Back to School / Weight Gaining [1.01]

Rikochet: A true luchador knows the only thing to fear is fear itself. Oh, and bullies.

The Flea: [popping out of the trash can] Que pasa, Rikochet. Long time no see.

Rikochet: Flea, how many times have I told you to stay out of my garbage? Now, come on. We're gonna be late for school.

Rikochet: A true luchador knows that size does not matter. Weight does!

Rikochet: Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! Three against one and I stand tall! Who's the man? Who's the big man?

Potato Patata Jr.: Yeah, you're the big man your weight class.

Francisco of the Forest: When you're pickin' on someone your own size.

El Haystack Grande: Yeah, you should have the guts to pick on someone bigger than you.

Buena Girl: Look out, Rikochet. They're using logic against you.

The Flea: Logic?! NO! NO! NO! Anything but that! Logic gives The Flea brain pain! [puts a bucket over his head] Okay, that's better.

Headmistress: I, the Headmistress say, NOBODY MOVE!

The Flea: The Flea cannot feel The Flea's legs! Oh, wait, here they are, right next to The Flea.

Rikochet: I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna out on enough weight to meet and defeat those oversized brutos.

Buena Girl: Rikochet, you've gotta put on 600 pounds by tomorrow morning. That's so buena! This will be one of the best challenge matches in the history of challenge matches. I think you can do it.

Rikochet: Flea, what do you think?

The Flea: The Flea thinks you have a lot of work to do.

Buena Girl: Hmm, Rikochet, you're only a dishonorable 300 pounds instead of 650! You should be ashamed. All our hard work for nada.

The Flea: Wait, The Flea has the answer. The Flea's parents are having an all-you-can-eat buffet at The Flea's family restaurant. Rikochet can eat the Flea's family out of house and home.

Buena Girl: Prepare to meet your destiny!

El Rey: Ooh, big strong Rikochet afraid of a little steamed donut in oyster sauce and cocoa.

Rikochet: The food's insulting me! Your sweet and sour pork is going down!

Rikochet: I'm ready to face those three big brutos! I'm looking large! I'm walking tall! [starts losing his balance] I'm…gonna… FALL! [falls over on his friends]

The Flea: The Flea cannot feel his arms! Oh, wait, here they are.

Buena Girl: Flea, those are my arms.

The Flea: The Flea cannot feel his brain! Oh, wait. Here it is, right next to The Flea.

How Rikochet Got His Move Back / Heart of Lucha [1.02]

Rikochet: A true luchador's signature move cannot be taught. It comes from deep within…like gas.

The Flea: A true luchador knows that good or bad isn't something you are, but a choice you make. Like flour or corn tortilla.

Woulda Coulda Hasbeena / The Anger of Cindy Slam [1.03]

Buena Girl: A true luchador knows that today is the only yesterday of tomorrow, whereas tomorrow is the today of tomorrow.

Rikochet: A true luchador knows that some people are only happy when they're angry, but being angry makes them happy. Won't that make them mad or something?

Buena Girl: What's her problem?

Rikochet: Cindy Slam put the "Grr" in "anger." Flea, the song. ♪ Angry Cindy Slam… ♪

The Flea: ♪ As jolly as a clam… ♪

Rikochet: ♪ She'll put you in a jam… ♪

Rikochet and The Flea: ♪ Angry Cindy Slam, Angry Cindy Slam! ♪

Mr. Midcarda: Rikochet, Buena Girl, Flea. FOUL! You're a tag team member short. You need one more. Anyone not in a group?

The Flea: Please not Cindy Slam, [crosses his fingers] please not Cindy Slam.

Mr. Midcarda: Cindy Slam!

The Flea: [facepalms himself] Zapatos de ratas!

Buena Girl: The Flea is going to lose his lunch! [The Flea vomits off-screen] Buena!

Rikochet: Here, Cindy. I thought maybe this cotton candy gerbil on a stick might cheer you up. Happy? Happy, now? See? You can trust me.

[As Rikochet and The Flea return…]

The Flea: Where is Buena Girl?

Rikochet: [shrugs and sees Cindy Slam has also gone missing and screams] Where is Cindy Slam?

Cindy Slam: This isn't my diary. [leaves]

Rikochet: Not Cindy Slam's diary? Not Cindy Slam's diary?! THEN WHO'S DIARY IS IT?!

The Fantastic Backpack / The Naked and the Masked [1.04]

The Flea: A true luchador knows that an enemy is just a friend, who… doesn't like you and is mean to you all the time.

Prima Donna Hodges: Carlton Cold Jones, stop that runt! Let's show him what we think of wrestlers that wear masks.

Buena Girl: You're late. I had to wait with The Flea.

The Flea: Yeah?! Well, The Flea had wait with The Flea too. And The Flea is not too happy about that, either. It is always the same. The Flea is always there. The Flea wears the my clothes, The Flea sleeps in my bed. The Flea thought to get a moment alone. But, NO! The Flea is right there right beside The Flea!

Rikochet: Flea, paquete. Look, I've got the three brutos from the Hairy Knuckles Wrestling Academy trapped inside my backpack! No more Carlton Cold Jones. No more Prima Donna Hodges. No more Heavy Traffic. No more shaking us down for our lunch money. No more giving us mask wedgies. What? You guys don't believe me? Just listen.

The Flea: [feeling a punch] Gee, they are in there.

Buena Girl: Get them out of there, Rikochet! They are dishonoring your masked stuff by touch it with their non-masked hands. IT'S NOT RIGHT!

Buena Girl: By all that's buena. Come with us if you want to make it out of here.

Rikochet: Masked Dog, you're a masked dog! Not a masked idol!

Rikochet: A true luchador knows that it takes much more than a mask to be a masked wrestler. But you really need the mask.

[Mama Maniaca is making breakfast as Rikochet enters the kitchen, wearing underpants over his unmasked face]

Mama Maniaca: Rikochet, what are those underpants doing on your head?

Rikochet: Uh…keeping my ears warm.

