Towelie: M-maybe it's down that dirt road.
Stan: [sighs] Dude, don't you remember where it is?
Towelie: I can't remember, it all looks the same. Hold on, let me get high. [pulls out a joint...] then I'll remember where it is. [lights the joint and puffs deeply. The boys watch him as his eyes get bloodshot.]
Stan: Alright, so where is it?
Towelie: Where's what?
Boys: Agh!
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Cartman: Alright, I think we go over there. [the Secret Government Base entrance is shown with Towelie and the boys approaching the gate]
Towelie: [at the security entry pad] Let's see. [types in some numbers] No. [touches his lips with his right index finger, trying to figure out what to type next]
Stan: Come on, Towelie! The guy said you have the security system in your memory banks.
Towelie: Hey it's been a long time!
Cartman: You just have no long-term memory 'cause you get high all the time!
Towelie: [faces Cartman] Don't preach to me, fatso!
Cartman: I can preach to you all I want, 'cause you're stupid!
Towelie: You're stupid!
Cartman: Yeah, and you're a towel!
Towelie: You're a towel! [Cartman has nothing more to say, and Towelie hops off the box towards the boys] Just let me get high. I know I can remember if I get high.
Stan: Oh, God damnit! Alright, fine! [gives Towelie the joint] Here's your stupid lighter. [tosses Towelie the lighter, and Towelie lights up. The bloodshot eyes return.]
Towelie: Hold on. [hops on the box and types into the entry pad again.] Wait a second [presses a few buttons] That's it!
Kyle: That's it?
Towelie: Yeah. That's the melody to "Funky Town." [starts playing the melody on the keypad] Won't ya take me down... to Funky Town.
Stan: No, Towelie, the entry code!
Towelie: [turns around] For what?
Stan: God-damnit, I guess we're gonna have to climb the stupid fence.
Classic lol.
