8-Bit is Enough Responses (The Field)

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Strong Bad's Cool Game for Attractive People has many responses when you talk to various characters and interact with various objects. These are the responses from The Field in 8-Bit Is Enough.

On these pages, A → B (right arrow) means that the response happens when object A is used on thing B, or in the case of talking to other characters, the indicated sequence of chat topic icons are chosen.


A short horizontal line between two or more responses, such as the one above, means only one of the responses is heard at a time, and that the action results in a different response each time it occurs.


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Bubs' Concession Stand

Concession Stand

STRONG BAD: Yup, the concession stand is still here.

Marzipan & Bubs

BUBS: Tell that machine to stop all that yappin'! We're trying to get some work done here!
STRONG BAD: Why aren't you behind the stand, Bubs? I got lots o' bootleg VHS movies I want to trade in.
BUBS: We're closed for remodelling, Strong Bad! I gotta fix all the damage YOU did while you were making your movie.
STRONG BAD: So why is Marzipong here? Protesting the construction?
MARZIPAN: Hmpf. Shows how much YOU know, Strong Bad. I'm making sure he does everything to code. I DO have an architectural engineering degree, you know.

STRONG BAD: How's the construction goin', Bubs?
BUBS: It'd go a lot faster if you'd stop bugging me and quiet down that dang old arcade machine!

Videlectrix Box

{Strong Bad lifts up the box and grabs the contents therein}
STRONG BAD: It's my new logic board from Videlectrix! Now I just need to install this baby in the Trogdor machine, and we can end this episode early!

The Field

Cell Phone

{Strong Bad pulls out the cell phone and dials a number. The phone rings.}
STRONG BAD: Good thing the Videlectrix phone number is the same as the secret code to get a zillion med in Awexome Cross.
VIDELECTRIX GUY: {on phone, while an 8-bit image of them appears off to the side} Videlectrix! We use computers... to make video games.
STRONG BAD: Yeah, {speaks quickly} my Trogdor arcade machine just broke all of a sudden for no reason at all after I didn't do anything to it. And now it's runnin' around all over the place beatin' people up and scaring everyone... {normal} which is actually pretty cool, except now I can't play it.
VIDELECTRIX GUY: {on phone} Uh... all our operators are busy, so... you've reached our voice mail. If you want to hear about Videlectrix's amazing catalog of all the best games... uh, say "One". If you want to join the Good Graphic-keteers Club, say "Two". And what else? For our inkline, say "Three".

'{After the logic board arrives near Bubs' Concession Stand}
STRONG BAD: The Videlectrix guys are probably busy making the coolest new games. I better not bother them.

Cell Phone → 4

STRONG BAD: Four!
VIDELECTRIX GUY: {on phone} You chose option four. That's... er, {softly} which one was option four?
SECOND VIDELECTRIX GUY: {on phone} You know, I... I didn't think we've had an "option four".
VIDELECTRIX GUY: {on phone; yelling} YOU GOT PAID TO THINK! HOW'M I SUPPOSED TO RUN A BIG VOICE MAIL AND PUT UP WITH YOUR LIST AT THE SAME TIME?!?
STRONG BAD: Four! Two plus two! Quatro! Double double deuce!
VIDELECTRIX GUY: {on phone} All right, all right, you got me. You say you got a problem with your Trogdor cabinet? You're gonna need to put in a new logic board. That'll fix it right up. We'll drop one off next to the concession stand nearest you.
STRONG BAD: Finally!
VIDELECTRIX GUY: {on phone} That'll be $149.95. How you wanna pay for that?
STRONG BAD: Uh, the number you have reached is not in service. Please hang up and try again.
VIDELECTRIX GUY: {on phone} Oh, sorry about that. I'll just—
{Strong Bad turns the phone off and the image of the Videlectrix guys disappears. A box with the V in "Videlectrix" falls out of the sky and lands next to Bubs' Concession Stand, which has been covered in scaffolding.}

Trogdor Machine

Note that using the key on the Trogdor Machine has the same effect for the first two responses.

{Strong Bad advances on the Trogdor arcade machine, but the beefy arm sticking out of him socks him in the face}
STRONG BAD: Oof!
{Strong Bad falls on the ground, then gets back up}
STRONG BAD: Can't get anywhere near that thing. Maybe Dumplo was right for once.
{Cut to a closeup of Strong Bad's face. An image of Strong Sad appears beside him}
STRONG SAD: You'd have to be some type of idiot to take on Trogdor alone.
{Strong Sad disappears as he says, "Some type of idiot" repeatedly. Meanwhile, Homestar walks into Strong Badia, behind Strong Bad}
HOMESTAR: Hey, Strong Bad! Whatcha doin'?

