Suited For Success/Transcript

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Clefable: Oh, Snorlax. Can't you just picture it? Me, stepping up in a stunning new gown at the Grand Gal-oping Gala in Canterlot!
Clefable: Why, yes! I did make it myself. Thank you so much for asking.
Clefable: Oh, oh. Look who wants to help me. Thank you.
Clefable: What's that? You wanna help me more! Oh, aren't you the sweetest thing?
Clefable: Careful now. Don't move. This shouldn't take long at all.
Theme Song
Psyduck: Hello, Clefable?
Kingler: Shh... Can't you see I'm is trying to concentrate?
Psyduck: What do you think she's making?
Kingler: I can't see from here.
Psyduck: Well, that makes sense, since this is a dressmaker's shop.
Clefable: Is there something I can help you with?
Kingler: Oh, sorry to trouble you, Clefable, but I need a quick favor. Could you please fix this button for me? It's my dress for the Grand Gal-oping Gala.
Clefable: Oh, no! You can't wear this thing. You need a new outfit for the Gala and I'll make it for you. No problem at all.
Kingler: Oh, that's really nice of you to offer, Clefable, but I can't let you do that.
Clefable: Kingler. I insist on making you a new dress.
Kingler: ...
Clefable: Not a word! I won't take no for an answer.
Kingler: Well, in that case... Thank you for your generosity, Clefable.
Clefable: Let me guess, Psyduck. You don't want a new gown either.
Psyduck: Gown? Shit. I was just going to wear my old work clothes.
Clefable: You can't be serious, Psyduck! You must wear formal attire.
Psyduck: Hm... No, thank you.
Clefable: What if I just spruce up your clothes for you a little bit?
Psyduck: Okay. Since you insist. Just don't make them too... faggy.
Clefable: Deal!
Machop: Look out!
Machop: Sorry. New trick. Didn't work.
Clefable: Hey! I'll make you an outfit for the Gala too, Machop.
Machop: Hm?
Clefable: I'll make one for you and you and all of you. And of course Spearow and Rattata too. And when I'm done, we can hold our very own fashion show!
Kingler: What a great idea! If you can handle it.
Clefable: It'll be a little bit of work, but it will be a wonderful boost for my business.
Machop: Oh, I love things!
Clefable: Alright. We'll have a fashion show.
Psyduck: So all you have to do is make a different, stunning, original, amazing outfit for one, two, three, four, five... plus yourself, six pokemon? And fast?
Clefable: Oh, you. You make it sound hard.
Thread by thread, stitching it together
Twilight's dress, cutting out the pattern snip by snip
Making sure the fabric folds nicely
It's the perfect colour and so hip
Always got to keep in mind my pacing
Making sure the clothes correctly facing
I'm stitching Kingler's dress
Meter by meter, fussing on the details
Jewel neckline, don't you know a stitch in time saves nine?
Make her something perfect to inspire
Even though she dislikes formal attire
Gotta mind those details
Even though she's more concerned with sales
It's Psyduck's new dress
Dressmaking's easy, for Spearow something batshit insane
Rattata something stupid
Blend color and form...
Do you think it looks cheesy? (yes)
Something brash, perhaps quite fetching
Hook and eye, couldn't you just die?
Making sure it fits forelock and crest
Don't forget some wizadry in the dress
Even though it rides high on the flank
Machop won't look like a tank
I'm stitching Machop's dress
Piece by piece, snip by snip
Croup, dock, haunch, shoulders, hip
Thread by thread, primmed and pressed
Hectare by hectare, never stressed
And that's the art of the dress!
Clefable: That's it. Keep them closed. Don't fucking look. I said don't look, dammit. Okay, you can look now! These are your new outfits. What do you think of your old duds now, Psyduck? Pretty swag, are they not? And Kingler! I made this dress for you and I designed each outfit theme to perfectly reflect each pokemon's unique personality. Oh, it took me forever to get the colors right on this one, Machop, but I did it. Oh, and it turned out FABULOUS, don't you think? And I know you are going to love yours, Rattata. It just sings autumn! And Spearow, look! Brown! Your favorite! Aren't they all amazing?
Kingler: Wow.
Machop: Yeah.
Psyduck: They sure are.
Kingler: Yes!
Spearow: CAW!
Rattata: It's.
Clefable: What's up? Don't you like them?
Kingler: They're nice.
Psyduck: And we're grateful, you worked so hard on them.
Machop: Mine's not as cool as I thought.
Machop: She asked.
Kingler: I guess what we're all saying is that they're stupid.
(collective yeah)
Clefable: Not a problem. Plenty more where that came from. Only a first pass. You're my friends and I want you to be 110% satisfied. Not to worry, I'll redo them.
Rattata: Oh, Clefable. Don't.
Clefable: I just want to be loved.
Psyduck: Are you sure? I mean, we wouldn't want to impose.
Clefable: It's no imposition. Really, I insist.
Kingler: In that case... Thank you again, Clefable.
Clefable: What have I done?
Rattata: Hello? You wanted to see me, Clefable?
Clefable: Rattata! Your new gown is ready. I completely reverted it and I know you might love it.
Clefable: Well?
Rattata: I...
Clefable: Oh, you're just saying that.
Rattata: No, it's... nice.
