The Pizza/Transcript

The Worst Day Ever
(The Episode Starts When The Wattersons are all arguing in unison)

All: Worst Day Ever!

(They sit together in a couch, only ending up breaking it)

Nicole: Richard, it's your turn to make dinner. The only thing I feel like serving up today is a knuckle sandwich!

Richard: Gumball, it's your turn to make dinner!

Gumball: Why?

Richard: Because I'm too angry to think up a valid excuse!

Gumball: Darwin, make dinner!

Darwin: Why me?

Gumball: Because -- (Gumball morphs and hisses like a monster)

Darwin: Anais -- (Anais slaps Darwin

Richard: Look, we've all had a difficult day. What we need is a balanced meal with meat and vegetables. I'm thinking tomatoes and ham, served in a bread base for a slow release of energy with melted cheese on top. Because dairy products are good for growing children's bone structure. It should minimize dishwashing, it'll be round in shape, negating any sharp edges to avoid oral injuries.

Anais, Darwin, Gumball and Nicole: Hmm, pizza.

Richard: Dagnabbit, I thought I just invented a new food! I was gonna call it: The Circular Half Sandwich with Stuff On It! (sighs) I guess my greatest invention will remain a potato stick fried in oil.

Nicole: Okay then, we'll get pizza deliver-- (punches the phone five times)

Anais: I... Think you're still a little bit tense, mom. You shouldn't touch anything for a while and let dad do it.

Pizza Delivery
Richard (on the phone with Larry): Okay, have you got it?

Larry: Yes, we have a family-sized pizza with one-fifth margarita, one-fifth vegetarian, one-fifth surf, one-fifth turf and one-fifth megameat. None of the fifths can be cooked in the same oven but mostly identical temperature on delivery.

Richard: And a toy.

Larry: I'm sorry sir, we don't do toys.

Richard: And a toy!

Larry: I guess I can run by the toy store. Pizza will be there in 45 minutes.

Richard (stomach growling) : I don't have 45 minutes! Faster!

Larry: Fine! If I skip my break, I can be there in half an hour. (Richard's stomach growls again) Fine! If I run the red light, I can be there in 15 minutes! (Richard's stomach seems like to agree with the 15 minutes.)

Richard: That is acceptable.

Larry: That will be $9.99, and would you like to add a tip?

Richard: I don't know. Does it taste good?

Larry: No sir, I mean do you want to pay a gratuity, for service. And in compensation for the half-hour long order you just made.

Richard: Do I have a choice?

Larry: Always, sir!

Richard: Great! Then no! (hangs up the phone) Aha! We're gettin' the pizza, and I saved us money! There's change just gone twice as good!

Waiting for the Order
(The Wattersons seems to be bored)