{Strong Bad advances on the Trogdor arcade machine, but the beefy arm sticking out of him socks him in the face}
STRONG BAD: Oof!
{Strong Bad falls on the ground, then gets back up}
STRONG BAD: I better cut that out. It's starting to knock the husk out of my naturally husky head.

{While Homestar is playing on it}
STRONG BAD: Homestar's using his head as a distraction. Now's my chance to fix the machine!

Key → Trogdor Machine

{While Homestar is playing on it}
HOMESTAR: {continues to take a beating} Ow. Ow.
{Strong Bad unlocks the cabinet door.}

Logic Board → Trogdor Machine

{When the cabinet door is open}
HOMESTAR: {continues to take a beating} Ow. Cut it out. Hey, good shot! Ow. Ow.
STRONG BAD: {starts inserting the logic board} Man, smells like burning wet The Cheat all down in here.
{The cell phone rings.}
HOMESTAR: {answering machine message} You've reached out and touched Homestar Runner. Please leave a massage.
{Strong Bad places the cell phone on the floor.}
VIDELECTRIX GUY: {on phone} Hey, Videlectrix here. Our legal department wanted to remind you not to install that logic board around anything that's exposed to radiation... {Homestar starts glowing again.} ...'cause it could potentially cause the end of existance as we know it. Okay, thanks! {hangs up}
HOMESTAR: {dizzily} Hey Strong Bad, could you finish my game for me? I'm feeling a little woozy.
STRONG BAD: {continues to put the logic board into the machine} Almost... got it...
{Cut to a view of the Earth from space. A series of white ripples is seen from where Free Country, USA is located. Cut to various shots of the cast in silhouette being blinded by the white light. Finally, cut back to the cabinet, now standing lifeless, with Strong Bad lying near it.
STRONG BAD: {stands up} Well, that was easy and extremely painful. I better go trick somebody into carrying this machine back into the basement for me.
{A roar is heard from nearby.}
STRONG BAD: {turns towards the sound, panicked} That sounded like it was coming from Strong Badia!

The Gremlin

Cool Car

STRONG BAD: {in his Dangeresque voice} Dangecar...esque. Full auto-pilot! Razor tipped sawblade hubcaps! Ejector hatch! And a top speed of zero miles per hour. {turns to the camera} Model shown with no equipment.

The Stick

STRONG BAD: Keep on stickin' it out, Sticky.

Strong Badia

Flag

STRONG BAD: The mighty flag of Strong Badia, a beacon of hope to all who loves fences and dirt. {faces the camera} And probably lots of chocolate.

Homestar

{First time only}
HOMESTAR: Uh-oh! Don't look now, but look at that thing over there!
STRONG BAD: Calm down, Homestar; it's just a rampaging Trogdor arcade machine.
HOMESTAR: Never mind that; I'm talkin' 'bout that walk-'em-up videro game over there! Ooh, I wanna play it so bad!
STRONG BAD: So... why don't you go over and play it?
HOMESTAR: {sadly} Because I lost my lucky video game quarter.

Homestar → Trogdor

STRONG BAD: Today's your lucky day, Homestar! You get to help me fix the Trogdor machine!
HOMESTAR: {excited} I DO?!? What do I do? What do I do?
STRONG BAD: Just stand in front and try to play it while I open up the back.
HOMESTAR: Oh, I'm all over it! I'm great at standing in front of things!
STRONG BAD: Yep, you're a regular standing Stan! Now let's go!
HOMESTAR: Can't, man. I gotta stay here in case my lucky quarter comes back! What if he shows up and I'm gone? {worried} He'll be so scared and lonely. He'll just be standing there holding his sno-cone and crying... {becomes deeply anguished} ...while everybody looks at him. {sniffs}

STRONG BAD: Just go play the Trogdor machine, already. It doesn't even TAKE quarters.
HOMESTAR: Homestar Runner knows two rules of the arcade: don't try to eat the fruit on the screen, no matter how delicious it looks; and never play without your lucky quarter!

Homestar → Quarter

STRONG BAD: What was all that yibber-yabber about a lucky quarter?
HOMESTAR: Lucky George has gotten me through a lot of tough jams: Street Masher, Street Masher 2, Street Masher 2: Slightly Different Costumes Edition... That quarter and I are arcade legends in five countries!
STRONG BAD: Yeah, yeah, you're a pinball wizard. But why are you trespassing in Strong Badia?
HOMESTAR: Because it's here! I can't find heads or tails of it, but something deep down in my gut tells me Lucky George is close by!

STRONG BAD: All right, all right. I'll help you find your quarter.
HOMESTAR: Thanks, Strong Bad! You're the eleventh best friend a guy could have.

