The Castle

Frantic Morning



 * Quick! We have to get dressed, eat breakfast and get to school on time, or Mom's gonna kick our butts! Good thing I slept in my clothes!


 * Hey, those are my clothes!


 * No time to change, you put on mine!




 * Dude, wait up, I can't walk here.




 * Hm, that worked out better than I expected.


 * You're wasting time!




 * We have to go faster! Spread the toothpaste on the toast, put the cartoons on fast-forward and give me a milk shower.




 * Dude, it's Saturday...




 * And it's Dad who's looking after us.




 * Ahh... I was hoping you'd do that.

Shopping With Dad



 * I love hanging out at the mall with Mr. Dad.


 * I know, right? You stay in your pajamas, eat junk food all day, and get anything you ask for. It's like a really trashy Christmas.




 * Hey, Dad, can I have twenty bucks to get my eyebrow pierced?


 * First, I need to ask you one question, young man. Are you ready for the responsibility of how awesomely cool this is going to make you?


 * Yes, father. I am.




 * Then take this twenty, and may radness illuminate your path.


 * Uh, are you seriously letting your child get one of his eyebrows pierced?!


 * You're right, take forty. Get both, that's much cooler.


 * Thanks Dad!


 * Ugh, come on, Harold. Let's go.




 * Harold!




 * Dad, can we get this tape?


 * Why?


 * To fix stuff.


 * But nothing's broken!


 * Yeah, but Darwin also wants to get this hammer.




 * I'm not buying you a hammer... until we test out how fun it is gonna be first!




 * Wait... aren't we gonna have to pay for all this?


 * You don't have to, they're free samples.


 * and : Oh!




 * Where's your piercing?


 * I got the anti-wrinkle injections instead.


 * Really?




 * I'm bored now. Let's go home.


 * What about the groceries?




 * Hey! That´s my shopping!


 * Oh, well, I'm sorry. Did you pay for this?


 * Hmm.... No.


 * Then it´s not yours, is it?


 * Eh--eh--eh--eh--oh.




 * Boop... boop... boop... boooop!




 * Richard: Whooooooo!




 * Hey! you can't do that!


 * Of course we can! Everything is allowed with my dad!

Lunch



 * Boom-A!!




 * We home alone with Dad so I make me own lunch.
 * I can eat what I want so I take the best munch.
 * I pick up ham and chocolate chips and stick 'em in the bread.
 * It need a lickle sauce, I say maple and red.


 * and : Boom!


 * Dude, have you noticed that your voice has changed?


 * What, you mean I sound like a man and you squeal like a piglet on helium?


 * You take that back!


 * (laughs) Sure, when you ask me like a man.


 * (screaming) I AM A MAN!


 * Really, cos right now you sound like a mouse whose parachute won't open.




 * : (TV) You have won this antique crystal decanter worth over ten-thous-
 * : (TV) You have won this antique crystal decanter worth over ten-thous-
 * : (TV) You have won this antique crystal decanter worth over ten-thous-








 * : Ugh! Okay, okay, I take it back. Man, my ears are still ringing.




 * : ah, there it is again.


 * : Lord Watterson, the word on the streets of Elmore is that: yours is a house with no rules. I humbly request asylum in your house of freedom.


 * : What?


 * : Everyone on Elmore is talking about how lay back you guys are. Can I hang out in your house? I'm not allowed to be myself at home.


 * : I hereby grant thee the most cherish wish.


 * : What?


 * : That means yes.

The House of Freedom



 * : I'm starting to see why your family won't let you be yourself.


 * : (Poking Gumball's face) I like touching things.


 * : (mixing his snack) To be honest, I'm more annoyed at the others.




 * : (Shouting) THIS HOUSE IS GREAT! NOBODY IS NEVER ALLOWED TO SHOUT. I WORK IN THE LIBRARY, YOU SEE?


 * : (Looting) Yeah, they don't judge you. Which is great, 'cause usually judges don't like me.




 * : Ah, finally a place where I am not pressured by society to be beautiful


 * : (Drinking) You don't look that different


 * : I haven't taken off my makeup yet






 * : How about you?
 * : (Takes his buns off) I just came here 'cause people don't like when I'm naked


 * : You know it was just covering your back, right?


 * Yeah.






 * : I thought you were somekind a vegetarian eto warrior?


 * : Well at least I can get that russian superiority for making other people feel guilty.




 * : Hey dude, I hope you don't mind. I invited a few friends to the party


 * : Uhm, before we open that door. Please define a few.


 * : Like, a bunch?


 * : And by that you mean?


 * : You know, Some?


