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[smoke detector beeping, Pear coughs]
-(Pear) Orange...
Orange!
[coughing]: Oh-ho, no!
ORANGE!
-All right! Who's ready to go camping?
I've got the sleeping bags!
-I've got the matches!
-I've got the marshmallows!
-(marshmallows) Yay! We can't breathe!
-And I've got the RV!
[tires screech, explosion]
-(both) Whoa!
-I cannot vouch for where I got this RV,
or why it seems to be exploding.
[exploding rumble]
-[hacking] My product. It's, it's ruined.
-Whoa! Who's the egg and why is he "cracking" up?
[laughs]
-Huns, fantastic.
-What? Don't like my "yolks"? [laughs]
-Listen, sorry if I don't give heed to your whimsical wordplay,
but I am very busy.
-Aw. You look upset.
I'll cheer you up with a joke. Knock-knock!
-I am the one who knocks.
-Knock-knock!
-[emphasizing]: I am the one who knocks.
-Okay, fine. You start.
-Knock-knock. -Who's there?
-Say my name. -Say my name who?
-If you don't know who I am,
then perhaps your best course is to tread lightly.
-Um... was that the punchline?
-[growls] -Uh-I-I think what Orange
is trying to say is that we just want to know who you are.
-That is a long story.
I used to be a high school home economics teacher
by the name of Walter Eggwhite.
My cooking was renowned across New Mexico.
Then I found out that I was going rotten.
I couldn't pay for the expensive hard-boiling treatment
that would save my shelf-life,
so I fell into a world of crime.
Now they call me...
Eggsenberg.
Now, if you'd all please get out of my way,
I need to cook.
-Yay! Pancakes!
-No, not pancakes.
This is chili-pepper hot sauce with a tweak of chemistry.
An acidic sweet so pure,
a single drop could scramble your brain.
-Ya-he-he-hey! Brains!
-When the recipe is done exactly right,
the sauce turns a perfect orange.
-Easy there, sauce boss.
Everyone knows I'm the only perfect orange around.
-You're wrong. This is our turf now.
-OUR turf? -Oh, yes.
This is my associate, Messy Pinkman.
-Hey yo, don't even think about telling anyone our plans...
snitch. -Yeah, we're not really
interested in the hot-sauce business
or the inevitable violence that comes with it.
-I'm not in the hot-sauce business.
I'm in the empire business!
-Empire?
Órale sí, surround the eggs. [chuckles]
Now hand over the hot sauce, Eggsenberg.
-What the shell?
-Hey yo, this is bad, Mr. Eggwhite.
It's the carton cartel.
-See? Inevitable.
-Yeesh. This is getting El Pollo Loco. [laughs]
-Everybody put your weapons down!
It's all over, Walt, or should I say Eggsenberg?
-Oh no! It's my brother-in-law, Hankon Heat!
-A bake, and I hate bakes!
-Everyone just calm down.
There's a completely rational explanation--
-Put down your weapons, all of you!
-Hand over the hot sauce! -[groans]
-Are you in trouble? Better call Saul!
-How could this possibly get worse?
-I don't know. Somebody can spit a seed in your eye.
-Well, yes, I suppose that could--
Ow! -[laughs] Told ya.
-You fool. You ruined my recipe.
It's become completely unstable!
-Ohhhhhhh... -Aahhhhhh...
[all screaming]
-Yeah, snitch, science!
-Oh, Messy.
[KA-BOOM!!!]
-(Pear) Orange?
[coughing]: Orange?
Orange!
-Huh, huh? Whoa. Sorry, guys.
Guess I needed a power nap.
Hey, where's old egg-head?
-Yeah, well, the explosion kind of...
mmm... well, look for yourself.
-I told you I'd get you, Walter. You're in danger now.
-I'm not in danger. I AM the danger.
-Yo, Mr. Eggwhite, somebody ratted us out.
Everyone here's a snitch. You're all snitches!
-Wow, poor guys.
"I'm-a-let" them work out their problems. [laughs]
-It's over?
Aw, now I'm breaking sad.
[laughter]
[bell dinging]
Uh-oh.
[KA-BOOM!]
[sinister laughter]
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[laughs] Knife!