User:Rainbowderp01/Brunch of Disgustingness (Transcript)

Chris: Last time on Total Drama Island... A note from a secret admirer got Gwen and Bridgette up in each other's business. DJ accidentally knocked his boy Trent off the airplane, sending him deep into the Earth's crust. Leshawna showed everybody how to hang on for dear life on the moose ride. Harold showed himself to be an ace flag-catcher, until he caught sight of Heather's... unmentionables, causing him to crash his way right off the island, but not without a little canoodling time with the fair Leshawna. And now, let's see what's in store for our campers on this week's episode of Total. Drama. Island!

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[ Theme song ]

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Trent: What? No breakfast?

Chris: Oh, don't worry bro. There will be plenty of food later on.

Chef and Chris: [snickering silently]

Leshawna: What are you two bozos so giggly about?

Chef and Chris: [snickering silently]

Chris: Congratulations to the remaining ten campers for reaching the halfway mark in the competition! You'll all be on the jury for the final episode.

Geoff: We got the power! Yeah!

Chris: The two teams will become one next week. But first, all the girls will be moved to the Gopher cabin and all the guys will stay in the Bass cabin. This week's challenge is as old as history itself. A battle of the sexes.

Lindsay: [blows raspberry]

Chris: After everyone is settled in, I'll announce the challenge. And then, you'll have a uh... bite to eat.

Chris and Chef: [snickering]

Chris: Ready for a little good news? This week, no one will be kicked off.

[everyone cheers]

Chris: It's all for reward and it's a good one. Okay, time to relocate. Let's move!

Chris and Chef: [snickering]

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Heather: Wow, your hair looks great today. So natural.

Bridgette: Thanks, I--

Heather: How do you take care of it? You have to share your secret.

Bridgette: Oh, uh, it's nothing really.

Gwen: [to Bridgette] Watch it with this one. She's trouble.

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Bridgette: [gasps]

Geoff: [gasps] It was like, real cool working with you. You know, together as a team.

Bridgette: Y-Yeah. I'm glad we got to know each other on a... deep level and all.

Geoff: Yeah, me too!

Bridgette: Because I-- Oh, I'm sorry I didn't mean to cut you off.

Geoff: Oh, sorry, you go.

Chris: Big day ahead of us!

Bridgette: Oh!

Geoff: I'll miss you... [groans]

Trent: Hey, dude. Where should I put this?

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Bridgette: [confessional] I was a bit worried about being the only new girl on the team. Then I figured it can't be that bad. I don't buy that hype about how well guys get along and how catty girls can be.

Leshawna: Nobody's leaving until I find out who ate my pudding pockets!

Heather: I ate them. So what?

Leshawna: Whoa! Pump the brakes a minute! You're "so what"ing me? That's my food. No one touches my food!

Heather: Whatever, deal with it. It serves you right for leaving your junk everywhere, especially that. That is bugging me.

Leshawna: Yeah, it'd bug me too if I didn't have anything in the front or in the back to shake.

Heather: Yeah? Well, you've got so much junk in your trunk, your jeans should come with a trash compactor!

Leshawna: Ooh! You want a piece of this?

Bridgette: Uh-oh.

Heather: Bridgette! It's so good to see you! Come in, come in! Welcome to our cabin. We're like a big family in here.

Gwen: Big and dysfunctional.

Heather: Anything you need, just yell.

Bridgette: Thanks for the awesome welcome, Heather.

Lindsay: Welcome to the club! It'll be so much fun! As long as you do everything Heather says. Ow!

Heather: [laughs] Yeah, we love joking around here at girls cabin. I made sure your bunk was next to mine--

Lindsay: Hey! That's my bed. Ow!

Heather: So we can talk and share and really get to know each other.

Bridgette: Okay, yeah! Hey, thanks everybody, I can't wait to get to know all of--

Heather: Okay! Plenty of time to chat later! Let's unpack.

Lindsay: This is great! I bet we're getting along way better than the guys.

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[guys laughing]

[clink]

[party music]

DJ: Rock that soda pop, my brother!

[record scratching]

Owen: [burps]

Geoff: [burps loudly] [clears throat]

Trent: Nice one. That guy deserves to be captain. Speech! Speech! Whoo! Whoo!

DJ: Yeah man, yeah!

Geoff: [clears throat] I owe it all to my big bro back home. For showing me how to pull back and let 'er rip! [burps]

Owen: [gasps]

Geoff: Those chicks are going down!

[guys cheer]

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Heather: What's mine is yours. Nail polish, scrunchies, earrings, just help yourself.

Lindsay: Wow.

[snap]

Bridgette: Thanks, Heather, but um, I like to keep it natural.

Heather: Like my mom always says, a lady can always use a little boost in the looks department.

Leshawna: And my momma told me ain't nothin' free in this world. Watch what you take from this girl, Bridgette.

Heather: Mind your own business!

Leshawna: We're a team and we gotta live in the same cabin, so this is all of our business.

Bridgette: Yeah! We're a team. We should be using this as an opportunity to get to know each other better.

Heather: You want to play that way? Fine. Be on their side!

[tape extending]

Heather: Tis is my side and that's your side! [confessional] Okay, I probably could've played that better. But Leshawna seriously creases me.

Leshawna: Huh, yeah that's right. You keep putting down that tape. And if you cross it, I'll smack you down!

Heather: [to Bridgette] You can choose the weird girls if you want, but just so you know, once you do, you're like, not allowed on our side. Right, Lindsay?

Lindsay: Hmph.

Bridgette: [confessional] I thought we were supposed to be a team. You know, "united together in solidarity" or something. [real time] Let's build bridges, not walls!

Heather: Take your pick.

[dramatic music]

Heather: You just dug your own grave.

Bridgette: Let's try to get along, okay? Otherwise, the guys are going to cream us, don't you get it? Tough room.

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