ZIM: What happened? How did you run out of fuel that quickly?
GIR: I emptied it out.
ZIM: Emptied it? Why?!
GIR: To make room for the tuna!
(GIR begins to suck tuna out from one of his legs)
ZIM: What is wrong with these people?! This place is just begging to be destroyed!
GIR: Woo! I like destroying!
(ZIM and GIR try to get on the bus and head to the back)
Bus Driver: Where do you think you’re going?
ZIM: I go home. Now mind your business, bus slave!
Bus Driver: You don’t go anywhere without bus fare!
Bus Driver: This ain’t a free ride, little man, you need money!
ZIM: You expect me to pay to be on this filthy machine? Have you the brain worms?!
ZIM: How could you do this? You’ve left us stranded in the middle of the enemy territory! Surrounded by humans!
(GIR is almost about to cry)
ZIM: I can see that you understand your mistake, GIR, and me being angry will get us no closer to home. I will just have to use my innate Invader survival skills to get us out of here.
(ZIM walks over to a trashcan)
ZIM: See, GIR? The Almighty Tallest have not placed their trust in me without reason!
(ZIM jumps in the trashcan, GIR pulls out a cupcake wrapper)
GIR: (sadly) I miss you, cupcake.
ZIM: How could you not know! I just upgraded your guidance system!
GIR: Oh, I left that at home.
ZIM: You left what at home?
GIR: The guidy, chippy, thingy.
ZIM: You! Why would you do that?!
GIR: To make room for the cupcake!
(The top of GIR’s disguise comes off and a cupcake flies out)