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Chowder
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| Title: | Shnitzel Makes A Deposit |
| Episode Number: | 2 |
| Season: | 1 |
| Season Episode #.: | 2 |
| Original Airdate: | Friday November 02nd, 2007 |
| Special Airtime: | 07:45 pm |
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Today is Fivesday, the day when working residents of Marzipan City receive payment for their laborious duties. However, when Shnitzel receives his check and prepares to leave for the bank in order to deposit it, Mung Daal recommends that he take Chowder with him, so that he can start his own savings account. Much to Shnitzel’s dismay, he takes Chowder and the two of them head for the bank, though as Shnitzel’s all too aware of, time at the bank can be anything but well spent.
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| Revealed Dishes:None
| Revealed Ingredients:KetchupMayonnaiseMustard
| This episode was cut short due to time restraints; initially, Shnitzel and Chowder were meant to ride a bus to the bank, with a scene taking place on the bus, but it was never animated.
| It is revealed that Shnitzel gets paid 1,000 dollops a week.
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| Shnitzel: Radda radda!
Mung Daal: Is it Fivesday already?
Chowder: Why is Shnitzel always get so happy on Fivesday? Is it the day he makes a poo?
Mung Daal: No! Fivesday is payday. You see, Chowder, as my apprentice, you work to gain knowledge.
Chowder: Knowledge!
Mung Daal: But grown-ups, like Shnitzel, work for money; each week he gets a paycheck.
| Chowder: I’ve never been to the bank! Do they have snacks there?
Mung Daal: You know what? You should go with Shnitzel!
Shnitzel: Huh?!
Chowder: You sure Shnitzel won’t mind?
Mung Daal: Not at all! Now, go get your wiggy bank.
Shnitzel: (angrily) Radda radda radda radda radda radda!
| (Chowder and Shnitzel have just left Mung Daal’s Catering)
Mung Daal: (to Truffles) Oh honey, your love muffin needs some kissy-kissy!
(Chowder steps in front of him, eating a cookie)
Chowder: Shnitzel said I could have this cookie if I stay here!
Mung Daal: (angrily) Oh he did, did he?!
| (Shnitzel walks down the street and sees Chowder eating a pie)
Chowder: Mung said I could have this pie if I run with you!
| Bank Greeter: Welcome! Would you care for a free lollipop?
Chowder: Would I?!
Bank Greeter: Would you?
Chowder: Would I?!
Bank Greeter: Would you?
Chowder: Would I?!
Bank Greeter: Would you?
Chowder: (confused) Would I what?
Bank Greeter: Care for a free lollipop?
Chowder: Would I?!
Bank Greeter: Would you?
Chowder: Would I?!
Shnitzel: (angrily) Radda radda!
Chowder: Yes, I would. Thank you.
| (Chowder is smacking around an object attached to the neck of a bank patron)
Male Bank Patron: (to Shnitzel) You think this is funny?! Huh?! Letting your kid do this to me, just because I have a tie shaped growth on my neck?!
Shnitzel: (defensively) Radda radda radda!
Male Bank Patron: I will teach you to make fun of my deformity. Guard! Guard!
Security Guard: What’s the problem?
Male Bank Patron: This man made me feel uncomfortable!
Security Guard: You sick monster!
| Chowder: (to Shnitzel) Last night, I dreamed I was a bottle of ketchup, and you were mustard. Which is weird, ‘cause usually you’re mayonnaise in my dreams. Why you suppose that is?
(Shnitzel sits in silence, ignoring him)
| Female Bank Patron: Oh, I thought I’d never get up here! I’ll make this fast; I just need to deposit two-hundred dollops, in change!
Shnitzel: (angrily) Radda radda!
(The bank teller grabs the sack and begins counting the money)
Old Bank Teller: Okie-dokie. Let’s see here. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. Eleven. Twelve. Thirteen. Fourteen. Fifteen. Sixteen. Seventeen. Eighteen. Nineteen. Twenty. Twenty-One. Twenty-Two.
Chowder: I can count good too, Shnitzel! One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six!
Old Bank Teller: Seven. Eight. Nine. Oh, fiddlesticks!
| (The bank teller began counting the money all over again)
Old Bank Teller: One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven
Shnitzel: (angrily) Radda, radda radda radda radda!
Chowder: No more counting, right! A! B! C! D! E! F! G!
Old Bank Teller: H. I. J. Oh, fiddlesticks!
| Old Bank Teller: One-hundred eighty-nine. One-hundred ninety.
Chowder: You’re a good counter!
Old Bank Teller: Thank you, sonny. One hundred ninety-two.
Chowder: How high can you count?
Old Bank Teller: Oh, I don’t know, pretty high.
Chowder: I can only count to forty-two. What comes after forty-two?
Old Bank Teller: Forty-three.
Chowder: And after that?
Old Bank Teller: Forty-four.
Chowder: And after that?
Old Bank Teller: Forty-five.
Chowder: And after that?
Old Bank Teller: Forty-six.
Chowder: Wow! How’d you get so good?!
Old Bank Teller: Well, I still practice, I guess.
Chowder: I’ll keep practicing too. Thanks, mister!
(The bank teller returns to his money counting)
Old Bank Teller: What a nice boy. Forty-nine.
Shnitzel: (angrily) Aw, radda!
Old Bank Teller: (angrily) Fiddlesticks!
| Old Bank Teller: One hundred ninety-three. One hundred ninety-six. One hundred ninety-seven. One hundred ninety-eight. One hundred ninety-nine.
(The bank teller collapses on his desk)
Female Bank Patron: Oh, dear! Help! Help!
(Two medics appear behind the bank teller)
Medic: Don’t worry ma’am, we’re professionals.
(One medic pokes the bank teller, causing him to groan)
Medic: Not to worry, this man simply ran out of steam. Does anybody have any steam on them? Anyone? Anyone? No steam, huh? Then we better get this man to a sauna, immediately!
| Burglar: Nobody move, this is a robbery! Stay down and no one gets hurt!
Security Guard: Oh, no! He’s got a plunger!
Burglar: Don’t try no funny stuff! I ain’t afraid to use this thing! (to Shnitzel) Hey, hey buddy, didn’t you hear me?! There’s no messin’ around here! I’ll plunge you good!
(Shnitzel turns around, grabs the plunger, and shoves it on the burglar’s head)
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| When the old bank teller was counting the sments, there were only supposed to be two-hundred in the purse. However, when the bank teller grabbed the final few sments, there appeared to be many more sments left inside of the purse.
| When Shnitzel foiled the robbery attempt and walked out of the bank as a hero, the old bank teller was seen cheering him on, despite the fact that he shouldn’t have been there, as he was medically evacuated to a sauna.
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| Chowder: I can only count to forty-two.
This is a reference to The Hitchhiker’s Guide To The Galaxy, or more specifically, the answer to life, the universe, and everything that was revealed within that series. Forty-two was considered to be the answer to the ultimate question, and was behind the central plot of the series.
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