Mok:
Evil spelled backward is "live," and we all want to live, don't we?
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:
Enough about them, let's talk about you. What did you think of my last album?
Angel:
I loved it!
Omar:
I bought it too; my gerbil uses it for a room divider.
Dizzy:
Nuke York's only three days away.
Stretch:
Gonna take us six days. We only got half a car left.
Omar:
Look. It's a waste of time to creep around this depravos mansion, escorted by two of Mother Nature's finest freaks!
[Toad enters from behind Omar, who doesn't notice him at first]
Toad:
[angry] THREE.
Omar:
Huh?
Toad:
[angry] THREE.
Omar:
Oh. *This* one talks in numbers!
Toad:
[threateningly] Words to the wise, guy. Be nice, or be dog food. Follow?
Toad:
Words to the wise-guy - be nice, or be dog food! Follow?
[holding broken steering wheel after crashing his car into a fountain]
Stretch:
Oh *no*! This is my car! My wheels! My *voltage wagon*!
Carnegie Hall Groupie:
...and it smelled just like cleaning fluid and made me wanna like WAX THE FLOOR. So like can someone tell me like, is this concert for real, or it it just another rip off?
Mok:
She can sing, or she can scream. But she still pissed me off.
[Mok kisses Angel's hand]
Omar:
You'd better put some antiseptic on that before it festers.
[Omar comments on Mok's opulent and gigantic mansion]
Omar:
Welcome to the modest house of Mok!
Toad:
Make yourselves at home.
[Omar jumps onto the couch, gets caught by Toad]
Toad:
Except you.
Omar:
It was the freak reference, wasn't it?
Toad:
You gonna apologize, rude boy?
Omar:
I'm sorry...
[quickly]
Omar:
... dogbreath dicknose!
Toad:
[enraged] Why you...!
Mok:
Allow me to introduce the Rollerskating Schlepper Brothers: Toad, Sleazy and Zip. Mes assistants stupide.
Zip:
[dreamily] I just love it when he talks French
[Dizzy is sneaking away]
Sleazy:
Where's the fat one?
Dizzy:
[insulted] "Fat one"?
Mok:
Open your eyes! Accept my offer.
Angel:
No, Mok. I couldn't leave them for anything.
Mok:
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I didn't offer you ANYTHING. I offer you EVERYTHING!
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Angel:
No!
Mok:
[vanishes] Too bad. But we all have our illusions, far be it for me to take away yours.
Angel:
[seductively] Let's go away together.
Mok:
Fiji? Disneyland?... Fantasy Island?
[News broadcast of the Carnegie Hall disaster]
Jake's Girl:
I dunno about this, Jake, nobody seems to be buying these "I survived the Mok concert" T-shirts.
TIX News Reporter:
KIX morning news update. Mok's promise to rewrite rock history was prematurely and tragically interrupted last night when an overwhelming power surge totally destroyed Carnage Hall and blacked out the entire city. Survivors described the destruction as "evil," "spooky," and "wow, bad karma, man."
[Mok's Armageddon demon has appeared]
Stretch:
Oh Diz! What is it?
Dizzy:
Whatever it is, it's evil.
[Toad approaches Mok ominously from behind]
Toad:
[growling] My brother's dead!
[Toad picks Mok up over his head]
Mok:
[screaming] You can't do this to me!
[Toad hurls Mok into the demonic dimensional portal]
Mok:
[screaming] I... am... Mok!
[last lines]
Mylar:
Fabuloso! I put those two kids together, and what to you get? How about that show! Good night, Mok, where ever you are. Just kidding folks, he's just backstage... er, I think. You get the greatest show ever! Let's hear it for these kids, and hope that this never happens again!
Drug Pusher in Club:
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