♪ I'M GOIN' DOWN TO SOUTH PARK ♪
♪ GONNA HAVE MYSELF A TIME ♪
♪ FRIENDLY FACES EVERYWHERE ♪
♪ HUMBLE FOLKS WITHOUT TEMPTATION ♪
♪ I'M GOIN' DOWN TO SOUTH PARK ♪
♪ GONNA LEAVE MY WOES BEHIND ♪
♪ AMPLE PARKING DAY OR NIGHT, PEOPLE SPOUTING HOWDY NEIGHBOR ♪
♪ HEADIN' ON UP TO SOUTH PARK, GONNA SEE IF I CAN'T UNWIND ♪
♪ [muffIed] ♪
♪ COME ON DOWN TO SOUTH PARK AND MEET SOME FRIENDS OF MINE ♪
[mysterious music]
- I AM MYSTERION.
THOUGH ONLY NINE YEARS OLD,
I DEDICATE MY LIFE TO HELPING PEOPLE...
WHEN I AM NOT IN SCHOOL.
FOR MONTHS NOW, I HAVE BEEN PROTECTING MY TOWN FROM CRIME.
BUT NOW, SOMETHING HAS HAPPENED
WHICH EVEN I CANNOT FIGHT ALONE.
THE BP OIL COMPANY HAS DRILLED
AND CAUSED A SPILL IN THE GULF LIKE NO OTHER.
THE PRESIDENT OF BP APOLOGIZED.
- WE'RE SORRY.
- BUT THEY DRILLED AGAIN
AND TORE OPEN A PORTAL INTO ANOTHER DIMENSION.
[creatures growl]
- WE'RE SORRY.
- CREATURES FROM THAT DIMENSION
ARE NOW WREAKING HAVOC IN THE GULF.
BP TRIED TO SOLVE THE PROBLEM BY DRILLING ON THE MOON,
BUT INSTEAD, THEY CAUSED THE DARK LORD CTHULHU TO EMERGE.
- [muffIed roar]
- SORRY.
- I HAVE JOINED FORCES
WITH OTHER SUPERHEROES IN MY NEIGHBORHOOD
TO HELP SAVE THE GULF.
BUT EVEN THE OTHER HEROES DO NOT KNOW,
THAT UNLIKE THEM, I DO HAVE A POWER.
A POWER THEY WILL NOW BEGIN TO UNDERSTAND.
AND ALL WILL KNOW WHO AND WHAT I TRULY AM.
- JUST TERRIFIC WHAT YOU BOYS ARE DOING.
- THANK YOU, MA'AM.
- I'LL TAKE 20 LEMON BARS, YOU LITTLE RASCALS!
- A TERRIFIC HUMAN INTEREST STORY HERE, TOM.
AS AMERICA WONDERS
WHAT HAPPENED TO CAPTAIN HINDSIGHT,
SOME COLORADO KIDS ARE BEING
A LITTLE "SUPER HUMAN" THEMSELVES.
THEY CALL THEMSELVES COON AND FRIENDS,
AND THEY'VE BEEN BAKING AND SELLING LEMON BARS
TO HELP AID THOSE AFFECTED IN THE GULF CRISIS.
- WE BELIEVE THAT EVERY LITTLE BIT HELPS.
- THEIR LITTLE SUPER CLUB
CONSISTS OF SEVEN YOUNG HEROES.
- TOOLSHED!
- THE HUMAN KITE!
- MYSTERION!
- TUPPERWARE!
- MOSQUITO!
- TIMMY!
- MINTBERRY CRRRUNCH!
- THE BOYS STATED THAT THERE USED TO ALSO BE
A HERO NAMED THE COON ACTUALLY IN THE GROUP,
BUT THEY LET HIM GO BECAUSE HE WAS BEING, QUOTE,
"A DICK."
- MYSTERION, IF CARTMAN'S GONE,
WHY ARE WE STILL CALLING OURSELVES COON AND FRIENDS?
- BECAUSE IT PISSES CARTMAN OFF BEYOND BELIEF...
[chuckling] AND I FIND THAT EXTREMELY FUNNY.
[rattIing on PA]
- PASSENGERS WAITING FOR FLIGHT 73 TO NEW ORLEANS,
WE THANK YOU FOR YOUR PATIENCE,
BUT THE CONDITIONS IN THE GULF
ARE STILL DELAYING OUR DEPARTURE.
