This is the transcript for the episode Terror Tales of the Park V.
Opening
(Episode starts with Muscle Man, Hi Five Ghost, Thomas, and Johnny Skydiver using a catapult. The scene then cuts to the living room where Eileen is talking to a broom. The scene then cuts again to Monica taking a picture of Quips while everyone else's mingles. Moments later, Muscle Man and Hi-Five Ghost enter Benson's office)
Muscle Man: Whooooo! Man, Benson, you really went all out with this party. That catapult... uh, uh... that catapult -
Mordecai: Yeah. You normally just get some streamers and just call it a day.
Benson: Ha! I haven't even showed you guys the best part. (Grabs blanket) I present... (Pulls the blanket) Racki the Wishmaker!
Mordecai: Thanks for sharing it to us.
(Everyone leaves except for Benson)
Benson: Wait! You guys gotta at least try it. You make a wish and it shows you what would happen if it came true. But really scary.
Mordecai: I don't know.
Muscle Man: Yeah.
Benson: Listen, I didn't put down a five-hundred dollar security deposit for nothing. Just watch. (Grabs hold of the machine and clears throat) I wish... I wish I could motivate Mordecai and Rigby at work.
Racki: A hard worker is all you desire. So do their backsides. Let us add some fire. (Laughs)
(The scene then cuts to Benson's wish)
Mr. Boss Man (Benson's Wish)
(Benson's story begins with Mordecai and Rigby watching TV)
Man on TV: Tired of trying to fit a head of lettuce in your mouth? Just try our new salad guillotine. (An image of the product is shown) Off with your head... of lettuce. (a kid slices a full lettuce with the Salad Guillotine) Salad guillotine. Make a salad fit in your mouth.
Mordecai and Rigby: So cool... (take notes with a pen and pad. Benson arrives)
Benson: Hey, didn't I tell you to mow the lawn? Why are you watching TV?
Mordecai: I don't know. Just feeling "blah" today, you know?
Rigby: Yeah, kind of got a case of the afternoon sleeps.
Benson: (groans) I don't wanna hear it! Get back to work, or you're fired!
(Mordecai and Rigby get up groaning and leave the living room)
Man on TV: Do you have trouble motivating your employees?
Benson: Why yes, I do.
Man on TV: I'm Puppet King from Puppet Depot. Buy my puppet, Mr. Bossman. Yells at your workers so you don't have to. Best part is, it's not you doing it. It's the puppet. (starts sweating and whispers) Murray, can I get a glass of water? Puppet depo - Wait. Mr. Bossman.
Benson: Show the number!
Mr Bossman: Call now or your fired!
(The scene cuts to Mordecai and Rigby sitting on fold-out chairs and chucking cans of soda into a basketball hoop on a ice cooler floating on the lake.)
Mr. Bossman: Hey! Hey, get back to work! Get back to work right now!
Mordecai: Bens-- Oh. What is the-- This is really uncomfortable.
Benson: Hey, it's not me making you uncomfortable. It's Mr. Bossman.
Mr. Bossman: Get back to work! Get back to work!
Rigby: Eh...Okay. I guess... we'll go.
(Mordecai and Rigby leave the jetty)
Benson: Wow, they're so motivated.
(We pan to Mordecai and Rigby at the Snack Bar, who are imitating lasers by using soda cups. The duo stop when they hear Mr. Bossman.)
Mr. Bossman: Hey! Hey, you two, quit messing around! Don't get germs on the cups! Do what I say, or you'll be out on the street!
Mordecai and Rigby: Sorry, Benson.
Benson: Not Benson. Mr. Bossman.
(We later see Mordecai and Rigby washing Benson's Car, groaning in the process.)
Mr. Bossman: Hey! Scrub faster! Time is money! You got a real loose grip, Mordecai. Explains why you can't hold on to a relationship.
Mordecai: Wait-- Wha? Hey, you-- You-- You-- "You-- You-- You."
Mr. Bossman: Less stuttering, more scrubbering!
(Mordecai and Rigby groan and continue to scrub. Benson walks away with Mr. Bossman)
Benson: I'm a good boss.
(Mr. Bossman remains motionless for a few seconds looks at Benson. The scene cuts to Benson's Apartment where Benson is sleeping.)