Rikochet: [walking down by The Flea's house; sadly] If anybody sees me without my mask, I'll be kicked out of school. I'll disgrace my friends, my family, the entire tradition of masked wrestling! I can't let that happen! I need someone who's good enough to be my friend, but low enough to bend the rules. I need the cleanest, dirty wrestler there is. I need The Flea! [rings the doorbell]

The Flea: [rushes to the door] THE FLEA ALREADY TOLD YOU! THE FLEA FAMILY DOESN'T WANT ANY STINKIN' COOKIES!

The Flea: Oh, Rikochet, you're face…is like all naked! [continues laughing hysterically]

Rikochet: Thanks, Flea. You're a real amigo. This is going to be a lot harder than I thought. I'm just glad Buena Girl isn't here. 'Cause if she sees I've lost my mask, she'll never forgive me, and she'll never shut up about it.

Buena Girl: [takes The Code of Masked Wrestling book out of her ponytail] "A masked wrestler must wear a mask at all times." [enraged] Ooh, there's no mercy for such dishonorable charlatans and fakes! They're going down! You tell your friend to stay out of my way because if I catch him without a mask, I will personally grind his no good, non-masked face into the dirt! IT'S NOT RIGHT!

Rikochet: Uh, thanks, I'll let him know.

Rikochet: That's it! [takes off the paper bag and rips it up] This mask is worthless!

Headmistress: [interrogating Snow Pea] And another thing, Snow Pea. You… [notices something] Ooh, wait! Someone is breaking the rules. Could it be…that boy has no mask on?!

Rikochet: Aye, the Headmistress. If she catches me without a mask, she'll throw me out of school! Flea, if I ever needed you, I need you now!

The Flea: Do not worry, Rikochet. The Flea stands tall and forever by your side. Hey, [laughs] somebody left their lunch. Suckers.

Rikochet: [turns around, seeing Headmistress approaching him] Gotta think fast. Think! Think! [puts his backpack on his head]

Headmistress: Take that backpack off your head!

Rikochet: I don't see any backpack.

Headmistress: You've got until three! Uno, dos… [yanks the backpack off of Rikochet's head, with his mask on; sweetly] Oh, Rikochet, it's you. I thought for a moment you didn't have a mask on.

Rikochet: I have my mask on? I have my mask on! Of course! I put it in my backpack so I'd know exactly where it was!

El Loco Mosquito: [kicks the door open along with Minotoro and Francisco of the Forest] Hey, Rikochet, you see a guy with a paper bag on his head around here?

Rikochet: Me? No. What about you, Flea?

Curse of the Masked Toilet / The Mummy with the Golden Mask [1.05]

The Flea: A true luchador knows that having a monster toilet around really stinks. Get it? Toilet stinks? [laughs]

Mr. Flea: Why is The Flea playing in the new Flea family toilet?

The Flea: The Flea is not playing… This time. The toilet is cursed! Cursed, The Flea tells you!

Mrs. Flea: That's nice, dear Flea.

Mr. Flea: Eh, Mr. and Mrs. Flea have to go out now.

Mrs. Flea: Flea, take care of Pulguita. Oh, and it has been three months. Tonight is shower night.

The Flea: NO!!! Anything but that! Not…shower night!

[Rikochet's house; Rikochet and Buena Girl are playing Masked Chess in his room as the phone rings]

Rikochet: [through voicemail] Ladies and gentlemen, he's rough, he's tough, and he's not home. Please leave for Rikochet after the noise.

The Flea: [through speaker] It is The Flea! Pick up! The new toilet is evil!

Rikochet: [rolls his eyes and answers the phone] Flea, last week, you said the fireplace kept eating junk food and leaving wrappers under your bed. Then, the week before that, you said the toaster oven was stealing your shoes.

The Flea: Well, the toaster oven is evil too, they say. [on phone] How else did those scorch marks get on The Flea's shoes? But, never mind that now. Listen, The Flea does not have much time.

Buena Girl: A true luchador knows that the greatest victory is making a new friend, even if that friend is ancient monster trying to take over the world.

Headmistress: The ancient Slamazonian people were an advanced masked wrestling society, who disappeared thousands of years ago. This is the legendary golden mask of Voladora, the Queen of the Slamazons! She ruled with a beautiful man, AND A FIST OF IRON, rather like myself. Until, she was deposed and unmasked in a title 'bout atop a great pyramid by a beautiful, but headstrong young princess! Rather like myself.

Buena Girl: The Slamazons? Sweet buena! My grandmother's part Slamazonian. She told me all about them. These hieroglyphics say that Queen Voladora's last masked words were a vow of everlasting revenge. "Under the greatest peril and the threat of certain doom, the golden mask must never be reunited with The Mummy."

The Flea: Why not, man? It fits like a glove.

Rikochet: Ay, mi. We've reanimated an ancient evil that remained sleeping for thousands of years. And it stole Buena Girl. But, why? Why?! WHY?!

Buena Girl: You have to get up, Rikochet! For the sake of your mask! For the sake of my mask! For the sake of all the masks of every boy and girl whose dreams have been crushed by a legendary 5,000 year-old mummified queen of terror! YOU CAN DO IT, RIKOCHET!!!

Bring Your Dad to Lucha Day / Our Founder [1.06]

Rikochet: A true luchador knows the value of family. No matter where you are when you call them, they gotta come pick you up.

Headmistress: Welcome to "Bring Your Dad to Lucha Day." Today, you will be wrestling for the honor of your family in a great and glorious tradition! The losers will weep in the pathetic depths of LOSERVILLE! The winners will prove themselves true luchador by taking home this! [holds up a prized trophy] The El Papi Corriendo trophy!

Buena Girl: It's so buena!

Rikochet: It represents honor, family, tradition!

The Flea: And The Flea could really use it as a doorstop in The Flea's bathroom! What?

Rikochet: Ah, who needs an estupido trophy when you have friends.

The Flea: A true luchador always consults The Code of Masked Wrestling, even though the print is small and there are no pictures or anything.

Rikochet: We've been in some bad spots before, but never tied to chairs in the middle of a bad guy three-way signature move crossfire.

The Flea: Do not worry. This is all a dream. Soon, The Flea will wake up and all will be fine. Uh, The Flea would like to wake up now. [chuckles] Somebody pinch The Flea. Zapatos de ratas! This is not a dream!

