Orange: (groans) Is it just me, or is it really hot in here?
Thermometer: Oh, no! I'm feeling it too! And it's a scorcher!
Orange: Well, try not to blow your top! (laughs)
(Hand puts Cherry down)
(Hand sets Blue down)
Blue: I'm just sayin', a second ago it was dark and cool-
Cherry: What? How is this my fault?
Orange: Hey, it sounds like you guys need to "chill" out. (laughs)
Orange: Hey, no problem. I know it's hard for you guys to make friends.
Cherry: Uh, why is that?
Orange: Duh, 'cause you guys look like a couple of squares. (laughs)
Blue: There's one in every kitchen.
Orange: Hey! Hey, juice boxes, when are you gonna start dancing?
Cherry: What are you-what are you talking about?
Orange: It says it right there. You guys can "shake well."
Blue: Hey perv, stop looking at my label, that's none of your business.
Cherry: Hey, I'm surprised he can read.
Orange: I don't get it. With all that sugar, you should be more of a sweet-talker. (laughs)
Orange: Hey, hey, why do they call you Cherry? You don't look like a cherry.
Cherry: Uh, that's my flavor. I taste like cherries.
Orange: Oh, well then what does Blue taste like? Smurfs? (laughs)
Blue: Hey man, what's your deal? Blue is a recognized flavor.
Orange: Hmm, I don't know. What do you think, Pear? Is blue a flavor?
Pear: What? Don't be ridiculous. Of course it's not a flavor.
Blue: Oh, come on.
Pear: Okay, so you taste like blueberries?
Blue: Well, no, it's--
Pear: How 'bout grapes? Raisins? Blackberries?
Blue: More like a blue raspberry.
Pear: Oh yeah, except that doesn't actually exist.
Cherry: Hey, ever think it's what's inside that counts?
Orange: You have something inside you that counts? Did you eat a calculator? (laughs)
Blue: That's it. I give up.
Orange: Ooh, ooh, Cherry, hey Cherry! What's a billion plus three?
Cherry: One billion and three.
Orange: Whoa! You really did eat a calculator.
Cherry: No, I passed basic math.
Orange: Hey, we have a toaster. Are you gonna eat him too?
Toaster: Don't get any ideas, pal! I'm still plugged in!
Cherry: No, why would I-- Don't listen to-- (growls) It's really hot in here.
Orange: Hey, don't sweat it, dude. Whoops, too late. (laughs)
Blue: Can we go back to the fridge now?
Orange: Hey, hey, Cherry! Hey, hey Blue! Hey, hey!
Cherry: What? Why are you doing that?
Orange: Doing what?
Cherry: The yelling, the heys. It's all "Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!"
Pear: Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! Quiet! Hey!
Cherry: Stop it! (Orange laughs) Stop it with the "hey." No more "hey," all right? We're not doin' that anymore.
Pear: Good call.
Orange: (groans) But "hey" is my favorite word.
Cherry and Blue: No more "hey!"
Orange: Hmm... I can say "hola" or maybe "yo," that's kind of like "hey," but it's not. Um... Ooh! I got it! Cherry, Blue!
Cherry and Blue: What?
Blue: My head! Oh No!
Blue and Cherry: (yelling in agony)
Dane Boedigheimer: (drinks Cherry)
Orange: Stop it! You're gonna break the calculator.
Blue, Cherry, Toaster, and Orange (screaming)
Dane Boedigheimer: (sets scrumpled Cherry on counter)
Blue: (squirts at Toaster)
Toaster: No! You maniac!
Orange: Whoa! Ugh, geez. I guess Thermometer was right. It really was a scorcher. (laughs) You're not laughing, Pear.