Mr. Bossman: Hey, keep sleeping. Yeah. Yeah. Roll over on your side. (Benson rolls over his side) Yeah. When you wake up, you should pack up your bags and leave. Never-- Never come back!
Benson: (wakes up) Huh?
(Mr. Bossman falls onto the floor. Benson groans, gets out of bed and walks over to the spot where Mr. Bossman fell on the floor. Benson picks up Mr. Bossman, who turns his head and looks at Benson)
Mr. Bossman: This is my house now!
(Benson screams and throws the dummy onto the wall)
Mr. Bossman: You don't deserve this job! I'm the one motivating the workers! I gotta support my family!
(Benson turns around and sees his family through the window, a wife, a child and a daughter puppet. Thunder clashes through the window. Benson screams. Mr. Bossman spins his head at a fast pace as Benson runs out of his apartment. Mr. Bossman grabs Benson's leg but lets go when Benson slams the door on Mr. Bossman's head, cracking it in the process.)
Mr. Bossman: Benson, you're cracking me up!
(Benson runs away from the apartment and arrives at Pops' House.)
Mordecai: Dude, the Salad Guillotine is awesome! Wanna use some of this lettuce to make a salad?
Rigby: Eh, I'm not really into salad.
Benson: (slams the door shut and arrives in the living room) Mr. Bossman! He's trying to kill me!
Mordecai and Rigby: What?!
(Mr. Bossman flies head-first through the window. He gets up, his head spinning at a rapid pace. Mordecai, Rigby and Benson gasp. Mr. Bossman jumps on Benson, Benson falls down and tries to et the dummy off of him.)
Benson: Get this dummy off of me!
(Mordecai and Rigby kick Mr. Bossman's head. Benson gets up and slams his body on the wall, screaming in the process.)
Mordecai: Benson! The Salad Guillotine.
(Benson looks at the Salad Guillotine and throws Mr. Bossman into the guillotine.)
Mr. Bossman: You don't have the chimichangas!
Benson: Mr. Bossman. Off with your head, off lettuce!
(Mr. Bossman chops Mr. Bossman's head off with the Salad Guillotine. Mr. Bossman's head lands into a salad bowl.)
Mr. Bossman: I'll take your place! I'll do it! I just need to eat my way out of this salad bowl! (imitates chomping noises as he tries to eat the salad bowl)
Benson: Quick thinking, guys! (wraps his hands around Mordecai and Rigby) You guys are so smart.
(The word smart echoes as the story ends)
Interlude 1
Benson: I'd never say something like that! (looks away from Racki the Wishmaker and pants)
Mordecai: What happened? Benson, are you okay?
Benson: There was a doll and a- the wish just felt too real. We should probably stop using--
Pops: Oh, I'm next, you slowpokes. (laughs and runs up to the Racki the Wishmaker machine)
Benson: Pops, wait!
Pops: I wish I could travel more.
Racki The Wishmaker: Going on a trip is no easy feat. With a head like that, you'll need an extra seat.
(Racki laughs evilly as his eyes turn red. Pops' eyes also turn red. We cut to white)
Werepops (Pops' Wish)
(The story starts with spectators in a court murmuring)
Muscle Man: Wow, what are the odds of all of us getting jury duty on Halloween?
(Gavel Bangs)
Security Guard: Court is now in session. Up next, The State versus John Wolfhard.
(The scene cuts to John Wolfhard in handcuffs, growling and looking at the spectators)
Mordecai and Rigby: Whoa, cool. He's a werewolf.
Judge: Mr. Wolfhard, you stand accused of murder. How do you plead?
John Wolfhard's Lawyer: My client pleads not guilty, your Honor.
John Wolfhard: Yeah! I never ate nobody. (smashes his fist on the table) And if I did, there'd be no evidence, 'cause I always eat the bones.
Prosecutor: Mr. Wolfhard, where were you the night of the last full moon?
John Wolfhard: If you must know, I was bottle-feeding an orphaned baby deer.
Prosecutor: Interesting-- So you wouldn't recognize... (pulls out a patch of wolf hair)this patch of werewolf hair we found at the crime scene, would you?