STRONG BAD: I'll help you find that quarter.
HOMESTAR: Oh boy! Where is it?
Homestar → Quarter → Angel
STRONG BAD: Where'd you have it last?
HOMESTAR: Well, there was the pie-eating contest this morning, and then that hour I spent saying "Hey Marzipan, guess what!" to Marzipan, and then Coach Z bet me a moist Benjamin I couldn't catch the quarter in my mouth, and then I came here and must've dropped it. But if anybody can dig it up, you can! I hear you're the best digger in Cairo!

STRONG BAD: It's gotta be around here somewhere.
HOMESTAR: It's always in the third-to-last place I look.
STRONG BAD: {puzzled} Uh... what?
HOMESTAR: I always like to look a few extra times to make sure I found it. But if anybody can dig it up, you can!

{After obtaining the coin}
STRONG BAD: You swallowed it.
HOMESTAR: {bitterly} Step off! Don't even joke about that! That lucky quarter keeps me a champion! From videogames, to track and field, to gambling on whether or not I can catch said lucky quarter in my mouth...
Homestar → Quarter → Devil
STRONG BAD: Yeah, I just saw it next to that Trogdor machine.
HOMESTAR: Oh boy! Wait here! {runs to the machine, crouches down to look just before Trogdor punches him, and walks back disappointingly} Nope, I don't see it! {goes back to the machine, and crouches down before Trogdor could punch him} Whooops, my foot's untied. {walks back}

STRONG BAD: I swear I saw it next to the Trogdor Machine.
HOMESTAR: I'm on it! {runs to the machine, crouches down to look just before Trogdor punches him, and walks back disappointingly} Nope, I don't see it!

Metal Detector → Homestar

{The Metal Detector is responding as if it's almost found something metal.}
HOMESTAR: {excited} Whoa! Did you find my quarter? Lucky George, here boy! Ooh, it's so close I can TASTE it! I'll just step over here so you can get to digging it up!
{Homestar steps away, but the detector's reactions slows down as he did so.}
STRONG BAD: Hey!
{Homestar walks back to his original position. The detector's reactions speed up.}
HOMESTAR: There it is again! It must be on the move!
STRONG BAD: {points the detector towards Homestar's torso; the "metal found" riff is heard} Uh, Homestar... {points the detector back to the floor} ...did you swallow your lucky quarter?
HOMESTAR: Of course not! And it certainly didn't taste anything like butterscotch!
{Strong Bad points the detector back towards Homestar's torso. A radiant glow then shines around him, revealing that the quarter is inside his stomach.}
HOMESTAR: You must be using it wrong. Let me try. {takes the detector} Sounds like Lucky George is on the move! I'll find him! {walks off and stops near the Trogdor machine} Whoa! Did you hear that? {bends down to his left, dodging another punch} It MUST be around here! {bends down to his right, dodging yet another punch, before standing up and throwing the detector on the ground} Your so-called "metal detector" must be broken, I don't see it anywh-
{Trogdor FINALLY sneaked a punch onto the back of Homestar's head.}
HOMESTAR: OOOOF!
{The coin flies out of Homestar's mouth, hits Strong Bad's head and lands on the floor. He picks it up while Homestar walks back to Strong Badia.}

Quarter → Homestar

STRONG BAD: Yo, mushbrain. {pulls out the quarter} Check out what your slimy innards horked up!
HOMESTAR: {receives the quarter} Lucky George! All right SB, lemme at that Trogdor machine!
{Homestar walks towards the machine, places the quarter inside and starts playing it. He doesn't flinch at all when getting punched by Trogdor's beefy arm.}
STRONG BAD: Ouch. It's a good thing Homestar's head is so soft, spongy, and... y'know... empty.

Sign

STRONG BAD: {reads it} Strong Badia. Population: Tire.

Tire

STRONG BAD: Nothin' like a derelict tire to bring down property values.

The Whale

Drive-Thru Whale

DRIVE-THRU WHALE: Welcome to Blubb-o's. Please hold.
STRONG BAD: Uh... okay. {long pause} How about-
DRIVE-THRU WHALE: {interrupts} Not yet.
{Another long pause}
DRIVE-THRU WHALE: Okay now. Can I fake disorder please?

DRIVE-THRU WHALE: Please maintain a safe distance from the hot oil spray.
STRONG BAD: {backs away slightly} How far is a safe distance?
DRIVE-THRU WHALE: You'll see.

DRIVE-THRU WHALE: Our fatty melts come scattered, smothered, covered, and humiliated.

DRIVE-THRU WHALE: Freeze-dried Mormons at the second window.
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