Sean Marquette: Mac

Mac Daddy

Mac

Mac: But, Bloo, I thought you didn't like Cheese.
Blooregard "Bloo" Q. Kazoo: You know what, Mac? You're right. I didn't like Cheese. I had difficulty tolerating Cheese. And as far as I could tell, nobody else really had a taste for Cheese, either. Except the mice. Mice like Cheese.
Cheese: Hi, doggies.
Blooregard "Bloo" Q. Kazoo: But now, even though Cheese once made my stomach turn, I love Cheese. I hope to have my taste of Cheese every day, maybe even for the rest of my life, even though Cheese smells. I think if we look deep in our hearts, we can all have an appreciation of Cheese, and embrace his unique... flavor, if you will. I love you, brother.
[hugs Cheese]
Cheese: I pooted.

Blooregard "Bloo" Q. Kazoo: [to Cheese] Get outta here!
[Cheese walks away... and then sneaks back up behind them, using his horse to listen in on them]
Mac: Come on, I brought Mom's drill...
Blooregard "Bloo" Q. Kazoo: So?
Mac: We can paint flames on the sides...
Blooregard "Bloo" Q. Kazoo: So... ?
Mac: We can ride down that huge hill on Mulberry Lane...
[Bloo's expression lights up]
Blooregard "Bloo" Q. Kazoo: Oh, Mac! You mean it?
Mac: Of course. Just like I promised.
Blooregard "Bloo" Q. Kazoo: Oh, Mac, you're the best kid an imaginary friend could ever...
[Bloo sees Cheese has returned and shrieks at him at an unbelievably high pitch]
Blooregard "Bloo" Q. Kazoo: Will you get that thing away from me?