John Wolfhard:Uh... That could belong to any werewolf...with my DNA.
Prosecutor: Then there's this entry from your diary from that same night. "Dear diary, ate a guy today. This is not a joke. Till next time, signed John."
Rigby: He's guilty.
Mordecai: Don't know about him.
Benson: We've heard enough. Let's get this over with.
Pops: Ooh! Ooh! Your Honor, may I use the bathroom, please?
Judge: Okay, sir, but make it quick.
Pops: Good show. (leaves to go to the bathroom)
John Wolfhard: Uh... If he's allowed to go, I am too, right?
Judge: Who am I to judge?
(Wolfhard chuckles to himself as he makes his way to the bathroom)
Security Guard: Should he be in there without supervision?
Judge: Eh, that frail old man will keep an eye on him.
(Pops whistles for a brief moment before being startled by the opening and closing of the bathroom door. He looks down at a gap and notices Wolfhard's feet. A sweaty and uneasy Pops continues to watch Wolfhard from the bathroom stall gaps walk into a stall which is right next to the one Pops is in)
Wolfhard: Ah, for-- Hey!
Pops: Yes?
Wolfhard: Do me a solid. I'm all out.
Pops: Oh. Um, of course.
(Pops gives Wolfhard some toilet paper but instead of taking one sheet, he takes the entire roll by pulling on it.)
Wolfhard: Thanks. Now I just need one more favor.
Pops: Yes?
(Wolfhard pulls apart the bathroom stall Pops is in and proceeds to bite him)
Wolfhard: Hold still!
(Pops screams)
Security Guard: Hey! Don't make me come in there!
Wolfhard: Sorry, old-timer. It's you or me.
(Pops whimpers as he is thrown to the ground by Wolfhard. Wolfhard then runs up to the prison bars.)
Pops: Where are you going?
Wolfhard: I'm going someplace where they treat werewolves with respect - London.
Pops: Wait!
(Pops gets up only to notice that Wolfhard has disappeared. Upon noticing the full moon, Pops starts transforming into a werewolf.)
Pops: Goodness!
Security Guard: That's it!
(The security guard kicks down the door only to notice a werewolf-like Pops.)
Security Guard: Freeze!
Pops: Oh, dear. I can explain.
Security Guard: Come quietly, son. I don't wanna have to blow this dog whistle.
Pops: Let's just talk this over.
(The security guard blows his whistle which irritates Pops. After running into a wall and knocking himself out, Pops finds himself sitting in Wolfhard's chair.)
Prosecutor: So, when you inevitably find Mr. Wolfhard guilty, you can add destruction of property, eating a juror, and attempted escape to his list of crimes.
Pops: Wolfhard?
(Pops looks down at his hands only to notice that he has been handcuffed.)
Pops: Oh, no! (whimpers)
Judge: Jury, have we reached a verdict yet?
Mordecai: Your Honor, we find the defendant -
Pops: (slams his hands on the table) Objection! I mean, wait! You're making a terrible mistake! I've been framed! It's me-- Pops!
All: Pops?
Muscle Man: So, wait. Let me get this straight. You're saying the real killer attacked you in the bathroom, turned you into a werewolf, tore a hole in the wall, and then escaped, leaving you to take the rap?
Pops: (nods his head) Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh.
Skips: That actually makes a lot of sense. But my gut's telling me to have fun with this. Let's stick with "guilty" and see how it pans out.
Judge: Mr. Wolfhard, you are hereby sentenced to life in prison.
Pops: This can't be!
Security Guard: Let's go, you animal.
Pops: No!
(Pops punches the security guard in the face, which, as a result, snaps Pop's handcuffs.)
Judge: (points at Pops with her gavel) Stop him!
(As Pops attempts to make his escape, the jurors and a handful of people pull out torches and pitchforks; Muscle Man himself pulls out a Bazooka.)
Rigby: Stop him!
(We then cut to Pops driving while being pursued by an angry mob of people and the park workers. As he drives through the airport, Muscle Man aims and shoots his bazooka at Pops.)
Muscle Man: Eat it, Wolfhard!
Pops: Huh?