UNFORTUNATELY, WE'VE JUST BEEN INFORMED
THAT THE DARK LORD CTHULHU HAS SHAT ON THE RUNWAY
AT THE NEW ORLEANS AIRPORT,
AND WE'LL BE DELAYED AT LEAST ANOTHER HOUR.
passengers: AWWW!
- COME ON, PEOPLE!
SOME OF US NEED TO GET TO NEW ORLEANS NOW!
YES, YES, I AM THE COON.
- THE COON? I'VE HEARD OF THAT!
- YOU HAVE? - I SAW ON TV!
THAT SUPERHERO GROUP THAT'S HELPING WITH THE GULF SPILL!
COON AND FRIENDS!
- ACTUALLY, I'M NO LONGER WITH COON AND FRIENDS.
I WORK ON MY OWN NOW.
- CAN I ASK YOU A QUESTION? - YES, OF COURSE.
- DO YOU KNOW MINTBERRY CRUNCH?
WHAT'S HE LIKE?
UNH! AAAAAH!
[momentous music]
- THE EVIL GIRL VILLAIN FOUGHT WITH ALL HER MIGHT,
BUT THE COON WAS TOO MUCH FOR HER.
AS PEOPLE LOOKED ON AND CHEERED FOR THE COON,
HE CLAWED AND PUNCHED THE VILLAIN'S STUPID, FAT FACE.
THIS FIGHT WOULD NOT BE THE LAST, THE COON THOUGHT.
NEXT STOP, NEW ORLEANS.
- THAT'S ALMOST IT, SUPERHEROES!
WE'RE ABOUT OUT OF LEMON BARS!
- WELL THEN, PERHAPS WE SHOULD RETURN
TO OUR SECRET BASE AND BAKE SOME MORE!
- TIMMY!
- I'LL TAKE 10 LEMON BARS! - TEN. YES, SIR!
- THAT'S DEFINITELY THE LAST OF 'EM!
- YOU'LL NEVER STOP HIM, YOU KNOW.
[suspenseful music]
- STOP WHO?
- THE GREAT ONE. CTHULHU.
HE HAS RISEN, AND SOON ALL WILL BE UNDER HIS RULE.
IT HAS ALL BEEN FORETOLD INTHE NECRONOMICON.
HAIL CTHULHU!
THE DARKNESS OF THE MYTHOS IS FINALLY HERE!
OH, MAN, THESE ARE REALLY GOOD LEMON BARS.
-THE NECRONOMICON?
- WHAT'S THE MYTHOS?
- I DON'T KNOW, BUT I THINK WE BETTER FIND OUT.
- ALRIGHT, SUPERHEROES, BACK TO OUR SECRET BASE!
- MINTBERRY CRUNCH!
- WHAT THE HELL?
- I KNEW IT!
CARTMAN TORE OUR BASE UP. ZZZT!
- NOT CARTMAN.
- WHAT DO YOU MEAN "NOT CARTMAN," DUDE?
- WHOEVER DID THIS TO OUR BASE WAS LOOKING FOR SOMETHING.
[gun cocks] - DON'T ANYBODY MOVE!
SO YOU'RE THE SUPERHEROES TRYING TO BLACKMAIL ME!
- OH, DUDE, IT'S CAPTAIN HINDSIGHT.
- CAPTAIN HINDSIGHT! THE HERO OF THE MODERN AGE!
ONCE A REPORTER FOR THE NATIONAL NEWS,
JACK BROLIN ALWAYS HAD A KNACK FOR HINDSIGHT.
WANTING TO BECOME
THE BEST KNOWN REPORTER IN THE COUNTRY,
JACK TRIED AN EXPERIMENT TO BOOST HIS HINDSIGHT LEVELS.
BUT THEN A FREAKISH ACCIDENT OCCURRED
WHEN A RETROACTIVE SPIDER GOT INTO THE EQUIPMENT.
THE REPORTER'S HINDSIGHT WAS BLASTED TO SUPERHUMAN LEVELS.
FOR MONTHS HE WAS ABLE TO USE HIS NEW POWERS FOR GOOD,
FIGHTING FOR PEACE AND THE AMERICAN WAY,
WITH HIS THREE TRUSTY COMPANIONS,
SHOULDA, COULDA, AND WOULDA.
