But trust me, these guys are like real, real musicians. Mordecai: And that's why you've never heard of them. You gotta be in the know to know, you know. Mordecai: Yeah, I know, you wouldn't have. Mordecai: (holds up CD) No, the band, Brain Explosion. I've got the perfect solution: Brain Explosion. (clock transition to Mordecai and Rigby in their room) Mordecai: Well, for my sanity and yours, we gotta get that song outta there. Rigby: I'm sorry, I can't help it, it's stuck in my head, and I can't get it out. Mordecai: (blows up in annoyance) Dude! Quit it! (cut to Mordecai and Rigby walking in the park, Rigby sings again, however, Mordecai is annoyed by this song, unable to take it anymore.) Rigby: Gonna head down to the beach, gonna do some beachy things. (cut to Mordecai and Rigby watching television. Cut to Mordecai and Rigby cleaning the gutters. Mordecai: (now annoyed) Yes, please stop. Rigby: It's summertime. (eats sandwich) Lo-o-ovin'. (cut to Mordecai and Rigby eating sandwiches) Mordecai: Now you're making sense, and now I'm making snacks. Rigby: Man, I guess some stuff just doesn't hold on. (Rigby ejects tape and throws tape into garbage) Mordecai: (uninterested) I told you, man. Singer: Gonna gather all my friends and we'll party through the night. Gonna head down to the beach, gonna do some beachy things. Singer: It's summertime, and you know what that means. (Cut to Rigby putting tape in the stereo. Mordecai: Fine, but only because I want to take a break. Rigby: You need to get your mind out of these gutters, and into the summer. Mordecai: (annoyed) I'm not listening to that trash. Once we pop this into the stereo, all the good memories will come flooding back, and you'll see. Mordecai: Yeah, just for that one summer in junior high and then I realized how lame it was. Rigby: Nah, you were all into it too, I remember. Mordecai: (annoyed) What? This song sucks. Rigby: Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! (grabs tape) Aw, this is my jam right here!
Rigby: "Summertime Loving: Loving in the Summer (Time)"? (Mordecai looks at the tape. (wipes dirt off of tape to reveal the words "Solid Bold") Solid Bold? Augh, it's that single of that summertime song. Rigby: Don't you wanna see what band it is? Mordecai: (Picks up tape) Weird, it's a tape. Mordecai: Agh! (Tape falls to the ground) What the heck?! A cassette tape is launched into the air and hits Mordecai in the head) (Rigby hoses the leaves out of the gutter. Rigby: Sorry man, you should have thought about that before you threw paper, and lost to my scissors. Mordecai: Yeah, well, you don't need those gloves to hold the hose. (Positions the hose to his crotch, turns it on and pretends to pee) Ohhhhh. Rigby: I'm helping, I'm holding the hose. Mordecai: What? Look, we're not up here to enjoy the view, so will you just come and help me clean these gutters? The world seems different at this height. Rigby: I don't know, I kind of like it up here. Mordecai picks up the dirty leaves and puts them into a bucket) (Mordecai and Rigby are cleaning out the gutters of the house. This page is the transcript for " This Is My Jam". You can help clean up this page by correcting spelling and grammar, removing factual errors and rewriting sections to ensure they are clear and concise, moving some elements when appropriate, and helping complete the transcript. Reader's discretion is advised until fixing is done. It may contain errors, spelling, grammar and structure issues, or inconsistent formats, or be incomplete. This article is under the scope of the Transcript Cleanup Project and has yet to be cleaned up to a higher standard of quality.
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