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  • Patient: [sneezes] Whoa. Totally sorry, dude.
  • Mom: [starts crying] Like, it’s no problem, really.
  • [Mom whimpers while wiping her face clean. Dad enters the clinic, wearing dirty clothing, an old hunter’s cap, and a greasy mullet.]
  • Dad: [laughs] What’s up. dude? [laughs]
  • Receptionist: Can I help you?
  • Dad: Uh, right. Uh... Uh... Uh...
  • Receptionist: You must be here for the test study.
  • Dad: Yeah, right. [laughs] Right.
  • Receptionist: Sign in on the clipboard, and we’ll call you.
  • Dad: Yo dude, do we get paid, you know, in advance?
  • Receptionist: Why don’t you take a seat, and we’ll call you, dude.
  • Dad: Yeah. [laughs] Right, dude. [laughs]
  • [Dad sits on the chair next to Mom. As he does gross things, Mom backs away from him.]
  • Mom: Ugh! Puke-a-rama!
  • Receptionist: Number 11, number 11. The doctor will see you now.
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