Clefable: "Nice"?
Rattata: That's what I said.
Clefable: If you don't like it, just tell me.
Rattata: But I do.
Clefable: Like it or love it?
Rattata: Don't make me decide.
Clefable: Which is it, damn you!
Rattata: Please don't yell at me.
Clefable: Just tell me what you really think.
Rattata: No.
Clefable: Tell me.
Rattata: No.
Clefable: Tell me!
Rattata: I like it.
Clefable: FUCK YOU, TELL ME!
Rattata: All right, fine! Since you really want to know. [inhales] They're fucking stupid. [pauses] But, uh... you know... um, whatever you want to do is fine.
Kingler: Now, the star on my belt need to be technically accurate. The Soviet flag has one star, not eight.
Stitch by stitch, stitching it together
Deadline looms, don't you know the client's always right?
Even if my fabric choice was perfect
Got to get them all done by tonight
Spearow, the color's too obtrusive
Wait until you see it in the light
I'm sewing them together!
Spearow: CAW! CAW!
Clefable: Well, I think...
Spearow: CAW.
Clefable: Well...
Spearow: CAW!
Hour by hour, one more change
I'm sewing them together, take great pains
Rattata, you're putting me in a bind
Machop, what is on your mind?
Oh my god, there's not much time
Don't forget, you're here forever
Dressmaking's easy, every customer's call
Brings a whole new revert
Have to pick up the pace, still hold to my vision
Kingler: This looks nothing like the Soviet flag.
Rattata: French haute couture, please.
Clefable: Fuck's sake.
Psyduck: What if it rains?
Spearow: CAAAW!
Clefable: Streamers?
Spearow: CAW?
Clefable: Streamers it is.
Machop: What?
Clefable: Aren't you going to tell me to change something too?
Machop: No. Why would I?
Clefable: Do you not like the color?
Machop: I didn't say that.
Clefable: Do you not like the shape?
Machop: I'm going to fucking kick your ass.
[Spearow] CAW CAW
[Machop] All we really like is what we know
[Kingler] Gotta balance style with adherence
[Rattata] Making sure we make a good appearance
[Psyduck] Even if you simply have to fudge it
[Everypokemon] Make sure that it stays within our budget
Got to overcome intimidation
Remember, it's all in the presentation!
Piece by piece, snip by snip
Croup, dock, haunch, shoulders, hip
Bolt by bolt, primmed and pressed
Hectare by hectare, always stressed
And that's the art of the dress!
Clefable: Oh, Pikachu. These are the ugliest dresses I've ever made.
Clefable: Okay. I did exactly what you wanted.
Kingler: Oh my!
Rattata: It's poifict!
Machop: Nice.
Psyduck: Wow. They're the best clothes I could ever want.
Everypokemon: It's exactly what I asked for!
Kingler: Thank you , Clefable.
Spearow: CAW
Clefable: I'm just glad it's over.
Lucario: You aren't gonna believe this shit! You hearda that fag Hoity-Toity?
Kingler: That fashion show guy, right?
Lucario: Exactly right, bitch! He heard bout your stupid fashion show. Well, maybe I happened to mention it to him... He's hauling his fat ass down from Kanto to see your shitty dresses, Clefable!
Psyduck: I say! You could sell some of your dresses to this fellow. Your business will boom!
Kingler: Wow!
Machop: Well, how about that.
Spearow: CAW!
Clefable: Hoity-Toity? He's coming here? To see THESE dresses?
Lucario: The fuck did I just say, whore? You fuckin' deaf or somethin'?
Clefable: There he is! [breath] Relax, Clefable. Your friends like their outfits and so will he. HUUUEEEE, what's up with the lights?! Oh, yeah. That means the show's starting.
Lucario: Fuck you all. Here's Clefable.
Psyduck: Why is everypokemon looking at us?
Kingler: Oh dear.
Machop: I feel like an ass.
Psyduck: I know that feel.
Hoity Toity: The fuck is this shit?
Clefable (to Pikachu): Kill me.
Lucario: Clefable, get yo sweet ass out here.
Spearow: CAW
Clefable: I'm never coming out! I can't show my face in Johto ever again! I used to be somepokemon. I used to be respected. But now everypokemon laughs at me. I'm nothing but a laughing stock!
Kingler: You said the same thing twice. Just come out, already.
Clefable: Leave me alone! I want to be alone! I want to wallow in... whatever it is that pokemon are supposed to wallow in! I think it's mud, isn't it?
Kingler: Now what?
Rattata: Less fuck
Machop: That's your answer for everything, you faggot.
Psyduck: We can't just leave her like this.
Spearow: CAW!
Kingler: Shut up.
Spearow: CAW
Clefable: Exile... I guess technically I'd have to move away to live in exile. Where would I go? It's going to take me forever to walk all that way. My pathetic legs couln't handle it!
Pikachu: (chuuuuu)
Clefable: Pikachu?
Pikachu: (chuuuuuuuuuu)
Clefable: Pikachu, get down from there. How'd you get up there anyway?
Clefable: Machop! What the fuck, man?
Machop: It was the only way. Now look at this.
Psyduck: We destroyed the dresses.
Clefable: WHY
Machop: Because fuck you, that's why.
Last edited by Liege on 10 April 2012 at 18:47
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