BUT NOW THE HINDSIGHT THAT HAS SAVED SO MANY
THREATENS TO CONSUME JACK'S VERY SOUL.
IT'S CAPTAIN HINDSIGHT!
- [slurred] I SHOULD'VE NEVER MIXED
VODKA AND JACK DANIELS.
I SHOULD'VE JUST GONE TO BED LAST NIGHT.
- UM, DUDE, ARE YOU OKAY?
- WHERE ARE THE PICTURES?
GIVE EVERY COPY OF THE PICTURES TO ME NOW!
- P-PLEASE, SIR, WE DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN!
- YOU GOT PICTURES OF ME HAVING SEX WITH COURTNEY LOVE!
- UHHH-OHHH.
- CHAOS, WHY DID YOU TAKE THOSE PICTURES?
- BUT I--BUT THE COON SAID IF I TOOK THE PICTURES,
HE'D LET ME GO HOME.
AND I'VE MISSED LIKE FOUR DAYS OF SCHOOL NOW 'CAUSE--
- ALL RIGHT, ENOUGH! WHAT'S GOING ON?
- HINDSIGHT, THAT ISN'T COURTNEY LOVE.
OUR FORMER MEMBER, THE COON, TRICKED YOU.
- IT'S NOT COURTNEY LOVE?
- PLEASE, SIR. PUT DOWN THE GUN.
- NO! WHAT IF I PUT DOWN THE GUN
AND THEN REALIZE I SHOULDN'T HAVE?
- LOOK DUDE, WE DON'T NEED TO PLAY SUPERHERO ANYMORE.
WE CAN JUST GO HOME. - NO!
BECAUSE I COULD REALIZE I SHOULD HAVE KILLED YOU ALL!
- THEN DO IT!
PULL THE TRIGGER, HINDSIGHT!
IF YOU DON'T BELIEVE US, THEN YOU DON'T HAVE A CHOICE!
PULL THE TRIGGER, YOU PUSSY!
- DUDE, KENNY, CHILL OUT.
- YOU GUYS GO! I'LL DEAL WITH THIS PRICK.
- UH, OKAY, IF YOU INSIST. SEE YA, KENNY.
- MY MOM DID TELL ME I HAVE TO BE HOME BY 5:00.
- I SAID IT'S FINE. JUST GO!
- UH, TEXT ME LATER, KENNY,
IF YOU WANNA, LIKE, PLAY BASKETBALL OR SOMETHING.
[people screaming]
- CTHULHU!
CTHULHU! DUDE, OVER HERE!
HEY, CTHULHU. WHAT'S UP?
YES, IT IS ME, THE COON!
BUT DON'T WORRY.
I'M ACTUALLY NOT HERE TO FIGHT YOU!
WE ARE NOT SO DIFFERENT, CTHULHU.
THOUGH I AM A SUPERHERO
AND YOU ARE A DARK GOD FROM ANOTHER DIMENSION,
PERHAPS WE CAN WORK TOGETHER.
I KNOW HOW IT FEELS
TO WANT TO TAKE OVER AND RULE THE EARTH
AND HAVE EVERYONE ELSE BE YOUR SLAVES.
I DO, BRO.
BUT THERE'S A GROUP OF SUPERHUMANS
WHO ARE GOING TO STOP AT NOTHING TO STOP YOU!
[dramatic music]
GOOD, I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION.
THE SUPERHUMANS I SPEAK OF
ARE RIGHT NOW WORKING ON PLANS TO DESTROY YOU.
THEY RESIDE IN COLORADO, AND THEY ARE FUCKING ASSHOLES
AND THEY ALL DESERVE TO BE SENT INTO A DARK OBLIVION!
YOU CAN DO THAT, RIGHT?
SEND PEOPLE INTO A DARK OBLIVION?
'CAUSE THAT'S WHAT THOSE BUTTHOLES DESERVE!
NO, DUDE! DUDE, COLORADO IS THAT WAY!
WHERE ARE YOU GOING?
GOD DAMN IT, WHY DON'T DARK LORDS FUCKIN' LISTEN?
- IT DOESN'T MATTER.
EVEN IF THE PICTURES ARE FAKE,
I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!
DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT A CURSE IT IS
TO HAVE PERFECT 20/20 HINDSIGHT?
AS SOON AS SOMETHING BAD HAPPENS,
I IMMEDIATELY KNOW HOW IT COULD HAVE BEEN AVOIDED.
I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE.
- PEOPLE NEED YOU, HINDSIGHT.
WITHOUT YOU, THEY FEEL HELPLESS AND STUPID.
- WELL, I DON'T WANT THE POWER ANYMORE, ALL RIGHT?
- YOU THINK YOUR POWER IS A CURSE?
LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING ABOUT CURSES, BUTTLICKER.
BECAUSE THERE ARE SOME SUPERPOWERS
THAT MAKE YOURS LOOK LIKE NOTHING.
TRUST ME, I KNOW.
- WHAT--WHAT IS YOUR POWER?
- I CAN'T DIE.
[dramatic music]
I'VE EXPERIENCED DEATH. COUNTLESS TIMES.
SOMETIMES I SEE A BRIGHT LIGHT.
SOMETIMES I SEE HEAVEN OR HELL,
BUT EVENTUALLY, NO MATTER WHAT,
I WAKE UP IN MY BED, WEARING MY SAME OLD CLOTHES.
AND THE WORST PART...
NOBODY EVEN REMEMBERS ME DYING.
I GO TO SCHOOL THE NEXT DAY,
AND EVERYONE IS JUST LIKE, "OH, HEY, KENNY."
EVEN IF THEY HAD SEEN ME GET DECAPITATED
WITH THEIR OWN EYES.
YOU WANNA WHINE ABOUT CURSES, HINDSIGHT?
YOU'RE TALKING TO THE WRONG FUCKIN' COWBOY.
- AND NOW, A SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT
FROM THE PRESIDENT OF BP AND DP.
- HELLO. I'M TONY HAYWARD.
THE TRAGIC SPILL IN THE GULF
IS A DISASTER THAT SHOULD'VE NEVER HAPPENED.
AND AS HEAD OF THE OIL COMPANY RESPONSIBLE,
I WOULD LIKE TO SAY... WHAT SHOULD I DO?
SHOULD I ADMIT WE'VE MADE MISTAKES?
SHOULD I REMIND YOU WE'VE DONE THIS BEFORE?
WHAT SHOULD I DO?
SHOULD I FIND NEWER AND BETTER WAYS TO SAY I'M SORRY?
[noisemaker blows, peopIe cheer]
WE'RE SORRY.
- SHOULD I REALLY BELIEVE I'VE RUINED MY LEGACY?
WHAT SHOULD I DO? - WHAT SHOULD I DO?
SHOULD I FORGET ABOUT THE PAST
AND NOT CARE ABOUT MY POWERS?
- OR SHOULD I TELL YOU, I AM NOT A ROLE MODEL?
[chime]
- SERIOUSLY, WHAT SHOULD I DO?
- SHOULD I ACCEPT MY ROLE AS THE VILLAIN?
- MAYBE I SHOULD JUST DISAPPEAR.
- SHOULD I NOT HAVE LISTENED TO MY TECHNICIANS
WHO SAID A SPILL WOULDN'T HAPPEN?
THEY'RE MY TECHNICIANS! [chime]
- HINDSIGHT'S A BITCH, ISN'T IT?
- SHOULD I JUST APOLOGIZE TO MY FRIENDS
AND ASK THEM TO TAKE ME BACK?
TELL THEM THAT I WAS BEING A SELFISH JERK?
WHAT SHOULD I DO?
- SHOULD I GET BACK IN THE CHAIR,
REMOVE MY POWERS AND JUST GO BACK TO
BEING A SIMPLE REPORTER?
- SHOULD I ADMIT I WAS WRONG,
ASK FOR EVERYONE'S FORGIVENESS,
AND GO BACK TO MY ORIGINAL TEAM?
NAH, SCREW THAT.
I'M JUST GONNA KEEP BEING A FUCKING DICK.
- ALL RIGHT, SUPERHEROES!
WE'VE GOT TO FIND OUT MORE
ABOUT THIS NECRONOMICON THING!
- RIGHT, TOOLSHED! ZZZT!
- HERE WE GO!
THE NECRONOMICON CONTAINS AN ACCOUNT OF THE OLD ONES,
THEIR HISTORY, AND THE MEANS FOR SUMMONING THEM.
