The Phone/Transcript

Gumball's New Cell Phone

 * CAMERA! ALARM CLOCK! LAPTOP!
 * Are you sure we won't need it anymore?
 * Of course not.
 * What is all this-- AAH!
 * We have everything we need in this state-of-the-art little *grunt* package.
 * I don't understand what all the fuss is about. We never needed a cell phone before.
 * What are you talking about? I don't know how we ever managed to live without it. OK, Where's the camera?
 * No camera.
 * Alarm clock?
 * No.
 * Please tell me we have the internet.
 * Dude, I think this manual was printed B.I. Before Internet.
 * I know that one day I'll feel regret about the many things we have lost today. But right now, I don't care because... Who's got a phone?
 * We got a phone.
 * I SAID WHO'S GOT A PHONE?
 * We. We got a phone.
 * WHOOO! THAT'S RIGHT!
 * WHOOO! THAT'S RIGHT!

Bus Stop

 * Hmm, I think I know why we haven't received any calls yet!
 * Is it because you look like a dork with you're brick-phone hands-free headset?
 * No, it's because no one's got our number.
 * Ahh!
 * Hey Ocho, here's our number. Zero, triple one, zero zero triple zero, one one zero one, triple one zero double one, zero double one, double one zero, triple one zero, triple zero! (01110000 01101111 01101111 01110000)
 * That spells "poop" in binary code.
 * What are you doing, not Ocho!
 * What? Why not me?
 * Hmm, cuz you're nuts...
 * What was that?
 * Nothing, it's just that, occasionally, you can get a little... intense.
 * Oh yeah? Is this intense? Is this intense?? IS THIS INTENSE?!?!?!?!
 * No, no, no, no....no, that's a perfectly normal level of intensity!
 * That's a relief, I just want to make sure I don't scare anybody. Thanks for the number.
 * Dude, be more careful, we can't just go around giving our number to anyone. Hey everybody, we got a cellphone! Who wants our number??
 * That's a relief, I just want to make sure I don't scare anybody. Thanks for the number.
 * Dude, be more careful, we can't just go around giving our number to anyone. Hey everybody, we got a cellphone! Who wants our number??

In School Hallway

 * Oh come on come on come on, ring already!
 * Dude, I think you're getting a little too hooked on this phone.
 * Shh! I don't wanna miss a call!
 * Hello, Gumball speaking please be quick I'm a very busy man  Hello?
 * Hey! Keep it down, man! I don't want to miss a call.
 * Okay .....Gonna take like three weeks to drill this hole now.
 * I DON'T CARE!
 * Shh! Hello, Gumball speaking, please be quick I'm a ver-
 * I'm not addicted! Hello?  Just take it. I don't wanna see it anymore.
 * Hello! Oh hey, hows it going? what? Uh.. hold on..  Do you mind? This is for me!  Sorry what? Oh nobody important. No, I don't think you're nuts dude.
 * I never liked that stupid phone anyway.
 * I'm not addicted! Hello?  Just take it. I don't wanna see it anymore.
 * Hello! Oh hey, hows it going? what? Uh.. hold on..  Do you mind? This is for me!  Sorry what? Oh nobody important. No, I don't think you're nuts dude.
 * I never liked that stupid phone anyway.
 * I never liked that stupid phone anyway.

Hardcore Gaming

 * This is the moment of truth my friend. Final level, one life left. It is time for the combo breaker.... Three, Two, One....
 * and : C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-Combo breaker
 * I should probably get that.
 * Leave it, dude! Focus! If we lose here, we'll have to start the whole game again! And I can't go through that!
 * But... what if it's important?
 * THIS, THIS IS IMPORTANT!
 * Chill out, it'll just take a second.
 * Darwin no, don't do it, man. DARWIN, PLEASE DON'T DO THIS TO ME!!
 * Just a little second...
 * Darwin, I'm gonna burst my tongue.
 * How do you spell "LOL"?
 * J-E-R-K.
 * How do you spell "LOL"?
 * J-E-R-K.
 * J-E-R-K.

Phone Retrieval

 * OMG, OMG, UF2HLP!
 * Dude, texting is for phones. We use real words when we talk with our mouths.
 * I lost my phone! I was texting in the library, and Mr. Small confiscated it. You have to get it back!
 * I'm sorry Darwin, but maybe it's for the best.
 * [Darwin slides off Gumball]
 * omg, omg, omg, omg, omg...
 * Dude, what do you want me to do? I'm a coward. I'm not gonna break school rules.
 * Alright.
 * Colon, closed racket!
 * What's that?
 * Colon, closed racket!
 * What's that?