Buena Girl: THE LAST PAGE IS MISSING! [whistles] Everybody, freeze! I'll check "The Expanded Code of Masked Wrestling." [leaves the gym and returns, wheeling in an expanded version of the book] Slow moving cousin of buena! The last page is still missing. The Code of Masked Wrestling is incomplete! We've gotta fix this now. We gotta restore the pure buena of the code. We have to find the last page.

Rikochet: Um, don't move, guys, we'll be right back.

[The Three Mascaritas visit the Headmistress in her office, explaining about the missing last page]

Headmistress: [laughs] A page missing from The Code of Masked Wrestling? [laughs] You chicos must be loco! If we look in the limited edition, signed copy of the code, I think we'll find that the last page is actually… [gasps in horror] missing?!

The Flea: Why is Buena Girl in charge? The Flea thinks The Flea should be in charge. Okay, who else thinks The Flea should be in charge? [holds up Headmistress' hand; imitating her] The Headmistress thinks The Flea should be in charge.

Buena Girl: Compadres, look! We stand before the man who founded the school, and wrote The Code of Masked Wrestling. El Fundador.

Rikochet: Buena Girl, it's a portrait. It's not gonna help us.

El Fundador: Hello, there. Can I help you young estudiantes of masked wrestling?

Rikochet: Uh, then again…

Tooth or Dare / Mask Mitzvah [1.07]

Buena Girl: A true luchador flosses for the honor of good dental hygiene, not for some trophy or plaque. Plaque, get it?

Buena Girl: I…I…I got braces!

Rikochet: Oh, really? You hardly notice. Isn't that right, Flea?

Buena Girl: [sighs] Braces. My Lucha life is over.

Buena Dad: Buena Girl, let us tell you a buena story that will cheer you up.

Buena Mom: Many many years ago, Buena Dad and I had to go to the dentist.

Buena Girl: You did?

Buena Dad: [laughs] Did we ever! I was so nervous. And do you know what the dentist said to us?

Buena Girl: What?

Buena Parents: He said we had absolutely buena teeth!

Buena Mom: Now, doesn't that cheer you up, sweetie?

[They both leave]

Buena Girl: Um, no, not really. [falls over on her back]

Buena Dad: Great! You have a buena day, princess!

Buena Girl: [looking through her photograph album] Oh, look, Rikochet. I had perfect teeth. Here's me with my buena baby teeth. Here's me and my buena teeth mask horseback riding. And look, here's me and my teeth at the 24-hour no holds barred Baja-Luchathon… [sighs] before I got braces.

The Flea: Hmm… That reminds The Flea of something. Oh, yes. The dentist said The Flea has perfecto teeth. The Flea does not need braces.

Buena Girl: Flea, I don't wanna hear about your perfect teeth. I… [notices The Flea's teeth are still bad] But The Flea's teeth aren't perfect. Wait a minute. My buena sense is tingling. It tells me that something's wrong! I don't need braces. El Evil Dentista of Doom must have lied about The Flea… And me! [almost falls over; groans in anger] IT'S NOT RIGHT! [falls over] I am so gonna turn that no good, lying sack of dentures into the masked dental board!

Rikochet: Whoa! Hold your caballos there, Buena Girl. You can't just go to the dental board on a buena hunch. You're gonna need proof.

Buena Girl: Then I'm going to the evil dentist's office and get some! 'Cause I don't give up. 'Cause I'm Buena Gurl. 'Cause I'm a masked wrestler. And last but not least, I'm a…

Megawatt: Manta electrica! [zaps his electric bolts at Buena Girl, shocking her]

The Flea: The Flea thinks you are a freak of nature. [Buena Girl annoyingly shocks him]

Rikochet: A true luchador knows that manhood is not about a grande body, but a grande heart. But not so grande, it can't fit into your body.

El Rey: I know this bridge! Oh, chico, it's horrible! They say it's guarded by a beast that has no name!

Rikochet: Paquete, El Rey. It's just an old bridge, it's no big deal. Besides, today, I'm a man. I'm ready for anything. I'm standing tall. I… I…

San Luis Rey Monster: None shall pass! This is our bridge! We don't like anyone with only one head crossing it. Well, except for Masked Dog, of course. He's cool.

Rikochet: Ooh, I get it. This is all some test. Some part of my mask mitzvah.

San Luis Rey Monster: You're not even tall enough to tie your own mask laces! You can't be a man!

Rikochet: Today is the day I become a man. And all I do is run away. Well, no more. I'm gonna stand up to that three-headed giant. I'm not gonna let him push me around. I'm gonna do it for my honor, for my manhood, for El Rey's plastic leg!

Rikochet: Yo, triclops! Your mother was a one-headed ballerina!

San Luis Rey Monster: Mum had six heads, and she was proud of 'em! You're gonna pay for that!

The Flea's Fighting Fish / La Flamencita [1.08]

The Flea: A true luchador always offers the hand of friendship, even to a stupid fish who can't even shake it.

Headmistress: I want you all to enjoy this field trip through the underwater world of fighting fish. You have earned it with your hard work and dedication. So enjoy it! [Megawatt steps on a puddle of water, causing the lights to blackout] You! Megawatt, go wait on the bus!

The Flea: Wait, The Flea knows that fish. Mr. Fishy Fish, is that you? [chuckles] The Flea did not recognize you in that tank. It has been years! Can it really be you?

[Mr. Fishy Fish nods yes]

Rikochet: Flea, I know I'm gonna regret asking, but what in the name of botas de queso is this all about?!

Rikochet: A true luchador has, on his face, a mask; on his body, a sequent unitard; and on his feet, boogie shoes!

The Flea: Do not worry, The Flea will translate. La Flamencita said, "Clackety clack clack!"

Buena Girl: Don't be loco, Flea! Luckily, I speak Flamenco. She said, "She's furious at you for injuring her tag team dance partner." Botas Del Fuego's trapped under French Twist's imaginary weight.

Sr. Hasbeena: [pulls French Twist away] Most grievously heavy. He is out of wrestling for a week.

[La Flamencita angrily clips her castanet on Rikochet's nose, causing him to yelp in pain]

Buena Girl: [translating] Apparently, it's all your fault.

