Transcription:M.A.S.K.'s Off

Matt Trakker: Venom will never suspect that this ordinary gas station is really the head quarters of our high tech crime fighting team, M.A.S.K.

Alex Sector: I can't hear a word he's saying. Gloria! Can you hear Matt?

Gloria Baker: Did you just call me fat?

Matt Trakker: Okay. I know they look cool, but there's no need to wear these inside. Come on. Masks off.

Confused Customer: Hey! Anyone here?! I think you're pump's broken!

Matt Trakker: Now I don't wanna alarm anybody, but the agents of Venom already have their acronym figured out. There really up our asses.

Alex Sector: I'd like to get up Gloria's ass.

Gloria Baker: What did you say?

Alex Sector: I said I hate Vemon.

Gloria Baker: No you didn't.

Alex Sector: You mis heard me because of my mask.

Angry Customer: Hey buddy! Get a move on!

Confused Customer: Well, it's not my fault so lay off!

Angry Customer: Is he paying by check or something?!

Confused Customer: Well, I can't find an attendant! So, what do you want me to do?

Alex Sector: Mobile attack serial killers! Like we'll murder Venom's ass!

Gloria Baker: You're not even trying!

Matt Trakker: What if we just call ourselves Helmet? The heroic elete making legion elete tacos. I-

(The M.A.S.K. alarm begins to go off)