 * [Outside Mr. Small's office, where Darwin is looking through the window]
 * Hummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...
 * Over there, up a bit, up a bit!
 * {{d|event|Gumball mocks Darwin by making a weird face]
 * I know where your phone is, you text maniac! Just chill out for a second.
 * {{d|event|Gumball again reaches for Darwin's phone, but he tips the box, which falls and spills all it's contents, including a firecracker; he also tips a jar of thumbtacks and a candle, which lights the firecracker.}}
 * Gumball, look out, look out!
 * Will you be quiet?
 * {{d|event|Gumball continues groping for the phone until he grabs the firecracker, squeals, and throws it at the window; it bounces off and lands at his feet. Gumball tries to put it out, but it does not work so he simply covers his ears.}}
 * Gumball, behind you! Behind you- *faints*
 * {{Template:Dialogue|event|Gumball sits on the firecracker; it detonates and smoke comes out of his mouth. The phone buzzes, Darwin looks through the window again, and Mr. Small hums again. Gumball reaches for the phone, but Mr. Small falls asleep and slams his head into the desk, causing several candles to fall. One of the candles cause the curtain to catch on fire. Gumball tries to blow it out with a folder, but it catches fire as well. Gumball throws the folder away, but it spreads the fire to a cabinet.}}
 * Oh man, what am I gonna do?
 * {{d|event|Gumball sees the fire extinguisher on the wall next to the door, and notices the phone vibrating on the ground nearby, surrounded by thumbtacks. Gumball steps through the tacks and grabs the phone, then makes his way to the extinguisher, but Darwin opens the door, slamming it on Gumball, then he swipes the phone.}}
 * Thanks.
 * {{d|event|Darwin closes the door as he goes outside. Gumball, dazed from the hit, loses his balance and sits on the thumbtacks. Gumball squeals in pain, then Mr. Small starts to make noises; he is starting to wake. Outside, Darwin is texting by the door, which opens as a coughing Gumball comes through with the fire extinguisher. Gumball uses the extinguisher and fills Mr. Small's office with foam. Gumball drops the extinguisher, exhausted, then growls at Darwin.}}
 * {{d|event|Wakes up and gasps}} I've meditated too long! I've become one with the universe!
 * {{d|event|Wakes up and gasps}} I've meditated too long! I've become one with the universe!

Addiction

 * *sigh* Darwin, we need to talk.
 * Uhh yeah...
 * You know, I love you man.
 * Uh huh.
 * But... I think you have a problem with that phone!
 * Yeah.
 * So I've arranged for your butt to be surgically grafted onto your face.
 * Yeah, yeah sure great.
 * YOU'RE NOT EVEN LISTENING!
 * Why don't you text me?
 * AHHH!!! GIVE IT BACK! GIMME IT! GIMME IT!
 * Look at what this thing has done to you! Your right fin has worn down to a stump from all that texting, the left side of your head is burning from all that radiation,  and worst of all, your tail has fallen off!
 * WHAT?! SERIOUSLY?! NOOOOOOOO!
 * No, I just said that for dramatic effect, BUT YOU GET THE POINT. This has to stop.
 * I'm sorry, but Darwin isn't available right now, or ever again. Please, get a life, stop texting, and NEVER CALL AGAIN AFTER THE BEEP. BEEEEP!!!
 * You're right, Ocho and I are phone-addicts.
 * Please don't tell me that was Ocho I just spoke to.
 * Who do you think was calling me all the time?
 * Um, you- you must forgive me buddy, I'm so sorry about that, we should talk.
 * DUDE DON'T! YOU HAVE THE PREDICTIVE TEXT ON!
 * What did I say?
 * Your mom gave me scurvy, I'm so ready for a fight. You're a dork.
 * He said "I'm coming." And he spelt that in capitals. Then he put arrow, colon, bracket.
 * What does that mean?
 * We need to get out of here!
 * WAH!
 * Hollooo!
 * I know you're behind the door!
 * No. No door here, bye.
 * I think we're fine- AHH!
 * We need to get out of here!
 * WAH!
 * Hollooo!
 * I know you're behind the door!
 * No. No door here, bye.
 * I think we're fine- AHH!
 * No. No door here, bye.
 * I think we're fine- AHH!

Ocho Attacks!