Rikochet: But… [La Flamencita angrily stomps on his foot] AYE! AAH!

Buena Girl: Don't interrupt! She and Botas Del Fuego were set to face their biggest grudge match ever against their arch rival, the cheeky annoying bag guy, Ballroom Blitzkriegs.

Headmistress: [elevating down] Nobody move! You, Rikochet. You put La Flamencita's partner out of action! You will fill in as her partner. So that she can defend the honor of her dancing. The purity of her mask. The rustle of her skirt against that cheeky annoying bad guy team of the Ballroom Blitzkriegs! Now, have fun, you two. The Headmistress has spoken! [poofs away]

Sr. Hasbeena: Man, I hate it when she does that. It scares the tights off me. Not cool.

Bunea Girl: [answering the phone as it rings] It's all buena, talk to the girl.

Rikochet: Buena Girl, help. I'm useless at this dance lucha thing. I can't dance!

Buena Girl: You're gonna let down La Flamencita.

Rikochet: I know! But a stone is not a fish. You know what I'm saying?

Buena Girl: Um, not really. Hang on. [flips through The Code of Masked Wrestling] Hmm, The Code of Masked Wrestling says, "If you're gonna let your partner down, at least have the guts to tell him face to face what a miserable, worthless, weaseling, incapable, floundering, idiotic loser you really are."

Rikochet: [chuckles] Does it say anything else?

Will the Real El Rey Please Stand Up? / The Musica Man [1.09]

El Rey: A true luchador comes in all shapes and sizes, even made of plastic and with perfect kung-fu grip.

Rikochet: A true luchador knows that music is the hot sauce in the burrito of life. And sometimes, a little can go a long way.

Rikochet: 15 minutes late?! Doh! We're gonna have to sneak past the Headmistress' office.

Headmistress: [sticking out from her office] You there, with the band, you're LATE!!! [holds up a detention note] Detention!

Rikochet: [lividly] THAT'S IT!!! I THOUGHT HAVING MY OWN MARIACHI BAND WOULD BE CALIENTE! BUT YOU GOT ME BEATEN UP, AND NOW YOU GOT ME DETENTION FOR A YEAR!

Headmistress: SILENCE IN DETENTION!

Pinball Wizard / Not So Buena Girl [1.10]

Rikochet: [bouncing around the title card in his pinball form] A true luchador rolls with the punches no matter what shape he's in. But it helps to be you know, round.

Headmistress: You, Rikochet! No bouncing in the halls! No bouncing in the gymnasium! No bouncing in the cafeteria! NO BOUNCING IN MY OFFICE! Rikochet! You, pinball boy! You're expelled. HIT THE ROAD!

Rikochet: Ay, basura.

Rikochet: Great, just great. If only I could move. [tries to but fails] But I can't. It's hopeless. I got expelled from school. I rolled away from my friends when they needed me the most. I've been kicked around and partially buried. A pinball gets no respect. A pinball gets no love. [starts breaking down in tears] A pinball is only a forgotten plaything. I'm useless! Completely useless!

Buena Girl: A true luchador never gives up on anything, especially yourself. And family. And donuts.

Buena Girl: [reading the fortune, not believing it] No. No. Sweet buena of destiny. [drops the fortune and sadly walks out of the restaurant]

Rikochet: What's up with that? [picks up the fortune] "You are not cut out to be a masked wrestler. You bring disgrace to the ring. You dishonor the great tradition of Lucha Libre with your very presence on the face of the planet. See back." [flips the fortune over] "What were you thinking, trying to be a masked wrestler? Pack it in. Who are you kidding? Turn in your mask and give up." [dismayed] Poor Buena Girl.

The Flea: Sí, The Flea thinks that that is a tough break. But The Flea did not get a fortune. [looks around and spots another fortune donut that a man is about to eat] Ah-ha! [swipes the donut] Muchas gracias. "Your personality is magnetic and outgoing. Everyone wants to be you." The Flea knew it all along! Everyone has always wanted to be The Flea.

Rikochet: Flea, this is serious! Masked wrestling is everything to Buena Girl. We have to help her.

The Flea: No problema. One magnetic and outgoing smile from The Flea and all will be well. [smiles, showing his rotten teeth]

Rikochet: Um, better let me handle it.

Rikochet: Buena Girl! You're trashing all your stuff? But, you can't!

Buena Girl: Fortune donuts are never wrong, Rikochet. I'm going to get rid of all traces of my futile dream of masked wrestling. Everything's being thrown away.

Headmistress: You, Rikochet! My office, NOW! [drags him away to her office]

Buena Girl: You know, if I were a masked wrestler, I could've saved him from the dishonorable consequences of cheating. But, I'm not.

Rikochet: [freezing up] Look, Buena Girl, I stayed up all night making this stinking fortune donut! READ THE FORTUNE! [Buena Girl doesn't respond] Okay, I'll read it for you. "Buena Girl is a great masked wrestler."

Buena Girl: You wrote that.

Rikochet: Um, yeah. But, that doesn't make it wrong.

Buena Girl: It is wrong. The real fortune donut said I was a disgrace.

Rikochet: [agitated; losing it] That's it, Buena Girl, I have had it! I've tried to help you get up on your feet and back into the ring! But maybe I'm the one that's wrong. Maybe you're right to quit. If you're gonna give up so easily, maybe you're not cut out to be a masked wrestler! You don't deserve to wear your mask! Take it off, and THROW IT AWAY!!!

Honor Thy Lucha / Chinche [1.11]

Rikochet: A true luchador knows that the price you pay for stealing is much higher than the price you pay for…uh, just paying.

Shoulder Angel Buena Girl: Don't do it, Rikochet! A true luchador never steals. It goes against honor!

Shoulder Devil Flea: Ah, just take it. Slip it into your backpack. Minotoro will never miss it.

Shoulder Angel Buena Girl: But without honor, a masked wrestler is nada! Don't do it, Rikochet! Don't take that card!

Shoulder Devil Flea: Don't worry, no one will ever know.

Shoulder Angel Buena Girl: Rikochet, if you keep that card, you'll dishonor the great and glorious tradition of Lucha Libre.

Shoulder Devil Flea: Don't listen to that goody-two mask. Keep it. It's all yours now.

