Laundry Day/Transcript

Gizmo: With my robot army, soon all of Jump City will be under my control. [cackling]

Robin: Do I REALLY have to deal with this now? !

Gizmo: Ah, the boy blunder. If you think the Teen Titans can stop my-- AAAH Robin!!.. You aren't wearing any pants. Robin: This ends NOW! Or I'm going to have to come over there! Don't think I won't, Gizmo. Gizmo: Uh, no, no. Stay over there. I'll take over the world another time.

(Gizmo then taps on his robot. All the other robots including his fly off. Robin then sees an open vent, dives under it, and climbs all the way inside to the headquarters. When he comes out, dirt, dust, and mud cover his shame.) Robin: (to the others) We need our clothes. (slams the door of the vent.) [clattering] Robin: You better have our suits ready! [crashing] Uh, that's gonna be a problem. [all screaming] [all grunting] Are those our clothes? The slime's taken them over. [electronic gibberish] [explosion] [dance music playing] You call that washing them, Raven?

Raven: Maybe you should have done them yourself, Robin.Like you were supposed to. (Robin refuses to listen to Raven) Beast Boy: Guys, we've got bigger problems than that now! (The Titan's suit look ready to fight and kill the Titans.)      Cyborg: Then there's only one thing to do. Robin: Titans, go! [crowd cheering] [straining] Our clothes are putting us on! Raven: This is not a good look... [grunting] [screaming] Hey! [grunting] Hey! Ow!

Cyborg: Don't you--doh! Ow! Ow.Ow. [grunting] [all grunting] Cyborg:This is the nastiest load of laundry ever!

Beast Boy: Not how I thought we'd go out. Robin: (While Starfire's suit is making him punch himself in the chin) It was my turn to do laundry. I'm sorry, Raven. The truth is, if we can only get out of this, I'd do all the Teen Titans' laundry for the next year. Raven: That's just what I was waiting to hear. (Rises into the air) Azarath metrion zinthos! (The spell than takes the life out of the clothes)

Robin: Wait. It wasn't the slime that took control of our clothes?

Raven: Nope, it was a magic spell. Robin: [siren wailing] You tricked me! And now you get to do laundry for the next year. Sucker! [alarm blaring] Uh-oh. Look, we have another alert. A creature made of fruit juice and barbecue sauce is terrorizing the city! Oh, man. That sounds messy.

Robin: Titans, go.... [music]