bounces around him in a circle]
Di'angelo: 'Cause I wish everyone'd play with me...
Riggles: Oh. [stops] I'll play with you!
Di'angelo: Really? [wags Clementine] [grabs her] Sorry 'bout that.
Riggles: Sure! And, I can get everyone else to join, too! [bounces off]
Di'angelo: Hmm... she's just who I needed...
[Riggles bounces back into town]
Riggles: EVERYONE'S THAT'S FRIENDS WITH MY BROTHER, COME OVER TO MY HOUSE!
[All of the dogs look at her and go on about their business]
Sparki: [comes up behind her] You mean that trash can?
[the dogs he was with earlier laugh]
Riggles: Yeah! It's really cozy once you get used to it!
Sparki: Okay, I'm game to see this. Come on guys.
[They walk over to Riggles' trash can]
Sparki: [distant] Now what?!
Riggles: WAIT A MINUTE!
Di'angelo: [watching from a bush] How dare they listen to her and not me... what does she got that I don't have? Oh, yeah. That Girl Scout face...
[All of Di'angelo's friends are at Riggles' trash can]
Malti: I don't understand what Riggles' sees in this dirty thing. And, she has a HOUSE, of all things.
Sandie: What are we all waiting for anyway?
Rico: Probably some weird plan from Di'angelo to jail us all and force us to help him in his sick, twisted fantasy from some late night cartoon...
[Everyone laughs at him]
Sparki: Please. Seriously, now? Just because he's dressed like that and he's done stupid things before doesn't mean he'll do THAT. And, why would he use RIGGLES for that?
Domino: Because she always listens to him, because she look up to him?
Sparki: ... okay, that might be true.
Clover: Well, I hope there will be some jewelry involved.
Malti: That's ALL you care about.
Clover: All you care about is CLOTHES!
[Both of them start scrapping randomly]
Sparki: How much money are you betting that my girl'll win?
[The dogs start tossing money out]
Domino: This has gotten ridiculous.
Sandie: What took you so long to notice?