The High-Five of Doom/Fly Burgers

Filburt Turtle: Hi, Rocko! Hi, Heff!

Heffer Wolfe: Hello, "Filburt", if that is your real name.

Rocko: Uh, do you have any plans for later?

Filburt Turtle: Plans?

Heffer Wolfe: Oh, you know. Go to the park? See a movie? BURST OUT OF SOMEONE'S CHEST!

Filburt Turtle: No. Just a quiet afternoon at home. Alone. Minding my own business.

Rocko: Heff!

Heffer Wolfe: So, Filb, uh... Klaatu barada nikto! Hmm?

Filburt Turtle: Huh?

Rocko: What?

Heffer Wolfe: It's alien language. I saw it in a sci-fi movie

Rocko: Heffer, I think we'd better go.

Heffer Wolfe: Hey, how come all you turtles eat at Chewy Chicken, huh?

Filburt Turtle: Well, it's the only place in town that serves a good lettuce torte with broccoli squeezies.

Heffer Wolfe: Broccoli squeezies my butt!

Rocko: We're definitely going now!

[pushes Heffer out of the restaurant]

Heffer Wolfe: You can't fool me! I know this place is just a front! Chewy Chicken is people! Chewy Chicken is people! CHEWY CHICKEN IS PEOPLE!

Chicken Father: Phew! That's a relief!