(Pops notices the rocket from the bazooka and after it hits the car, Pops is shot up in the air for a few seconds before landing on the ground. He then notices a nearby plane.)
Man: Last call for Flight 194 to London.
Pops: (runs up to the man) One ticket to London, please.
Man: Sure. Go on up.
Pops: Good show. (walks up the airplane boarding stairs)
(The mob of angry people continue to pursue Pops but are unable to board the plane.)
Man: Sorry. All full.
(Pops looks out at the angry mob before turning around after hearing Wolfhard.)
Wolfhard: Oh. Hey, old-timer. You made it. Sorry about mauling you earlier. No hard feelings, right? Hah, heh.
Pops: Water under the bridge, my good sir.
Wolfhard: Great. Say, me and the boys are gonna get tea at the royal palace when we land in London, maybe eat the Queen. You in?
Pops: Oh, tea. Good show.
Woman: (over speaker) Flight 194 to London, England, is ready for takeoff. Fellas, this one's for you.
("Werewolves of London" by Warren Zevon plays in the background as the plane takes off for London.)
Interlude 2
(After the story ends, Pops begins howling and then singing Werewolves of London.)
Pops: ♪ (howls) Something, something. Werewolves from London ♪
Mordecai: Okay. So, I'm confused. Is Racki scary or just lame?
Racki: Oh, no, I'm not lame. I'm definitely scary. Boo! See?
(Racki laughs evilly as the unimpressed park workers look at him, then cut to the bunch of guys throwing a jack o' lantern catapult, then they cheer, then cut back to the Park gang.)
Hi Five Ghost: Um, if it's okay, I guess I'll give Racki the Wishmaker one more shot to see if he's actually scary.
Rigby: Okay.
Hi Five Ghost: Uh, are you sure? Someone else can go first. Uh, I can wait.
Rigby: No, you go.
Hi Five Ghost: Well, okay. Just let me know if I go too long. Celia's in Prague doing a guest lecture, and I really miss her, so I wish, um-- Well, I guess I wish I could visit her. Does, uh, that sound good?
Racki: You wish to hang out with your lady? Then you will-- Will, uh-- Ahem. Well, I can't think of anything that rhymes with "lady," so I'm just gonna go ahead and start. (laughs evilly)
[Hi Five Ghost gets shocked as we white fade-in to his wish]
Going Up (HFG's Wish)
[White fades-out to cut to a really, dark, cloudy night, until we pan into a hotel to see Hi Five Ghost holding a bunch of flowers for Celia.]
Hi Five Ghost: Oh, this seems like a nice place.
[Cuts to inside a hotel, Hi Five Ghost whistles as he goes inside]
Hi Five Ghost: Thirty-sixth floor? That's quite the hike. Maybe I'll treat myself and use the elevator.
[Hi Five Ghost walks up to the Elevator Repairman.]
Uh, excuse me. Sorry to bother you, but, uh, is this elevator working? I need to see my girlfriend on the thirty-sixth floor.
Elevator Repairman: Girlfriend, huh? Well, you're in luck. I just got this baby fixed up.
[Elevator bell dings, until the resuming conversation]
Hi Five Ghost: Oh, what a relief. Thank you, sir.
ELevator Repairman: You two love birds have fun now.
[Hi Five Ghost starts getting into a broken elevator, until…]
Hi Five Ghost: Yeah, we're probably gonna get some Chinese foo-- Ahh. I can't wait to see Celia.
[Elevator bangs all of the sudden, because the elevator is still broken]
Hi Five Ghost: Huh? What the-- What's happening? Oh, I sure hope I'm not stuck. [sighs] All right, Fives, keep calm. Survey the area. When you are lost in times of strife, to look around may save your life. Eureka! An intercom button. Maybe I can call for help.
[Hi Five Ghost presses the intercom button to call for the Elevator Repairman's help]
Elevator Repairman (over intercom): Yeah? What's the problem?
Hi Five Ghost: Is this the repair guy? I'm stuck in the elevator. We talked earlier. I had the flowers.
Elevator Repairman (over intercom): Oh, of course. We'll have it running in no time. How about some music while you wait?
Hi Five Ghost: That sounds great. Thank you.