- IT IS USED BY CULTS AROUND THE WORLD,
MOST NOTABLY, THE CULT OF CTHULHU.
- AH-HA!
THAT'S THE CULT THE CREEPY MAN TALKED ABOUT, HEROES!
UH, YOU OKAY, MYSTERION?
- I'M FINE.
- TEN ARRESTED IN SOUTH PARK FOR CULTIST ACTIVITY.
THIS IS FROM, LIKE, TEN YEARS AGO.
- SO THESE PEOPLE HAVE BEEN WAITING
FOR CTHULHU A LONG TIME.
- HEY, WAIT A MINUTE.
DUDE! MYSTERION, IT'S YOUR PARENTS!
- UH, WHAT?
[Kenny's voice] WHAT THE FUCK?
[Mysterion's voice] I MEAN, WHAT THE FUCK?
[knock on door] - CLYDE!
CLYDE, I TOLD YOU THIS MORNING TO TAKE THE GARBAGE OUT.
[knock on door]
CLYDE, DO YOU HEAR ME?
- OKAY, MOM. JUST GIMME TWO MINUTES.
NAG, NAG, NAG. ZZZT!
- CONVINCING A GIANT CREATURE FROM ANOTHER DIMENSION
TO DO WHAT YOU WANT IS NO EASY TASK.
AFTER DAYS OF KILLING AND CONQUERING,
CTHULHU IS AT REST.
NOW IS MY CHANCE TO MAKE A MOVE.
PERHAPS LAST TIME
I WAS TOO FORCEFUL WITH THE DARK GOD,
TOO DEMANDING.
TO GET WHAT IT WANTS,
SOMETIMES A COON MUST BE ON THE ATTACK AND VICIOUS!
BUT SOMETIMES, A COON MUST BE CUDDLY AND CUTE.
TIME FOR ME TO TRY AND MANIPULATE
THE MOST EVIL THING IN ALL THE UNIVERSE.
[The Coon giggIes]
- [gentIe growl]
- HEH! WHO'S A SLEEPY LITTLE MAN?
- [growIing]
[sneezes]
- [giggling]
- [growIing]
- [chiIdlike voice] MY NAME IS THE LITTLE COON!
WHAT IS YOUR NAME?
- [growIing]
[yawning]
- KRAAAAAA!
[giggles]
- [growIing]
- YOU'RE A SLEEPY MAN, EH?
CTHULHU.
WHO'S A NEEDS A TUMMY RUB?
- [growIing, cooing]
- [inhales]
[coughing]
- YOU'RE HOGGING IT ALL, ASSHOLE.
- 'CAUSE I PAID FOR IT, YOU STUPID BITCH.
- YOU PAID FOR IT WITH THE MONEY I MADE
WASHIN' DISHES AT THE OLIVE GARDEN!
- I TOLD YOU TO SHUT UP!
- GIVE IT TO ME, YOU PRICK!
both: [gasp] - AAH!
OH GOD, HE'S BACK!
IT'S THAT MYSTERY KID AGAIN!
- WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT THIS TIME?
HEY, LOOK, WE DID WHAT YOU TOLD US.
WE TREAT OUR KIDS BETTER
AND WE DON'T BEAT EACH OTHER UP AS MUCH!
- AND WE GAVE OUR SONS ALLOWANCES
AND STOPPED GETTING HIGH EVERY NIGHT.
- I'M NOT HERE ABOUT THAT.
- OH? SO, NOW WHAT?
- TEN YEARS AGO, YOU WERE ARRESTED
FOR BEING IN SOME KIND OF CULT.
- WE WERE?
- WE'VE BEEN ARRESTED LOTS OF TIMES, MYSTERIO.
- MYSTERION.
WHAT IS THE CULT OF CTHULHU?
- OH, THAT THING.
NO, WE WEREN'T IN THAT STUPID GROUP.
THEY JUST USED TO OFFER FREE BEER AT THEIR MEETINGS,
SO WE WOULD GO.
- WHAT HAPPENED AT THOSE MEETINGS?
- TRUST US, WE DON'T REMEMBER.
I KNOW IT SOUNDS HARD TO BELIEVE,
BUT WE WERE ACTUALLY REALLY DRUNK THE ENTIRE TIME.
