Sheby, the Art Lover/Transcript

Chum Chum: (enters and speaks in somewhat of a British accent.) Move it or lose it, commoner! King Walla-Walla-Hoo-Walla-Hoo-Walla-Hoo, sovereign monarch of Baloney-stan, is coming through. Alert your master.

Boss of the Museum: We're honored Your Majesty has chosen us. What does your collection consist of?

Chum Chum: Oh, you know, the usual valuable stuff. Horses, gold, baseball cards, the royal toenail clippings.

Boss of the Museum: Hmm? Sounds a little odd. I'm not sure it's right for our museum.

Chum Chum: Okay, so I guess you don't want... (his mustache almost falls off and he puts it back on.) ...that barrel of diamonds I was going to give you as a little thank you.

Boss of the Museum: Actually, I was just thinking the museum - needs to broaden its horizons a bit.

Chum Chum: That's more like it. Uh, but before we seal the deal, I've heard there was a theft here. How can I be sure my treasures will be safe?

Boss of the Museum: Rest assured, Your Majesty, (Cut to the office.) we just built the most largest high-tech security system in the world.

(The boss turns on the security system, which is huge. Chum Chum's cellphone starts ringing.)

Chum Chum: Oh, the royal cellphone. Why don't you fetch me a glass of chocolate milk while I take care of some king business.

Boss of the Museum: Yes, Your Majesty. (he leaves and then comes back.) Would you like it with a bendy straw?

Chum Chum: I'm a king, so of course I want it with a bendy straw!

(The boss leaves.)

Chum Chum: (normal accent, to Fanboy.) I'm in.

(Cut to Fanboy wearing a headset, Shelby and Tina.)

Fanboy: Did you turn off the security system?

(Chum Chum unplugs the plugger, turning off the security system.)

Chum Chum: You're good to go, but hurry, he'll be back any minute.

(Fanboy, Shelby and Tina enter the museum. Shelby gives Fanboy Tina but then takes it.)

Shelby: Could you give us a minute?

Fanboy: (blushes) Oh, sorry, Shelby. I know how hard this must be for you. I'll wait over here.

(Sad music plays as Shelby looks at Tina sadly.)

Shelby: My darling Tina, I'm afraid the world just isn't ready for a shell to love an oil painting. (Sad music stops playing.) Oh, hang the world! (he takes Tina.)

Fanboy: Shelby, what are you doing?

Chum Chum: Uh oh. I gotta plug it back in!

(Chum Chum plugs the plugger back in, turning the security system back on.)

Boss of the Museum: Your Majesty?

Chum Chum: (in British accent) Uh, down here just tying the royal shoelace.

(The boss nods. Cut back to Fanboy and Shelby.)

Chum Chum: Of course you don't! You failed my security test!