7. Society of the Blind Eye (第2季)【完整台词】

Ta dum, locking up Shoo, possum, shoo.

Git, McGucket, git! Ta dum, ta dum Good night, diner.

Good night, trees.

Good night, tiny men stealing my pie.

Wait.

What?! Lift with your knees.

No, your knees.

If I go one more hour without eating, I'm gonna resort to cannibalism.

Ma'am.

Little magic men.

What does it mean? What do I do? Yes, hi.

I'd like to report something.

I'm at greasey's diner.

You won't believe what I've witnessed.

It's unbelievable.

It's indescribable.

It's It is unseen.

Well, back to pie.

I was this close to eating you, Steve.

2x07 - "Society of the Blind Eye" All right, author, who are you? Who are Bleccch! Not again.

Hey, bro-bro, look what I got.

Yay, a filthy green bottle.

It's a bottle message from Mermando, remember? He was part fish, part shirtless guy.

What if he wants to get back together? - I wouldn't get your hopes up, Mabel.

- Too late.

Hopes are way, way up! "Dear Mabel" So far so good.

"it is with a heavy heart" So far, so good.

"that I must inform you, I'm getting married"?! And there it is.

"In order to prevent an undersea civil war, arranged wedding, Queen of the Manatees" And she's so beautiful.

This can't be happening.

Oh, Mabel, you'll get over him eventually.

You don't understand, Dipper.

On my first day here, I made this page for summer romances.

Look at my luck.

Turned out to be gnomes, child psycho, made out with his own hands.

And now I wish I could just forget about them forever.

Hey, if it's any consolation, my summer mission isn't a huge success either.

I'm still trying to find the author of this journal.

With his laptop smashed, I've lost any lead in finding him.

Wait a minute.

Dipper, look! - Through your bottle? - Just do it.

"McGucket Labs.

" Wait.

Old man McGucket? - Dipper, you don't think - It couldn't be Doesn't make any sense, unless this matches with this.

This goes over here.

And then the name so that would mean Old man McGucket wrote the journal?! Am I blanchin', girl, we blanchin' I live up in a mansion Am I blanchin', girl, we blanchin' I live up in a mansion Ugh! I can't get that terrible song out of my head.

Oh, you mean "Straight blanchin' " by Li'l Big Dawg? It's the catchiest song of the summer.

What is blanchin'? Rappers can't just make up words.

Rappers are visionaries, Wendy.

If they told me to eat my own pants, I would do it.

Eat your own pants, eat your own pants I guess I have no choice.

Ta-ta-da.

Wendy, Soos, we need to go see old man McGucket.

- We'll explain on the way.

- Gah! Hey, what about work? Kids! Why is Soos eating his own pants? Old man McGucket, are you here? Here, hillbilly, billy, billy, billy.

Took an hour to think of this, but it was worth it.

Ha! Get outta here, you salt lickin', hornswagglin' Mcsuckit.

They got me good.

Visitors! Come, come.

Pull up some rusty metal.

You're just in time for my hourly turf war with the hillbilly what lives in my mirror.

Quit starin' at me when I bathe! You can drop the act, McGucket.

I know you're the author.

You studied the mysteries of this town and wrote this book.

Dude, you're the genius Dipper's been searching for all summer.

Uh, genius? I'm no genius.

I never done nothin' worthwhile in my life.

Everyone knows I'm no good to nobody.

I can't remember what I used to be, but I must've been a big failure to end up like this.

But the laptop has your name on it.

What about this book? Are you sure you didn't write it? - Here, look closely.

- I told you, I don't recall.

Everything before 1982 is just a blur.

Just a hazy The blind eye! Robes.

The men.

My mind.

- They did something.

- Who did? I oh, I don't recall.

Oh, you poor old man.

No wonder your mind's all You've been through something intense.

What if McGucket learned something he wasn't supposed to know, and someone, or something, messed with his mind? We've got to get to the bottom of this.

Think, dude.

What is the earliest thing you can remember? Uh, this is, I think.

The history museum.

That's where we're going.

Am I blanchin', girl, we blanchin' Ugh, Soos! Ugh!! I'll buy you a new one.

Hello? Anyone here? All right, keep your eyes peeled for anything suspicious.

Mabel, are you okay? You just walked by a cat without petting it.

Oh, Wendy, everything I look at reminds me of my failed romances.

That formaldehyde heart.

That romantic diorama.

Even this poster of my most recent ex-crush.

- Aw, come on! - So your last memory was here.

- Anything coming back? - Guys, look! Hey, who's there? Well, kettle my corn.

He vanish-ified.

It doesn't make sense.

Where did he go? I feel like all these eyeballs are a-watchin' me.

Wait.

They are.

Move aside.