[Ominous music starts playing along the way, as High-Five Ghost pushes the intercom button as he press-holds it a bit longer until he stops...]
Hi Five Ghost: Uh, do you have anything a little less ominous?
Elevator Repairman (over intercom): Oh, sure.
[As the ominous music got changed into romantic music, and it starts playing along the way]
Hi Five Ghost: You know-- You know what? I changed my mind. Could you turn off the music, please? Uh, hello? Oh, no. I don't wanna be trapped in here. Not like this! I never paid off my student loans! I don't want to burden my family! Aah!
[Music stops suddenly]
Elevator Repairman (over intercom): Oh, sorry, buddy. I-I couldn't hear you over the smooth jazz. Hey, looks like I got the elevator working.
[Rumbling sounds as Hi Five Ghost bumps up and down in the broken elevator]
Hi Five Ghost: Oh, no! Oh, no! (Hi Five Ghost grunts and screams until he breaks Celia's flowers as he felt in a very, shocked, disappointing look) Celia's flowers! No!
[Elevator bell dings as we cut to Hi Five Ghost getting out of the broken elevator]
Elevator Repairman (over intercom): Sorry about that, kid. Pressed the wrong button. You have a good night.
Hi Five Ghost: Thank you, sir.
Celia: Fives!
Hi Five Ghost: [gasps] Celia! I got you some flower stems. They used to be flowers.
Celia: Thanks. But who were you talking to?
Hi Five Ghost: Oh, I was just talking to the elevator repairman. He's really nice. I should get his e-mail.
Celia: Fives, the elevator's broken. The repairman died forty years ago.
Hi Five Ghost: What?
Celia: Yeah, I've been taking the stairs. Thirty-six floors is quite the hike.
Hi Five Ghost: Yeah. That's why I used the eleva...tor.
[Elevator bell dings as Hi Five Ghost is about to look behind the view next to a broken elevator.]
Hi Five Ghost: Wait.
[Fives and Celia both gasp, as we then cut to a background sequence as a silhouette reveals the elevator repairman, and then we fade-in white. End of "Going Up".]
Interlude 3
[Then, we fade-out white as we see Hi Five Ghost groaning and screaming.]
Hi Five Ghost: Celia!
[Muscle Man calms down Hi Five Ghost, aggressively.)
Muscle Man: Snap out of it, bro.
Hi Five Ghost: Oh, man, it was so real. It was so real.
Benson: All right, I think we've all had enough of Racki the Wishmaker for one evening.
Rigby: No way, man. I'm still doing mine. I've wanted this one my whole life. Dear Racki, I wish I was popular as a kid.
Racki: This seems to me a wish that all should see.
[The Park gang all chatter along]
All: Huh?
Racki: Your wish is to be Mr. Popular. Well, let's see how you like being Mr. Popular.
Rigby: Hey, you can't rhyme "popular" with popul-- Aah!
[The Park gang all gasps before Rigby's wish, as we fade-in white]
Chocolatude (Rigby's Wish)
[We fade-out white as we see a bunch of suburbans with people walking the trail on a dark, busiest night ever, until…]
Abraham Lincoln: Hey, it's RG-B2. Awesome!
Mordecai: Dude, your costume's, like, the best one out tonight.
Rigby: Thanks. It feels good to be at the top.
[Cut back to the inside of the Park house]
Rigby: Mm-hmm. Looking good, Kim. Why, thank you, Mario. Hmm! Ahh. That was cool. Thanks, Racki.
Racki: Um, if you could just wait till the end.
Rigby: Nah, I'm goo-- Aah!
[Rigby's eyes starting to be a glowing red-eye mirage as we cut back to the suburbans outside, until…]
Guy #1: Hey, look! That kid's dressed as a box of fart medicine.
[Three guys laugh altogether]
Rigby: Oh, no way! Where?
[Three guys gasp]
Mordecai: Oh, no, dude. You didn't paint the back?
Rigby: It looked done in the mirror.
Guy #2: Guess the Sweatpants Bandit got a tummy ache from too much candy.
Rigby: [gasps] That's you! You're the Sweatpants Bandit.
Mordecai: But I'm Super Mordecai.
Rigby: It's not his fault his mom made him wear layers!