The Flea: A true luchador must never be two-faced. After all, he's only got one mask! [laughs]

Buena Girl: You should be ashamed picking on poor little Chinche like that!

Rikochet: Flea, he's your cousin. Get it together.

Timmy of a Thousand Masks / All Creatures Masked and Small [1.12]

Buena Girl: A true luchador is always innocent until proven guilty, unless it's The Flea. In which case, there's a good chance that he probably did it.

Tic Tac Toe: Hey, Snow Pea! [to Minotoro; curious] I wonder what Snow Pea was doing with that pipe wrench. [opens the door and water floods everywhere]

[In the Headmistress' office…]

Headmistress: Snow Pea, your actions destroyed the bathroom and flooded the basement. Do you have anything to say for yourself?

Snow Pea: Hmm… Snow Pea.

Headmistress: Not this time, Snow Pea. You're EXPELLED!

Headmistress: [walks to her office and opens the door, seeing all the luchador students there] What is going?!

Sr. Hasbeena: Huh? Most Lucha funky!

Headmistress: Who told you all to come to my office?!

Students: Sr. Hasbeena.

Sr. Hasbeena: But-but-but, I didn't! Most uncool!

Headmistress: You, Sr. Hasbeena! You're expelled!

Mr. Midcarda: You can't expel him. He's a teacher.

Headmistress: Questioning my authority? You're expelled!

Headmistress: You, Buena Girl!

Buena Girl: Yes, Headmistress?

Headmistress: You called me a big fat jerk!

Buena Girl: I…I would never do anything like that. It's not right.

Rikochet: But we saw you do it. You were right next to us.

Buena Girl: It wasn't me! I swear on my mask!

Headmistress: Save it for somebody who cares. You're expelled!

Rikochet: I don't get it, Buena Girl. If you didn't call the Headmistress a big fat jerk, then who did?

Buena Girl: My buena sense tells me that something very wrong is going on around here and we've gotta find out what it is.

Headmistress: Who's out there? GET IN HERE!

Rikochet: Who's mask is that?

Timmy: It's mine. For I am… Timmy of a Thousand Masks!

Rikochet: A true luchador knows that friendships means, sometimes, you must take your best friend to the vet to be worn.

The Flea: No!

Rikochet: Not you, Flea.

Rikochet: Masked Dog, you've got fleas, thanks to The Flea. And having fleas in unhealthy. Fleas carry disease, and they're really ugly. Time for your half yearly flea bath at the masked vet.

Mask-Away [1.13]

Rikochet: [popping out of the water for air] A true luchador is never lost, he's just taking the scenic route.

The Man from M.A.S.K. / Flea's Bueno Twin [2.01]

Buena Girl: Flea, let's go! [sighs] Keeping your friends waiting on the Lucha bus when it's time to go home, it's so not buena. Where is he?!

Rikochet: Dumpster diving. He saw Skelantonio toss out a bag of half eaten donuts.

[After The Flea eats an apple, his costume turns white and becomes clean]

Buena Girl: Flea, are you alright?

Bueno Flea: Ah, Buena Girl. As usual, you are selfless and kind. Yet, we never tell you how we feel. [hugs his two friends together]

Rikochet: Your costume, it's white!

Bueno Flea: It was always white. Sadly, The Flea was not always meticulous in his appearance.

Bus Driver: [screeches the bus to a stop] Hey! No super natural transformations on the bus, or eating. Out you go.

[The Three Mascaritas are kicked off the bus and start to walk]

Bueno Flea: Sra. Bus Driver is quite right. The Flea scoffed once too often at her regulations and rules. Yet, they are muy importante.

Buena Girl: [spots a quarter laying on the sidewalk] Hey, look. A quarter. I guess fortune smiles on the buena. [squats down to pick it up] This must be my lucky day.

Bueno Flea: It's a shame that Buena Girl's lucky day comes at so high a price. That quarter has a rightful owner somewhere.

Rikochet: But, Flea, come on. How could we possibly find the person who lost it?

Buena Girl: The Flea is more buena than me.

Rikochet: Well, I don't know if he's bueno or not. But he's sure lot less fun. I wish he'd snap out of it.

Rikochet: Why can't The Flea be more like The Flea? I like the old Flea, better. [turns off the TV]

The Flea: [rubbing his eyes] By all that's filthy and disgusting. Where…where is The Flea? What has The Flea been doing?

Nightmare on Lucha Street / Revenge of the Masked Toilet [2.02]

Headmistress: [holding out a photo of Penny Plutonium] Penny Plutonium has not been at The Foremost World-Renowned International School of Lucha for two days. And I have received no explanation, no note, and no call!

Rikochet: Buena Girl! You're not supposed to be in here! This is the boys' room.

Buena Girl: What difference does that make?

Rikochet: Hello, weren't you in health class?

El Haystack Grande: [coming out of the boys' bathroom, looking beaten up] The toilet! [falls flat on the floor] It's…masked.

Buena Girl: It's a message from the Masked Toilet.

Rikochet: The Masked Toilet can write?

Buena Girl: "I, the great undefeated champion, challenge The Flea to a full flush elimination match at 3:00 this afternoon!"

Rikochet: Flea, if you wanna win, you need to practice.

The Flea: Good idea! First, I will practice hiding.

Buena Girl: That's not why we're here. A true Luchador never runs from a challenge. So, let's get training! Now, go get him!

The Flea: The Flea is angry that you have devoured The Flea's new pencil. Why?

Calling All Monsters / Pig Out [2.03]

The Flea: The Flea sees many gapping holes in El Gundamo's poorly planned plan.

Rikochet: Looks like giant sushi monsters have no defenses against The Flea's natural stenches.

Rikochet: Mama, have you seen my mini luchador with 323 movable parts?

Mama Maniaca: When was the last time you cleaned your room?

Rikochet: Clean my room. Uh, I think, uh… May, July, October, this morning! [sweating nervously] Yeah, that's it. Uhh…this morning.

Mama Maniaca: Rikochet, you cannot find anything in your room, because it looks like a P-I-G, pig, is living in there.

Rikochet: But, Mama, my room is so neat…

Mama Maniaca: So show me.