 * : Give me a bold, hard figure.


 * : Several?


 * : I'm sure that's fine.




 * : Whoa...


 * : We need to talk.






 * : Your too nice dad. It was fun when it was just the three of us abusing how easy-going your are, but this has gone too far.


 * : (inside) Hey, go poke yourself.




 * : Gumbal is right. You need to show some authority and tell these people to go. We learned our lesson today: Freedom is a beautifull thing, but too much of it is... Hold on a second.  AND STOP POKING PEOP...


 * : You need to learn how to be less cool. Practice on gumball.


 * : Hey dad, can I have a flare gun?




 * : Remember, you have to say no.




 * : I think we can say if we say it's not his nature to say no.








 * : Hey, those are my clothes.


 * : Not anymore! ah ha ha ha ha...


 * : EVERYONE, STOP!


 * : I SAID STOP!


 * : STOP!!!


 * : (Shouts) SHUT UP, THE KID HAS SOMETHING TO SAY!


 * : Thank you. Now, what I wanted to say is that...


 * : PAY ATTENTION EVERYONE! THIS MIGHT BE IMPORTANT!


 * : (Clears his throat) As I was saying...


 * : LISTEN CLOSELY, HIS ABOUT TO SPEAK!


 * : (Sighs) I just wanted to say...


 * : ANY MINUTE NOW!


 * : DO YOU MIND?! Okay, I know it's...


 * : SORRY!


 * : (Inhales) I know it feels great to be allowed to do whatever you want. Until now I hated rules like all of you. Freedom is beautiful, the problem is: with too much freedom...


 * : THIS LITTLE TORRID IS TRYING TO STEAL OUR FREEDOM!




 * : You can't throw us out. This is our house!.


 * Everyone inside: Not anymore!


 * : That's it, I'm calling the police.




 * : Hi, police? Come over and see me calling. A bunch of people stole our house and won't let us in.


 * : (Inside Watterson's house) Sorry, I can't hear you. I'm at a party in the Watterson's house. You should come, there's no rules here. (through the payphone) ah ha ha. This is the police won't be of much help.


 * : Come on dad, go get our house back!


 * : I'm gonna do this. I'm gonna rupture that door. I am now a bunny. (runing to the door) I am a cannonbaaa......ll


 * : Who am I kidding? That's solid oak for a door. Like breaking through my face.


 * : Half an hour of heavy breathing and pep talking for this? Just use use me as a ram guys.


 * , and : (running to the door with gumball as a ram) aaaaaaaaaah...






 * : Oh, This is all my fault. It's because I have not authority. If I wasn't such a lean-eating slacker, none of this would have happened.




 * : Yeah, that's true


 * : Uh huh


 * : Yup


 * : Oh come on, you were suppose say: "No dad, we're all responsible" then we would hug, and I will feel less guilty.


 * : Hm... Nah, this one is definitely on you.




 * : (singing holding the credit card) Oh oh ohhh oh.


 * : (singing) Oh oh ohhh oh.


 * : (On the phone) Hello, sir. I would like to order 2000 pizzas please.


 * : Hey, give that back! aaah (attempts to break the door the same as earlier and fails)


 * : Hold on, I think that guy gave me an idea.






 * : Yes, Pizza! thanks man, here's a tip.


 * : Here's your receipt.


 * : Uhm, you can keep it.


 * : Please allow us... (Gumball is punched inside) Ah! ...me. Please let me, help you with that.
 * : Please allow us... (Gumball is punched inside) Ah! ...me. Please let me, help you with that.
 * : Please allow us... (Gumball is punched inside) Ah! ...me. Please let me, help you with that.


 * : Wait a mintue, how come this is so heavy? these boxes are empty.


 * : (Mouth full) Surprise! In your sausage face. We're getting our house back. Dragon style!


 * : Come on, be cool man. Please let us hang out.


 * : Well, I suppose since you're asking nicely...


 * : Ehem (The three looking angrily)


 * : But I'll have to say... (struggles) I'll have to say... (struggles) I'll have to say... (struggles)


 * : I'll have to say no. A man's house is his castle, and which is my house, my castle. So get out of here! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!


 * : Or what?



The Ruthless Ruler

 * : I don't understand, we did everything right.


 * : Yeah, you turned responsible and showed some backbone. I don't get it.


 * : Hmm... something's missing, somekind a ruthless ruler.


 * : Yeah, a wrathful divinity that could crush this joyful chaos with one hit of its iron fist. Someone like...












 * : (Scary voice) You are going to clean this place until it looks better then when you arrived. Then you will leave, and never come back.


 * : Pfft,or what?