- I DON'T FIND THAT HARD TO BELIEVE AT ALL.
- I SWEAR WE HAVEN'T BEEN BACK
TO THEIR MEETINGS EVER SINCE.
EVEN THOUGH WE ALWAYS STILL GET INVITED.
- THESE PEOPLE STILL MEET? WHERE?
- WHERE THEY ALWAYS DID.
JIM MCELROY'S HOUSE.
- THEY USED TO MEET EVERY FRIDAY NIGHT.
I THINK THEY STILL DO.
[cape rustIes]
DID THAT REALLY JUST HAPPEN?
- I DON'T THINK SO.
[inhales]
- BREAKING NEWS HERE IN THE GULF, TOM.
THE DARK ANCIENT GOD CTHULHU
HAS CALLED FOR A PRESS CONFERENCE.
THE OLD ONE TOLD REPORTERS
IN A STATEMENT RELEASED THIS MORNING
THAT IT HAS EXTREMELY EXCITING NEWS.
- LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,
TODAY WE ARE PLEASED TO ANNOUNCE
THE SUCCESSFUL MERGER OF CTHULHU AND THE COON.
CTHULHU'S TRACK RECORD FOR COMPLETE DOMINANCE
AND INTERDIMENSIONARY RULE IS WITHOUT QUESTION,
AND NOW, COUPLED WITH THE LEGITIMACY
AND INSTANTLY RECOGNIZABLE BRAND NAME OF THE COON,
WE INTEND TO BRING CHANGE AND FIGHT INJUSTICE,
AS THE ALL-NEW COON AND FRIENDS.
AND ANYBODY ELSE USING THAT NAME FOR THEIR BENEFIT
IS BREAKING THE LAW.
OH, WHAT'S THAT?
THERE IS ANOTHER GROUP USING OUR TRADEMARKED NAME?
WELL, I GUESS WE HAVE THE RIGHT
TO BANISH THEM TO A DARK OBLIVION, DON'T WE?
aII:PH'NGLUI MGLW'NAFH CTHULHU
R'LYEH WGAH'NAGL FHTAGN.
- THE OLD ONE HAS AWAKENED!
A LOT OF US HAVE WAITED A LONG TIME FOR THIS DAY!
WELL, FOR ALL OUR SOUTH PARK CTHULHU CULT MEMBERS,
OLD AND NEW, IT IS TIME TO PAR-TAY!
[all cheer]
- THERE MUST BE CLUBS LIKE THIS ALL OVER THE WORLD.
- WE KNOW SOME OF THESE PEOPLE.
THERE'S MR. ADLER FROM SHOP CLASS.
AND THOSE TWO GEEKY COMPUTER GUYS.
- OH, MY GOD. LOOK. BACK ROW.
AREN'T THOSE THE GOTH KIDS?
- I'M SO FREAKING STOKED THAT CTHULHU IS GONNA SQUASH
ALL THE HAPPY-GO-LUCKY CONFORMISTS.
- YEAH. I JUST HOPE HE PUTS AN END
TO THE FUCKING DISNEY CHANNEL.
- DUDE, WHY WOULD THE GOTH KIDS WORSHIP CTHULHU?
- MAKES SENSE.
UNRELENTING DESPAIR AND A THOUSAND YEARS OF DARKNESS
SOUNDS PRETTY GOTH.
- NOW LET US READ FROMTHE NECRONOMICON!
"THAT IS NOT DEAD WHICH CAN ETERNAL LIE."
"AND WITH STRANGE AEONS--"
- EVEN DEATH MAY DIE!
- IN STRANGE AEONS EVEN DEATH MAY DIE?
WHAT DOES THAT MEAN, HUMAN KITE?
- I'M NOT SURE, TOOLSHED.
COULD IT BE A RIDDLE, MYSTERION?
M-MYSTERION?
- MYSTERION IS SO... MYSTERIOUS.
- A HORRIFIC SCENE OF DESTRUCTION,
DESPAIR, AND TERROR HERE IN NEW ORLEANS.
AND STILL, THERE IS NO SIGN OF CAPTAIN HINDSIGHT.
RUMOR HAS IT, HE GOT SICK OF IT ALL,
WENT BACK TO HIS CHAIR, AND REMOVED ALL HIS POWERS.