[As Rikochet and his mother walk to his room to prove by showing her it's clean, he opens the door and junk flies out everywhere]

Mama Maniaca: Rikochet?

Rikochet: Yes, Mama?

Mama Maniaca: CLEAN YOUR ROOM!

Lone Stars / The Littlest Luchadora [2.04]

Mrs. Flea: Mrs. Flea ran into Sr. Hasbeena at the market, and he told Mrs. Flea all about how you drowsed Skelantonio in your first match.

Mr. Flea: Mr. Flea and Mrs. Flea are so proud of their Pulguita. Knowing she would carry on the family tradition with honor.

Mrs. Flea: [pushes Pulguita's dinner aside with a plate of flan] You can skip your dinner tonight and go straight to Mrs. Flea's famous flan!

The Flea: But, what about The Flea? [Mr. Flea pours some peas onto his plate] What is this?! What are these tiny green balls?! They frighten The Flea!

Mrs. Flea: Those are peas. The Flea must eat vegetables if he wants to grow up big and strong like his hermanita.

The Flea: Pulguita this and Pulguita that. Who do you think taught her all those Flea-like moves? The Flea! That's who! Who is she to outshine The Flea?

Rikochet: She's your sister, that's who.

Buena Girl: Besides, how can she outshine you? You're still the big Flea on campus.

Ensalada De Frutas: [enters the cafeteria] Minotoro has just challenged Flea's sister, Pulguita to a match!

Thrills and Skills / Party Animal [2.05]

Dances with Bugs / Chain of Fools [2.06]

You Look Radishing / Lucha, Rinse, and Repeat [2.07]

French Twisted / Los Lobos de Lucha [2.08]

War of the Donuts / Show Me the Funny [2.09]

Rikochet: [standing the middle of the street, wearing a donut costume] Public relations have called it. Ay, basura.

Mr. Flea: [seeing everyone in line at the donut shop through binoculars; impressed] Looking good!

Rikochet: Flea, can I take this thing off? I'm starting to feel like a creamy filling.

The Flea: Sí, the place is full, anyway.

Buena Girl: And, it's not like there's any competition around here.

The Flea and Mr. Flea: What the…?

[They see a helicopter lowering down a new building across the street, under a blanket]

Rikochet: Maybe it's a tire store.

Buena Girl: Maybe it's a record store.

The Flea: Maybe it's a dumpster filled with chili cheese fries!

[The helicopter lifts the blanket off the new building, revealing it to be…]

Rikochet, Buena Girl, The Flea and Mr. Flea: A donut shop?!

Rikochet: Why would they build a donut shop there, when they have a Slammin' Donuts right here?

El Perrito: Hey, everyone! There's a new donut shop across the street! They're giving away free donuts!

The Flea: This is a disaster! A total…

Mr. Flea: And complete disaster! An evil competitor has come to crush me to the bitterest of ends! Mr. Flea's son can't handle this! Mr. and Mrs. Flea must save Mr. and Mrs. Flea's donut shop!

Mrs. Flea: And Mr. and Mrs. Flea's son!

Mr. Flea: And Mr. and Mrs. Flea's son, sí.

The Flea: The Flea will not give up easily. NO SURRENDER! [growls]

Rikochet: [inspecting the masked donut] How'd you make the mask? With chocolate?

The Flea: No. Leather.

Buena Girl: You might wanna rethink that.

The Flea: Really? [eats one] It's chewy.

Rikochet: Headmistress? I am the only one here.

Headmistress: And why are you the only one here, young Rikochet? Because you are the only student manager…whose partner has… NOT WON A MATCH!

Rikochet: But, Headmistress, you can't blame me. It's not my fault I got paired with Coco Dementos.

Getting Ahead / Los Fabulosos [2.10]

Meet the Muertos / Mask Maker [2.11]

Big Buena Sellout / Laying in Ruins [2.12]

[The Three Mascaritas watch a commercial on TV at Buena Girl's house with her parents being commercialized for Buena Bods]

Rikochet: Nothing like watching your parents on TV to get ourselves in shape with a big three-way tag team match!

The Flea: The Flea agrees. Pass the donuts.

Rikochet and The Flea: [as Buena Girl turns off the TV] Hey!

Rikochet: Why'd you do that?!

Buena Girl: It's just not right.

The Flea: The Flea agrees. Onion juice should be in a mug.

Buena Girl: Flea, that's not what I meant.

Mr. Midcarda: Today's tag team match features; Francisco of the Forest… El Loco Mosquito… And Cindy Slam… VS. Rikochet…

Rikochet: Let's Lucha!

Mr. Midcarda: …The Flea…

The Flea: The Flea is ready.

Mr. Midcarda: …And Buena Girl!

Buena Girl: Then, I'm shooting a commercial at 11:00, and after that, I have a meeting with my agent.

Buena Girl: [after Rikochet tagged her] What…happened…to…me? Rikochet! [gasps] My teammate needs me! Have I forgotten the truth?! [drops her energy bar and steps into the ring] The truth is that I stand for honor, family, tradition! I am the Buena Bulldozer of Truth!

[The Three Mascaritas enter the YOMAMA stadium to watch Rikochet's mother wrestle]

Buena Girl: It's so great to see you mom wrestle, Rikochet.

Rikochet: Sí. Everybody think she just stands around in the kitchen flipping pancakes, but in fact, she's one of the best wrestling moms in all of masked wrestling!

Buena Girl: [sees something through binoculars] What's that?

Rikochet: I can't tell. [uses all three binoculars to get a closer look, sees his mother's trophy in the backseat of a driving car] It's the trophy! Somebody stole it! [pans to see who the thief is; gasps] It's Maya Moderna! She's got it!

Rikochet: Where's The Flea?

Buena Girl: He's probably putting his initials in the high score.

[They see Maya Moderna standing in front of them]

Maya: [cackling] You should take better care of your things, Rikochet.

Rikochet: Okay, Maya, we need the trophy!

Maya: So do I!

Rikochet: For what?!

Maya: For this!

Undercover Flea / Kid Wombat [2.13]

Churro Overload / Mini Mercado of Doom [2.14]

Headmistress: [as The Flea is about to eat a churro] FLEA! Those churros are for the school fundraiser. Not for EATING!