Mordecai: It's gonna get really chilly out tonight.
Guy #3: [chuckles] Don't you mean windy? Pbht!
[Three man laughs altogether]
Rigby: Man. We can't even be cool on Halloween.
Guy #1: Hey, you wanna be cool? Go take a piece of candy from that house over there.
[Mordecai and Rigby turns to see a wooden, dark house and then thunder crashes]
Mordecai: [gulps] I'm okay with us not doing this, Rigby. I like who I am, and I don't need to prove--
Rigby: Don't embarrass me. Fine, we'll take some candy. Move your feet, Mordecai. They're watching.
Mordecai: [groans] I can't do it. Something might pop out. (sighs)
Rigby: Come on, what's gonna pop out? There's not even a scarecrow up there. It's just a bowl. Of candy.
Mordecai: Yeah.
[Wind whistles all of a sudden, until…]
Mordecai: You go first.
Rigby: [groans] Fine. I'll go first. (inhales deeply)
[Mordecai whimpers 2 times, then Rigby whimpers the second sequence, then Mordecai gasp-like screams fast, and last Rigby laughs]
Rigby: Gotcha!
[Rigby is about to take the candy, until Mordecai says…]
Mordecai: Oh, don't do that. Okay, we did it. See?
Guy #2: These kids are cooler than I thought.
Rigby: Yeah, that's right. We're so cool, we're taking the whole bowl.
[Door creaks as Mordecai and Rigby thinks there is a person inside the house]
Mordecai: Should've brought another pumpkin.
Guys: Huh?
[The three guys back up, until we cut Mordecai and Rigby laughing while the green hands were able to take the two, the three guys screams out of sight)
Mordecai and Rigby: Huh?
[Then we cut to the three guys running off as one man drops into a skateboard, then Mordecai and Rigby first screams and then whimpers into the house, then we cut inside the house as Mordecai and Rigby get thrown into a couch]
Chocolate Witch: So... you thought you could take more than one piece of candy, eh?
Rigby: No! I mean, yes!
Mordecai: Usually there's a "Take One" sign, so--
Chocolate Witch: Well, then, have some more.
[The chocolate witch drops some shaped chocolate, as Mordecai and Rigby both scream again]
Mordecai and Rigby: Huh?
Rigby: Whoa! It's all chocolate.
Mordecai: Really? We can eat this?
Chocolate Witch: Like a zombie eats his brother.
Mordecai: Okay. Interesting way to say yes. [chomps] Mmm.
Rigby: We thought for sure you were a scary witch who was gonna chop us up. [gulps] I'm glad you're just a harmless, old hag.
Chocolate Witch: Let my face be a lesson to always wear sunscreen.
Mordecai: Oh, I know. My mom's super good about reapplying too. [chomping]
Rigby: Hey, this is really good.
Mordecai: [gulps] Yeah. I mean, going back to the zombie thing earlier, it's a little weird how it's shaped like body parts, but it tastes so much better than what I'm used to. [chomps]
Chocolate Witch: That's because it's homemade.
[The Chocolate Witch switches a button to turn on the chocolate making machine. Suddenly, the machine usually works at such period.]
Rigby: Whoa! So cool. I guess you get into a lot of hobbies when you're so ugly that everyone's scared to talk...to...
Mordecai: Um...
[Mordecai gets turned into a chocolate after he eats a bit.]
Rigby: (gasps) Mordecai!
Mordecai: I can't feel my-- I can't feel my...chocolate.
Chocolate Witch: [laughs evilly] I know what you're thinking. "Oh, sugar! I 'nougat' something like this might happen."
Mordecai: No! That's not what I was thinking. Aah!
[The Chocolate Witch starts kidnapping Mordecai, and grabs him into the machine as Mordecai starts screaming in fear)
Rigby: No! Mordecai!
[Rigby grunts and gasps as he tries to rescue Mordecai, until his body parts, even his got turned into chocolate]
Rigby: Super Mordecai!
Chocolate Witch: Now with nuts. Parting is such sweet sorrow, isn't it?
Rigby: No! It isn't!