- WHERE ARE YOU, CAPTAIN HINDSIGHT?
AGGH!
- PERHAPS HE SHOULDN'T HAVE GOTTEN BACK IN THAT CHAIR.
- DO YOU THINK THE DARK LORD CTHULHU
IS GONNA MAKE US GO TO SCHOOL?
- NO, ASS-MUNCH.
CTHULHU JUST WANTS CHAOS, BEDLAM, AND MADNESS.
- GOOD. 'CAUSE IF I HAD TO GO TO P.E. CLASS AGAIN,
I WAS GONNA KILL MYSELF.
WHO THE EFFING "H" IS THAT?
- WHAT DOES IT MEAN?
"THAT IS NOT DEAD WHICH CAN ETERNAL LIE?"
- [inhales]
- "AND WITH STRANGE AEONS EVEN DEATH MAY DIE."
- WHAT DOES IT MEAN?
- IT MEANS CTHULHU IS GONNA GET RID OF ALL THE POSERS
AND MAKE EVERYTHING COOL AND BLACK AND STUFF.
IT'S GONNA BE LIKE A NINE INCH NAILS CONCERT
THAT GOES ON FOREVER.
- YEAH, SO GO HOME AND PUT YOUR UNDERWEAR
BACK INSIDE YOUR PANTS, POSER.
- YOU'RE GOING TO TELL ME EVERYTHING YOU KNOW.
- NOBODY IS STOPPING CTHULHU NOW!
ALL WILL BE SADNESS!
LIFE WILL BECOME DEATH
AND I WILL WATCH THE CRIMSON BLOOD LEAK FROM YOUR NECK.
- DUDE, THAT LITTLE KID IS HARDCORE GOTH.
- HARDCORE GOTH.
- THE CHILD IS RIGHT, YOU KNOW.
CTHULHU SEES ALL. HEARS ALL.
THE DARK LORD WANTS US TO DISPENSE OF THIS ONE, KIDS.
GIVE US A HAND. - WHAT?
DUDE, I DON'T WANNA KILL ANYBODY.
- WE'RE DARK LORD MINIONS NOW, WUSS.
WHAT DID YOU THINK WE'D BE DOING?
- UGH. WHATEVS.
- TOO-TOO-LOO CTHULHU
CTHULHU CTHULHU - YEAH!
- THE EVIL HATE-FILLED CTHULHU
FROM A DIMENSION FAR AWAY
FLYING THROUGH GATES OF MADNESS
AND INTO YOUR HEART - YEAH! FUCK ALL YOU!
- TURNING DREAMS INTO NIGHTMARES
- LICK MY BALLS! - DESTROYING ALL HE SEES
- NOW BEGINS A NEW ADVENTURE FOR MEEEEEE
- YOU AND THE DARK ONE CTHULHU
SHARING ADVENTURES AND SMILES
IT'S A MAGICAL BOND TWO PALS CAN SHARE
SOON THE WHOLE WORLD WILL BE MADE AWARE
OF YOU AND THE DEATH LORD CTHULHU
MAKING THE WORLD A BETTER PLACE
TOGETHER YOU WILL HAVE SO MUCH FUN
- SENDING ALL MY STUPID FRIENDS TO OBLIVION
- YOU AND THE DARK ONE CTHULHU
- SUCK IT, BITCHES!
- JUST HOLD STILL AND IT WILL BE OVER QUICKLY!
- ZZZZZZT! LET HIM GO!
COON AND FRIENDS, HO!
MOSQUITO! - TOOLSHED!
- TUPPERWARE! - TIMMY!
- HUMAN KITE! - MINTBERRY CRUNCH!
- LET HIM GO, DUDE,
OR ELSE WE'LL TOTALLY TELL OUR PARENTS ON YOU.
- SORRY, KIDS. IT'S A LITTLE LATE FOR THAT.
- UNH! [all gasp]
- OH, MY GOD!
OH, MY GOD! THEY--THEY KILLED KENNY!
- YOU BASTARDS!
[soIemn music]
[knocking on door]
- DUDE, KENNY, WHAT'D YOU RUN AWAY FOR?
WE GOTTA FIGHT THESE GUYS!
- YEAH COME ON! GET YOUR COSTUME ON, LAZY ASS!
- LET'S GO!
- MINTBERRY CRUNCH!
- [sighs]