The Flea: [sobbing] THE FLEA LOVES YOU, CHURRO!

Bag Boy: [growls and puts a paper bag on his head as a mask] Estrella del Fuego!

Rikochet: Why do you keep saying that, hombre?

Bag Boy: Now you shall see what it's like! Now, you shall feel…the Dust Broom of Doom!

La Bruja / El Niño Loco [2.15]

The Collector [2.16]

The Brat in the Hat / Election Daze [2.17]

Buena Girl: Hate to do this to you, Flea.

The Flea: The Flea hates to do this to you, as well!

[As Buena Girl and The Flea are about to face-off…]

Tibor the Terrible: [appearing] No. We hate to do it to both of you!

[El Loco Mosquito and El Perrito also appear]

The Flea and Buena Girl: Huh?

Tibor the Terrible: We challenge you both! Argh!

El Loco Mosquito: We are taking over the student council on a three-on-two match!

Late Night Lucha / Flea at Last [2.18]

Mr. Midcarda: Uno, dos, tres! Protozoa wins!

The Flea: And The Flea loses.

Headmistress: This makes five losses in a row, Flea. One more loss, and you are expelled, from The Foremost World-Renowned International School of Lucha! ¿Entiende? FOREVER!

The Flea: Expelled?! Forever?! Then what will The Flea do?

Buena Girl: You've got one more chance.

Rikochet: You expect me to risk the honor of my family and mask because you keep losing?

The Flea: Uh-huh.

Rikochet: Never…gonna…happen.

Flea's Personal Demons / Virtual Luchadores [2.19]

Day of the Piñata / Poocha Lucha [2.20]

Buena Girl: Flea, what happened to all the candy? Did you eat all the candy?!

The Flea: Well…maybe one thing lead to another. But what does that have to do with anything?

Buena Girl: If you were a piñata, what would chap your hide?

The Flea: If someone ate all the candy. [realizes] Oh. WHAT HAS THE FLEA DONE?!

[Rikochet and Heavy Traffic face off over Masked Dog]

Rikochet: That's my dog!

Heavy Traffic: My granny rescued him from the street and gave him to me. And I'm entering him in the big city pet show contest.

Rikochet: But that's my dog!

Rikcohet: [to Heavy Traffic] I challenge you to a match! Winner keeps Masked Dog!

Heavy Traffic: This flea bitten mutt? You're on, bag-head!

Heavy Traffic: Time to pay up, masked-freak! [Masked Dog jumps into the ring and growls viciously at him] Don't worry, little dude. You're almost mine.

Run, Lucha, Run / Epic Tale of Donuts and Heroes [2.21]

Mama Maniaca: Now, we're only going to be gone for a few hours. So we want you niños to be good.

Rikochet: Aww, can't we come too?

Mama Maniaca: Sorry, mijo. It's a school night.

Rikochet: But, Mama, the Lucha fabuloso mega match spectacular only comes once a year!

Buena Girl: And as the future of Lucha Libre, shouldn't we be able to…

The Flea: Blow up bedtimes so we can watch cool censoring action?

Parents: No.

Mama Maniaca: And be asleep by 9:00. Goodnight, niños.

Mrs. Flea: [screaming; bursts out of the kitchen] Gone! It's all gone! [faints]

Mr. Flea: What's gone?! What is Mrs. Flea talking about?!

Mrs. Flea: [stuttering] Doh-doh-doh-doh-doh…

Mr. Flea: [shuts her mouth] Mr. and Mrs. Flea must get a hold of themselves. There's no need to lose control. Now, what seems to be the trouble, mi amor?

Mrs. Flea: The well that supplies Mr. and Mrs. Flea with never ending raw dough and batter…has run dry! GONE!!!

Mr. Flea: Mr. Flea was afraid this day might come.

Rikochet: Aye, last place! This is loco. If we want those donuts, we'll have to work together! Crane of Justice!

Buena Girl: Buena Chain of Strength!

The Flea: Wrecking Ball of… Uh… Wrecking! Hola, amigos.

The Flea: This isn't how it was described! What happened to all the donuts?!?!

Rikochet: Does that answer your question?

Rikochet: That's it! If we wanna defeat this sugary monster…

Three Mascaritas: We gotta hit him where is hurts!

Attack of the Luchabots [2.22]

I Was a Pre-Teenage Chupacabra / Carnival of Masked Terror [2.23]

The Flea: Please, hair. Do not taunt The Flea. Don't you want some friends? Don't you love The Flea? [the string of hair plucks off from his head and flies away] Why?! Why can't The Flea grow hair?! WHY?!

My Hairy Knuckles / Brains Meets Brawn [2.24]

Buena Girl: I'm telling you, Rikochet, using The Code of Masked Wrestling, I could train anyone to be a great luchador.

Rikochet: Sorry to break your piñata, Buena Girl, but you can't just train someone like a pet. A true luchador has to have honor, skill, cunning, and donuts! Right, Flea?

The Flea: Precisely! That is why The Flea has made an indestructible luchador helmet, from burnt donut batter.

Carlton Cold Jones and Prima Donna Hodges: Heavy Traffic's back!

Asphalt of Doom / Hot, Hot, Hot [2.25]

Rikochet: I guess I didn't need any help.

Igloca: Now you must face…The Deep Freezer! [jumps into the air, turns into a refrigerator, and takes out Rikochet]

Pierre del Fuego: "Flame-face?!"

Zero Kelvin: Beats the heck out of "ice-wad."

Rikochet: Uh… Little help here?

Zero Kelvin: That was hot… Not.

Igloca: Experience The Stinging Chill of Winter!

Zero Kelvin: No problema. It's the best way to make a Snow Cone of Superiority!

Igloca: Then, I switch to…Cold Frost of Calamity!

Pierre del Fuego: That's it, Igloca.

Zero Kelvin: We beat you fair and square.

Rikochet: Now you have to give this stuff back to the sweltering citizens of the city!

Igloca: Never! If I can't have it, no one can!

Getting His Goat / 10 Rounds of Trouble [2.26]

Buena Basura / Shamrock 'n Roll [3.01]

Rick O' Shea: Me coins! Me coins! Give me back me coins! My beautiful magic coins!

