Episode 23 - "Sharrock"
(In Phantom Cruiser, with cheesy jazz guitar music)
SPACE GHOST: I think you need to get your own car. I can't pick you up every single day! Maybe you could get a bike.
ZORAK: Just drive. Not in the mood.
SPACE GHOST: If you think I'm going to keep picking you up like this, every day, you're sorely mistaken, little mister! Moltar and I don't work fifteen minutes a week to have you treat us like your servants. So you had just better start saving up your money, Buster Brown, because this is the last week I'm putting wear and tear on this cruiser when you can't even show a little appreciation for how hard we work! In fact, you know what I think? I think that maybe you need to get out there and find yourself a part-time job. Don't you have any skills? What do you like to do?
ZORAK: Nothin'.
SPACE GHOST: Hmm. Well, what are you good at?
ZORAK: Eh, everything.
SPACE GHOST: I'll ask my friend Merle if he needs any help.
ZORAK: Eh, who's Merle?
SPACE GHOST: You know, Merle! At the lumberyard.
ZORAK: I ain't workin' at no lumberyard!
SPACE GHOST: Well, you're not gonna be a free-loader all of your life!
ZORAK: (growls, mutters under his breath)
SPACE GHOST: What? What did you say to me?
ZORAK: Em, oooh, nothin'.
SPACE GHOST: And would it kill you to wear some pants every once in a while?
ZORAK: Are we there yet?
(Opening theme & titles - extended version)
SPACE GHOST: (invisos in to set) Greetings! I'm Space Ghost! Joining me...
CHRISTY: (plays drum solo)
SPACE GHOST: Eh, Christy? (waits until Christy finishes) Joining me on tonight's show...
CHRISTY: (starts playing drums again)
SPACE GHOST: Christy! (waits until Christy finishes again) Joining me on tonight's show, Fred Cracklin! (one last cymbal crash)
MOLTAR: No way!
SPACE GHOST: Oooh, yes way! Fred Cracklin! In the flesh!
ZORAK: (mutters under his breath)
SPACE GHOST: What! What did you say?
ZORAK: I ain't workin' at no lumberyard!
SPACE GHOST: Play me to the desk!
ZORAK: (starts playing Space Ghost to the desk)
SPACE GHOST: (invisos to desk, while screen lowers with "Fred") (shouting above music) Please welcome Fred Cracklin!
SPACE GHOST: (waits patiently while Zorak plays for 1:50) Alrighty!
Fred Cracklin: Okay.
SPACE GHOST: We'll be right back with Fred Cracklin.
Fred Cracklin: Okay.
:INTERRUPT FEED
:START FEED
SPACE GHOST: The set appears to be rumbling. Are we under attack, Moltar?
MOLTAR: Hmmmm... Yep, we're under attack.
SPACE GHOST: Yeah, I thought so. By one of my enemies, I bet.
MOLTAR: Yeah, I guess one of your enemies is attacking us.
SPACE GHOST: Yeah, that figures. Uh, hey, Zorak, we're under attack.
ZORAK: Oh, don't that beat all?
SPACE GHOST: Moltar, you better let our viewers know that we're under attack.
MOLTAR: Yeah... (throws lever, test pattern appears:)
(Sonny's jazz guitar music plays for 1:45)
SPACE GHOST: Okay, we'll level with you. The Ghost Planet isn't really under attack. All that rumbling and shaking? That was made up! We're just sitting here like normal. Moltar was shaking the camera and adding a few sound effects.
MOLTAR: Yeah, I had a sheet of tin, and, some, uh, bubble wrap I was poppin'.
ZORAK: Those explosions, I was playin' that right here on my keyboard (plays a chord)
SPACE GHOST: And that's not really Fred Cracklin on the monitor, it's Thurston Moore from "Sonic Youth".
THURSTON MOORE: Hi.
SPACE GHOST: Hey, Thurston, thanks for doin' the show.
THURSTON MOORE: Okay, well, thank you.
SPACE GHOST: We asked Thurston to join us because tonight, we just felt like playing you the music of Sonny Sharrock and Lance Carter. And now, here's "Ghost Planet National Anthem".
(Extra long credits roll)
(Space Ghost dances and flies into space)
(Zorak blinks in time to the music)
(Moltar flips between channels, scenes are in sync with the music)
| SONNY SHARROCK 1940 - 1994 |