Totally not making fun of TMR.
K: Ozma, come down. Get down. Get out front, Ozma, get out front.
(Ozma does so.)
K: Ozma~
O: Yes.
K: Your reply's too soft.
(whacks)
K: Ozma-kun!
O: (louder) Yes.
K: ...I won't even ask what you're doing. Where's Chiharu?
O: Heh?
K: Where's Chiharu?
O: Chiharu... You made her disappear, didn't you.
K: That's right.
O: Yes.
K: And then Chiharu's supposed to appear isn't she, why did you appear?
O: Yes?
K: Where's Chiharu? Why did you appear?
O: 8D
K: That (whacks) that's not funny.
O: Heh~ Chiharu is... (points)
(cue awesome)
K: Stop singing! Get down!
(Ozma gets down)
K: Didn't you say Chiharu was over there? So (whacks) where is she, don't tell me you don't know.
(Ozma looks around)
K: Who are you acting as?
O: No... (cracks up)
K: Stop squirming!
O: You're pretty terrific with that, aren't you. (*note: King has his vest etc. tucked fully into his pants because of an earlier, uh, blooper.)
K: Like you're in any position to talk! You're looking pretty terrific too! (turns to backup singers)
K: Oi oi oi oi! Don't sing. Don't go along with it. Stop it!
(turns to Pancho lounging on his fan)
K: Right, next, you, don't prop your elbow up. Don't prop your elbow up. (whacks) Come up front. Come up front. I have something to say to you, come up front. Come up front, come up front. (whacks) You brought the wind, didn't you? You came to bring the wind didn't you, he told you to bring the wind didn't he? (whacks) ...what are you crying for? Oi oi. What are you crying for!? Oi!
O: What're you crying for!!
K: Not you! (whacks) Look at yourself, look at this. Look at it yourself, look.
O: Yes.
K: Right, look next to you.
O: Yes.
K: Right, you're comrades! (whacks)
K: Blahblahblahsomething.
O: 8D
K: Quit grinning! (gets on floor) What are you doing? I've had enough! Be serious!
O: (pats King's shoulder) Please be serious.
K: Like you have any right to talk. (whacks) Enoooooough! What is this, what what what what what what are you doing, what?
O: 8D
K: Why, why?
O: What?
K: I'm asking you that, why? Why?
O: 8D ...I said, why?
K: What why?
O: I'm asking you, why?
K: Huh? What why what?
O: No no, I'm asking YOU why?
K: What's with that? I'm asking you why!
(cue screaming match, which King wins)
O: (whirls on Pancho) WHY!?
P: .......(to audience) WHY?
(cue more awesome)
K: (whacks) Stop singing! Get down! I told you not to bring the wind, not to sing! Don't bring the wind, don't imitate people! (whacks) Enough... Enough! What are you doing, seriously?
O: No, well... King... Male jealousy is shameful, you know?
K: Eh, that's not right, huh?
O: Male jealousy is shameful, you know?
K: What? What am I jealous of?
O: You want to do it, don't you?
K: Do what?
O: (points to streamers)
K: No no, put on these things? Me? Like hell I do!
O: No no, you're pissed because you're left out, aren't you?
K: No, no at all. Even if I were left out from the beginning (gestures between their clothes) it's no big deal.
O: No no no, you want to do it don't you.
K: I don't want to.
O: No, it's fine. I'll make it alright.
(attaches streamers)
O: You want to do it too...
K: Let me go!
O: You'll do it, won't you?
K: Like hell I will!
O: No no, you'll do it.
K: No I won't.
O: Everyone... King... (audience cheers for King to do it even as he protests, and Ozma concludes smugly with)
O: You... You shall do it.
K: (as music starts) I don't wanna!
(cue lack of awesome)
K: (whacks Ozma) Oi! Do it! At least do it! Also, at least bring the wind! (whacks Pancho)
(Ozma returns streamers to King's pocket)
K: (whack) What are you putting it back for? I don't get the wind, do I? What did you add this for?
O: Quit hitting me!
K: Oi, don't tell me I'm alone.
O: You're alone.
K: At least do it, you guys.
O: No... it was cold towards the end. [meaning it was a cold joke; King's act fell flat because they didn't join in]
K: Don't fool around with me (as they run away)
K: (catching up with Ozma) You said it was cold? (whacks) You're the one who was cold.
O: Quit hitting me, I'll seriously get mad.
K: (keeps whacking)
O: You pissed me off. You really pissed me off. Your act was boring and dragging on.
K: Like you have any right to talk, it's only because you appeared! (whacking)
O: Go die already, I'll kill you. (shoving)
(Ozma goes off, then runs back to snatch the streamers from King)
K: What, is that what's important to you? Is that what's important to you!? Ozma!