Rikochet: You don't need magic. Let me teach you some fundamentals.

Buena Girl: If we are noble and brave like Rikochet, we can beat these things.

The Flea: Nice knowing you, Buena Girl.

The Spider and the Flea / The Incredible Penny Plutonium [3.02]

The Flea: Hiya, teammates. Let's go get us a belt.

El Loco Mosquito: Not so fast, Flea! I'm going first.

Dragonfly: No! It's my turn!

Rikochet and Buena Girl: Get the belt!

El Loco Mosquito: I believe you are surely mistaken.

Headmistress: If you don't bring back the belt before this clock stops ticking, you three are going OUT THE LUCHA DOOR!

Dragonfly: Uh, excuse me, ma'am. What does that mean?

Headmistress: Oh. [chuckles] That just means, you will all be…EXPELLED!!!

Rikochet: Headmistress is gonna blow.

Buena Girl: We'd better distract her.

Rikochet: Calm down, Headmistress.

Buena Girl: There's no reason to be mad.

Rikochet: There are plenty of things to do besides being mad.

Buena Girl: Like, polishing your mask!

Rikochet: Go, Los Insectos! We'll keep her busy until you bring back the belt.

Dragonfly: We'll never get the belt back!

The Flea: Well, maybe if El Loco Mosquito had a better move than "Stinger of Submission."

El Loco Mosquito: [clears throat] Ahem. Aren't you forgetting something?

Dragonfly: Yeah! Like, us!

Dare to Lucha / Monkey Business [3.03]

Cindy Slam: You're just a lightweight loser that could never challenge me to a worthy dare!

Rikochet: Lightweight loser? Oh, yeah, Cindy Slam?! I dare you to wrestle me!

Cindy Slam: Oh, no! Rikochet challenged me to a match! Whatever shall I do?!

Dawn of the… Donuts / Yo Ho Ho and a Bottle of Horchata [3.04]

Banditos de los Muertos / Field of Screams [3.05]

Medico Mayhem / Big Worm [3.06]

Slamazon and On / Buena on Wheels [3.07]

Buena Girl: The way of the Slamazon. Hmph!

Rikochet: This place rocks!

The Flea: It's Slama-rific!

Buena Girl: I think it's lame.

Rikochet: Aw, check out the cool stuff.

The Flea: Like this Slamazon bobble-head. Bobble-y.

Buena Girl: I'm gonna get to the bottom of this.

Buena Girl: Doesn't he know that the match ends with a finishing move? What am I gonna do? [takes off the tiki idol] I hate being queen! Stupid tiki.

Rikochet: [grabs The Flea by the collar] Flea, Rollerita is really Buena Girl in disguise!

The Flea: Don't even kid about that.

Rikochet: No, really! Look!

Rikochet: It's okay, Buena Girl. Because we know that inside that helmet is a true masked wrestler.

Rollerita: I'm not a masked wrestler! Would a masked wrestler do this? [takes off her helmet]

Rikochet: [gasps] Buena Girl, put your mask back on!

The Flea: Two Buena Girls?

Rikochet: Two Buena Girls?

Headmistress: Two Buena Girls?

Buena Girl: There's only one Buena Girl.

Rikochet: Buena Girl! So, you have been competing at Roller Lucha.

Buena Girl: I thought trying a new sport would be challenging. But compared with Lucha Libre, Roller Lucha is way lame.

Rollerita: Where do you think you're going? You think you can insult our sport and just leave? Maybe Roller Lucha's too mega for a Buena Girl like you.

Rollerita: Give it up! You're out of your league!

Buena Girl: You're right. I am out of my league. So, let's kick it old school, girl. Lucha style.

Rollerita: You got it!

A Whole Lotta El Reys / Doomien [3.08]

The Flea: [weeping] The Flea's parents only bring in junky store bot toys. NO ONE LOVES THE FLEA! [runs away, sobbing]

Rikochet: You've disgraced me before my friend. You destroyed my favorite chili! And you're REALLY ANNOYING!

Rikochet: I can't believe you did that, Buena Girl!

Buena Girl: Did what?

Rikochet: Push me out of the way, just so you could get all the quittin' for the pin!

The Flea: Ace video yearbook reporter, The Flea here, where Rikochet has just called out Buena Girl.

Buena Girl: I pushed you off, because you were too busy showboating to notice that Haystack Grande was lifting his…

Rikochet: I was not showboating! I was merely relishing and yet, in other victory that I had to do all by myself, with no help from you!

Buena Girl: I can't believe you would say that!

Rikochet: That's not the only thing.

The Flea: What else?

Buena Girl: Yeah, Rikochet. What else?

Rikochet: All I'm saying, is that you have to start pulling your weight around here.

[After getting into an argument with each other, Rikochet and Buena Girl are no longer tag team partners]

The Flea: Here were are at the tag team press conference, with the now ex-members of the Buena-chet All Stars.

Buena Girl: I just wanna say, I don't need you either.

Rikochet: Big whoop. I can win this tournament with anyone as my partner.

Buena Girl: Oh, yeah?!

Rikochet: YEAH! I could win even with… Snow Pea as my partner!

Buena Girl: I could win with… [looks around] Doomien as my partner!

Rikochet: What?! You mean that pasty little schoolboy nerd?! [falls off, laughing]

Rikochet: Ice Cube of Overconfidence!

Doomien: [laughs] Horn Slash of Doomien!

The Match Before Xmas [3.09]

Rikochet: [enters the living room] Merry Lucha Christmas, everybody! [gasps in horror] What happened here?! [runs off to Buena Girl's house] Buena Girl! Someone wrecked my house, and defeated my papa! And what's even worse, Santo Claus didn't leave me any presents!

Buena Girl: Santo Claus didn't leave me anything either. And just look at my house.

Rikochet: This is the worst Lucha Christmas ever.

The Flea: This is the best Lucha Christmas ever!

Call of the Mild [3.10]

Smarticus / Niko Sushi's Happy Battle Funtime Dome 3000! [3.11]

Mars Madness / Fears of a Clown [3.12]

The Magnificent Three [3.13]