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Strong Bad Email #121
Strong Bad proves he does more than just write e-mails, by showing everyone his part-time job!
Cast (In order of appearance): Strong Bad, Homestar Runner, The Cheat, Bubs, Coach Z, Pom Pom
Date: January 3rd, 2005
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Transcript
{As usual, Strong Bad is in front of his Lappy, checking his e-mail. Unlike usual, he does not seem to be in his basement, as he usually is.}
STRONG BAD: A lot of ladies and a lot of girls... some healthy ladies and some healthy girls!
Dear Strongbad, Do you do anything besides checking e-mails? Sincerely, Hunter
STRONG BAD: {typing} Waudju- gighi- ikuh... What do you mean do I do anything besides checking e-mails. 'Course I freakin' do! I do everything! Always! {clears the screen} Nature walks, Meet N' Greets, Bus Chucker Club, The League of Me and The Cheat Ice Cream Socials. Shut up! I even have a part-part-part-part-very part-time job, to which I am currently 15 minutes late.
{Cut to the lower area of Marzipan's kitchen. Strong Bad has apparently been checking this e-mail under Marzipan's kitchen desk. Homestar walks in, and is holding a tennis ball.}
{Strong Bad looks around in a panicked way.}
HOMESTAR RUNNER: This is perfect! Just perfect! I couldn't be happier with my new invention! I'll call it... the Super Question Machine!
STRONG BAD: {whispering} I gotta try to sneak out of here without Homestar noticing me.
{Homestar sets his "invention" down on the table.}
HOMESTAR RUNNER: Yeah you do.
STRONG BAD: I gotta think of some kind of diversion...
{The Cheat walks in, humming to himself, wearing a top hat entitled "Tito" and a bowtie, and holding a cane. Homestar turns around to look at him. The camera pans left. The Cheat begins doing a dance.}
HOMESTAR RUNNER: Oh, wow! What a great new invention!
{Strong Bad crawls out from under the table, and gives The Cheat the thumbs up.}
STRONG BAD: Nice work, The Cheat!
{He proceeds to crawl away, while The Cheat's still humming.}
{Cut to Bubs' empty concession stand.}
STRONG BAD: {quietly while peeking out from the corner} This is perfect! Bubs must be passed out on the floor again.
{Strong Bad disappears behind the screen, and begins walking toward the Stand.}
STRONG BAD: {singing} Comin' in to work on time..
{Bubs pops up from under the counter. Strong Bad lets out a short yell.}
BUBS: Aha!
STRONG BAD: {Yells, then stutters a little.}
BUBS: Late again, Strong Bad. I'm not running a country club, you know.
STRONG BAD: {Quickly} But Mr. Bubs, I was just-
BUBS: {Interrupts} Wastin' time on that email show of yours again. That mess'll never get you anywhere!
STRONG BAD: Yes it will! You'll see! I'm gonna be big one day. I'm gonna be a famous email checker.
BUBS: And I'm gonna be two times two. Now put on your uniform and get to work!
STRONG BAD: You're gonna be what?
{The screen fades out and resumes to Strong Bad in a hot dog costume, which has been combined with a clown's in front of Bubs's stand.}
STRONG BAD: That's right! Come on down to Bubs's and get you a free cup of ice with purchase of deluxe cup of ice for equal or lesser value.
BUBS: No, no. Work it, son, work it!
{Strong Bad begins dancing and humming.}
BUBS: That's it, that's it! Look out for Number 1!
{Coach Z walks in.}
COACH Z: Hey, it's the hot dog clown! What fun!
{Pom Pom's silhouette merges in.}
COACH Z: Pom Pom, take a picture of me with the hot dog clown. It'll be classic!
{Pom Pom bubbles, and takes out a camera. A huge flash is seen, and a camera shutter sound is heard. Coach Z falls over, leaning on Strong Bad.}
{The camera zooms in to Bubs.}
STRONG BAD: Pictures with the hot dog clown ain't free! Fifty bucks! Sixty bucks! Get back here and let me confiscate your film. {The camera zooms back out to the four of them.
COACH Z: {running} Charge, Pom Pom! {He and Pom Pom run off screen.}
STRONG BAD: It's a great day at Bubs' Concession Stand! Sign up now for giving us money.
BUBS: Now isn't this better than sitting at your desk answerin' emails?
STRONG BAD: Actually I was sitting under a kitchen table this week and.. uh oh! The Lappy's almost out of juice! I need to get back and end this email! Uhh.. say Bubs, I'm gonna need now off. Is that cool?
BUBS: Is Strong Sad cool?
STRONG BAD: Oh come on.
BUBS: You know all my policies! I'm not running a country club, you know.
STRONG BAD: Okay then I quit.
BUBS: Fine! But don't even think about swiping that costume!
STRONG BAD: You made me buy this costume, remember?
BUBS: Oh. Right. Well then pleasure doing business with you.
{Strong Bad runs off in the costume.}
{We cut back to the kitchen, where The Cheat has fallen over, still humming, and Homestar is standing over him. Strong Bad crawls back in.}
HOMESTAR RUNNER: This is the most amazing undersea epic ever filmed.
STRONG BAD: {typing} See, Hunter? I got all types of stuff going on. I've got so many facets, you don't even know what facets are. I'm like a hundredaire socialite out on the sce-
{The Lappy powers down.}
STRONG BAD: Oh great. The battery ran out. I gotta figure out a way to end this email.
HOMESTAR RUNNER: Yeah you do.
{Cut to a microwave. Strong Sad slaps a paper on it with some text and a picture of him on it.}
yeah buddy, i have muscles! ps: preeeeow
{The Paper DOES NOT come down on its own!}
Easter Eggs
- Click on "Bus Chucker Club" to see a post-it of Strong Bad's member badge.
- Click on "preeeow" to make The Paper come down.
- Click on Power to watch an extra scene with Strong Bad and Bubs.
- Click on Broast to see "Hundredaire Socialite magazine"
Fun Facts
- "preeeow" is a reference to haircut.
- "What do you mean do I do anything besides checking e-mails" is a question and Strong Bad didn't use a question mark.
- The paper Strong Bad is holding at his job actually says "Get you a free cup of ice with purchase of deluxe cup of ice of equal or lesser value. Bubs' Concession Stand"
- ITS A FAN FICTION!
Glitches
- After watching the "Power easter egg, " the paper comes down even though you haven't clicked on preeeow.
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