(The Chocolate Witch tries to kidnap Rigby as Rigby himself grunts and pants, along Rigby slacks the costume off to reveal the Chocolate Witch puts on Rigby's RG-B2 mask, and we cut back to outside, as Rigby runs down the stairs until the Chocolate Witch catches him]
Chocolate Witch: Hey, look at me! I hope you saved room for dessert!
Rigby: Stop talking!
(Rigby pants, whimpers and grunts as he got turned into chocolate, until we reveal some kids running to see a chocolate Rigby)
Kids: Ooh! Chocolate. What's that? What's this?
[The 4 kids eat the chocolate, while having their conversation to each other.]
Bear: Hey, Rigby's chocolate.
Abraham Lincoln: Yeah. He's so rich and smooth.
Dancer: Mmm.
Mermaid: He's straight-up delicious.
[Then we cut to the wide point of view to the kids.]
Kids: Mmm. Oh, yeah.
[Then we pan into a bush, to reveal the 3 guys, and one of them said…]
Guy #1: Whoa. Did that kid really turn into chocolate?
Guy #2: That's the coolest thing I've ever seen.
[Then we turned to see the other people, along with the 3 guys, all chomping Rigby that got turned into chocolate]
Guys: Rigby's the best. I want another piece of him.
[A bunch of people revealed to a chocolate Rigby, that frowns and got turned into a smile, like an evil genius, then we fade-in white. End of "Chocolatude".]
Epilogue
[Then we fade-out white to reveal the sequence, panning out a bit for the Park gang groaning suspicious.]
Rigby: Well, that's not exactly what I hoped for.
Skips: I think we can all agree that Racki the Wishmaker is terrifying.
Mordecai: Wait, what the...?
[Camera moves out, revealed as a wide angle zoom to the window]
Mordecai: Where's Racki?
[Cut to the outside window, The Park gang peeked-walked out, shockingly in horror. Then cut to an extremely embarrassing shot of the Park gang seeing Racki taking the Park property. Then another cut, Racki walks into the camera, almost terrific. Then another cut, Benson, Mordecai and Rigby are having a deal with Racki from outside.]
Benson: Hey! That's my wallet!
Rigby: And our TV!
[Cut to the Park exit sign, we see a truck moving in. Next cut is Rasta the Wishmaker speaking to Racki from outside.]
Rasta: Come on! Get in the truck, mon!
[Next cut, we see Racki holding the Park property, and then we see the Park gang running down the stairs, then we see Racki see the Park gang to try to catch him, and then he ran off until he hears Mordecai.]
Mordecai: Stop! Don't do it!
Rigby: Not with all our stuff!
(Racki laughs)
Racki: And the next time you'll see them is at the pawn shop for a hefty markup. So long, suckers! (laughs)
[Racki pulls the lever until he crashes the system to be almost destroyed, but his voice chip didn't stop being functional, and then we cut to Rex Wishmaker in the truck.]
Rex: Oh, no! Step on it, Rhombus!
[We move the camera to see Rhombus Wishmaker, then next cut, we see the truck moving away out of sight. Then, we see the next scene where the Park gang seriously talking to Racki for his horrible time.]
Benson: Looks like someone's wishes for riches has hit a few hitches.
Rigby: Dude, that sounds just like something Racki would say.
[The Park gang gives a serious laugh all together, then Racki laughs evilly in sequence.]
Benson: Wait, why are you laughing?
Racki: Because now you'll never get your security deposit back.
[Racki evilly laughs happily]
Benson: Nooooooo...
[We, fade-in white and fade-out white respectively, to cut to a store to see Benson's red eye glowing mirage, then we pan out that Benson is panting with his whole self, as after he pants with his whole self, he walks in to ask a clerk about Benson's wish.]
Clerk: How'd your wish for throwing the best ever Halloween party go?
Benson: Terrible. I'm not renting this thing if I can't get my deposit back. I'm taking my business to the trusty streamer store, thank you very much.
[Benson storms off]
Clerk: Come on, Racki! We'll never gonna be able to rent you out if you keep scaring off all the customers.
Racki: If rentals aren't arriving as desired, then perhaps your boss should have you fire--
[Electricity hums as the clerk pulls off the plug to shut down Racki for good]
Clerk: Dumb rapping robot.
[End of "Terror Tales of the Park V".]