 * Dude! Please stop destroying our house!
 * I didn't mean that stuff about your mom! It was on predictive text!
 * Ahh! What are we gonna do?! He's completely out of control!
 * Let me reason with him! We have a relationship! I just need the phone! I'll have to send him a message!
 * No! Enough texting! This is what got us here in the first place! We have to go and speak with him directly!
 * Ocho, stop stop, please! Please! Truce! This is me. Your friend. Darwi-
 * Darwin. *falls on knees* NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
 * {{d|event|Darwin appears in front of him, and what appears to be a life counter; Darwin has 2 lives left]
 * Nevermind.
 * Dude, we've got 3 lives!
 * Then let's give him a taste of his own medicine.
 * {{d|event|Gumball and Darwin grab trash can lids.}}
 * HEY! PUNK! Game over.
 * {{d|event|Gumball and Darwin use the trash can lids to deflect Ocho's projectiles; eventually they get one to hit Ocho.}}
 * WE GOT HIM!
 * Really?
 * {{d|event|Darwin lowers his trash lid, and accidentally reflects a projectile at Gumball, who then disintegrates. Gumball comes back to life, and has 2 lives left.}}
 * Nice shooting, noob.
 * {{d|Darwin}}:It's the trash lid that's defective.
 * {{d|Gumball}}: Typical, blame the controller.
 * {{d|event|Gumball and Darwin are blasted and subsequently disintegrate. They return to life, with only 1 life left.}}
 * {{d|Darwin}}: Does that mean this is our last life?
 * {{d|event|Gumball nods}}
 * {{d|Gumball}} and {{d|Darwin}}: RUUUUUN!!!
 * {{d|event|Both dive for cover behind a fence.}}
 * {{d|Darwin}}: Gumball, we need to call the police!
 * {{d|Gumball}}: We can't!
 * {{d|Darwin}}: Why?
 * {{d|Gumball}}: I lost the phone!
 * {{d|Darwin}}: What!? Where? Let me get it!
 * {{d|event|Darwin tries to run for the phone, but Gumball drags him back and restrains him on the ground.}}
 * {{d|Gumball}}: What are you doing!? This is our last life, and you're gonna waste it on some stupid phone!?
 * {{d|Darwin}}: You asked for this! {{d|event|Licks Gumball's foot}}
 * {{d|Gumball}}l: Augh! Gross! {{d|event|Breaks his hold, so Darwin breaks free and runs for the phone}} DARWIN!
 * {{d|event|Ocho hits the cell phone}}
 * {{d|Gumball}}: Well, it still looks like a brick to me.
 * {{d|event|The cell phone disintegrates into small cubes.}}
 * {{d|Darwin}}: {{d|event|in a deep voice}} MY CELL PHONE!!!
 * {{d|event|Darwin grabs Gumball and runs toward the trash lids. He gives one to Gumball and takes the other for himself.}}
 * {{d|Darwin}}: Final level! One life left!
 * {{d|Gumball}}: It is time... for the combo breaker.
 * {{d|event|Ocho blasts a projectile; Gumball and Darwin reflect it back and forth between each other using their trash lids.}}
 * {{d|Gumball}} and {{d|Darwin}}: C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C! COMBO BREAKER!
 * {{d|event|The projectile picks up extreme speed, then Darwin shoots it at Ocho, but he dodges it.}}
 * {{d|Ocho's Mom}}: Ow! Ocho, what are you doing? You're not fighting again, I hope.
 * {{d|Ocho}}: Oh gosh, did I get a little too intense again?
 * {{d|Gumball}}: Psh! Nah. Totally normal level of intensity.
 * {{d|Ocho}}: Are you sure?
 * {{d|Gumball}}: Yeah.
 * {{d|Ocho}}: Are you sure?
 * {{d|Gumball}}: Hoo! Yes. Yeah yeah yeah yeah.
 * {{d|Ocho}}: ARE YOU SURE?
 * {{d|Gumball}}: Ye-e-s! Please go home now!
 * {{d|Ocho's Mom}}: Oh, that's good. He can get a little carried away at times. Come on, Ocho! Dinner's ready.
 * {{d|Ocho}}: See you tomorrow guys!
 * {{d|event|Ocho moves toward his mother, and a tractor beam carries him up into his mother.}}
 * {{d|Ocho}}: Can I sit in the front, Mom?
 * {{d|event|Ocho's Mom leaves; Gumball and Darwin look at their destroyed house.}}
 * {{d|event|Ocho moves toward his mother, and a tractor beam carries him up into his mother.}}
 * {{d|Ocho}}: Can I sit in the front, Mom?
 * {{d|event|Ocho's Mom leaves; Gumball and Darwin look at their destroyed house.}}

Epilogue

 * You know, I'm glad I had the strength of character to give up that cell phone. It takes a lot of willpower to overcome your own weaknesses. I hope you find that strength too one day.
 * You know, I'm glad I had the strength of character to give up that cell phone. It takes a lot of willpower to overcome your own weaknesses. I hope you find that strength too one day.