"You're the pickle on... no... no... you're the cheese on my burger... uh... burger..." "Yo bros, what rythmes with burger?" ""Shmurger"?" "Not bad." "Not bad." "What rythmes with "hottest girl in the world"?" "Dude, Muscle Man what are you doing?" "Why don't you help us?" "I'm busy writing a song for Starla." "Today marks a special day in the history of our relationship." "It's the anniversary when we first made out." "And I want it to be really special for Starla." "That's why i'm gonna call K.I.L.I.T Radio and get DJ Donny G to play my song and give a shout out to Starla!" "Dude, that's not gonna work." "No, she'll totally hear it because she listens to the radio like every night." "No dude, Donny G doesn't play amateur music." "Yeah, he doesn't even take requests anymore." "You're wasting your time." "There's no way they're gonna play your song." "We'll see about that!" "Hello, this is K.I.L.I.T Radio~" "Yeah, I like Donny G to play my" "To talk to a K.I.L.I.T representitive, press 0." "Are you calling in regard to a song you heared?" "No, I wanna talk to somebody!" "ZERO!" "ZERO!" "ZERO!" "I'm transferring you to our bilingual system." "NO!" "ZERO!" "ZERO!" "ZERO!" "Hola yamas la Radio K.I.L.I.T.~" "Uhh!" "I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU'RE SAYING!" "Dude, Muscle Man calm down!" "Uhh!" "I'm a failiure of a boyfriend!" "I can't even do something special for my girl!" "Why don't we just go down to the radio station and find somebody to talk to." "Yeah, maybe someone there could help you." "You're right bros, I need to take this to the source." "Welcome to K.I.L.I.T Radio." "Do you have an appointment?" "~" "Uhh... no but" "You need an appointment to enter." "Good day.~" "K.I.L.I.T. Radio." "Look, I just want to talk to someone." "Do you have an appointment?" "No, I have to sent" "Good day." "Can you believe this place!" "Sorry Muscle Man." "Wait, who's that?" "Dudes, I think that's Donny G." "What?" "That's not him." "Dude, that's him." "Yeah, I think it is him." "Watch." "YO DONNY G!" "SEE!" "WOO!" "DONNY G!" "I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!" "My name's Mitch!" "Big fan!" "Uhh, thanks man." "Listen, I need a big favor." "I wrote this song for my girlfriend Starla." "Could you have them play it on the air tonight?" "Uhh..." "It would mean so much to me." "eah, okay sure i'll give it a whirl." "And do an old-fashioned shout out?" "Hey, why not." "Oh man, Starla's gonna be so stoked!" "Thanks Donny you're the best!" "No problem, my man." "Well, that was easy!" "Yeah, we totally got the hook up from Donny G!" "Man, I can't wait to see Starla's face tonight." "She's gonna be really appreciative." "OH NO BRO!" "YO DONNY!" "DONNY G!" "Look man, it's not what you think." "It is what I think!" "Cause I saw you!" "I used to think that you were cool!" "You know something, I see D-player could do your job!" "But you know what, I still have a voice." "And this voice, on this tape won't be silenced on YOU!" "Shh, shh, shh." "I SAID I WON'T BE SILENCED!" "Okay, okay." "But, we can't talk here." "I'm sorry for the secrecy." "It's not safe to talk back at the radio station." "Look, Mitch, you were right about everything you said back there." "The fact of the matter is," "I haven't played a song on the air in a long time." "Back in the day, K.I.L.I.T. was run by the most famous DJs in the world." "We were the heart and soul of the station." "And we loved every minute of it." "This is DJ Donny G and we got a nine o'clock power rock block comin' up next for y'all, but first a shoutout to Jerald C from Windy Yarr." "Love ya babe. 'Cos that's how we KILL IT!" "Things were going great, until one day the top executive showed up and inforced a new automated DJ system, just so they could cut the budget in half." "Little did they know, the system learned to DJ at a geometric reef." "Then, at 8 o'clock it became self-aware. (这一句英文字幕有错哦, 请注意修改!" ")" "That was the day the music died." "Stay, Donny." "We have a special job for you." "You must stay!" "As time went on, K.I.L.I.T. Radio's new format ruined popularity." "This is K.I.L.I.T. Radio." "Clean out your ears, dummies!" "And as for my special job." "Now, clean me Donny." "CLEAN ME!" "So, that's not your voice on the air?" "No." "It's just a computerized simulation of it." "So that's why they don't take song requests anymore." "K.I.L.I.T. needs the human touchback." "It needs DJ Donny G!" "Nah." "Those days are over." "Now I'm just DJ Donny the janitor." "Oh, forget that!" "You need to get back on the air!" "Eh, what's the point?" "The point is to not let some lame machine tell you what to do." "Radio should be for the people, by the people." "You're right." "I'm glad you think so Donny G." "'Cos I gotta song to play and you're the only man to do it." "Waht do you say we get you back on the air?" "Unknown individuals detected." "Who are these people, Donny?" "Uh, they're repairmen I hired to fix a couple of things." "Can't do it all myself." "Heh heh heh." "It's onto us." "Dude, be cool." "You may enter." "Alright boys, the trouble's down in the basement." "Let's get you fellas set up." "Okay, go grab some old equipment and patch them in the system manually." "C'MON!" "You're planning to overwrite the automated broadcast." "Uh, no!" "Intruders must be neutralized." "Not before Starla hears my song!" "We have to get to the main broadcast room pronto!" "Dude!" "Take out the cameras!" "To the elevator!" "Donny, You are acting very foolishly." "We made it!" "Oh no bro!" "Hold them off when I set up!" "Okay, guys we're ready!" "DONNY G!" "Donny G.." "It's... the tape Mitch.." "What do I do to play the tape?" "...Leave it to me." "Don't do it Donny." "If you play the tape, I will be forced to destroy the whole station." "Go... save yourselves..." "No matter what you hear just keep running." "I'll never forget you Donny G." "I'll never forget you Mitch." "You gave me my life back." "Let's book." "Don't do it Donny, i'm the DJ now remember?" "NOW I'M GONNA SHOW YOU HOW I KILL IT!" "NOO!" "Hey all you coolcats!" "This is your main man on the microphone, Donny G!" "Coming on live for one last time, with one very special request joining me here at the K.I.L.I.T studio with my main man Mitch!" "And he's got a very special song, for a very special lady, Starla." "I used to be a loser, hanging with my loser friends, and the first time when we made out, made my neck hair stand on end!" "Oh Starla, Starla-uh-uh-uh-uh!" "I guess it's like my heart is spinning donuts, you're the cheese upon my burger," "I'm the mustard on your bun!" "Just like the perfect burger, our love's never overdone!" "You're the ice cube in my cola," "I'm the ketchup on your fries, and I'll punch the face of any bro, who says so otherwise!" "Oh Starla!" "But I knew you'd be my lady!" "And i'll be your Muscle Man!" "Oh, Mitch!" "Mitch!" "You did this all for me!" "I'd do anything for you babe!" "Did you like the song?" "It was so romantic!" "You remembered the anniversary the first day we made out!" "Not only that, I remembered how we did it!" "I don't know, that song was kind of lame." "Yeah, but it was pretty rad how we outran that fireball." "Yeah, it was like a movie or something."