And the kingdom of Phil shall reign someday. But not today, Mr. Phil. Aha! I knew it! Rumi has been lying through his clean, white, pearly teeth. I can't wait to tell Mr. Filth. With him gone, the kingdom of filth shall reign very soon. Time to catch him red-handed. Wait, is that you stinky? No. Oh, come on. I know it's you. Why are you here? And what did you see? I saw everything I needed to.
I knew from the very beginning that something was off about you, boy. You had Mr. Filth fooled. But it's all over now. Once he sees these photos, he'll know who the real... infiltrator is hey hey hey stinky stinky come on let's talk about this i was just brushing my teeth because zip it kid i see right through you You're just like all the other repulsive, clean little kids. No, as a matter of fact, you are worse.
You tried to trick us. You knocked us out one by one. And you did a great job of getting to the others. But you can never get to me. No, stinky, wait. Don't attack me. Oh. Stinky, are you okay? What happened? What did you spray me with? It was perfume, Stinky. I smell... Yeah, that was you. Oh man, I don't feel so good. But I, I feel spectacular. That was weird. What's happening, Stinky? Feels strange. Like something's changing inside of me. Inside and outside both. You smell incredible. What?
Like flowers and vanilla bean and... No! No! No! Stop! I'm Stinky Zinky! Stinky? Stinky Zinky? Are you alright? Dear boy, please don't call me that. From now on, it's Madame Sensation. Okay. Where's Stinky Zinky then? Oh, she's defunct. Dissipated. Evanesced. Huh? Gone. She's gone. And I've taken over. Isn't that just a breath of fresh air, darling?
It sure is stinky. I mean, a madam sensation. But what about Mr. Filth? Oh, don't talk about that dreadful man in my presence. He's the one who made me sting. I used to smell like a bed of roses before I met him. And you're back to smelling just like that, madam. Oh, thank you, darling. You brought my old vivacious redolent self back. With all the stench and grime gone, I can say with the utmost certainty that I am ecstatic.
I simply cannot wait to spread my fragrance to every little nose out there. Huh? It just means I'm happy to be back. Oh, yay. I'm back, my filthies! My filth army? Hello? Where is everyone? Drewie, where's everyone else? Gee, I don't know, boss. I was just munching on some cheese and I lost track of time and the filthies. But look what I found. Sir! A note. Ooh, interesting. What does it say, Drewy? Your arm's gone. All filth clean. Good luck with...
Thalmamation. Psy. Rowan. What? Give that to me! Your army is gone. All the filthies are now cleanies. Good luck with filth domination. Signed, Rooney! happened under my nose. How could I be so foolish? How could I have trusted a kid? My filth arm is all... Mr. Felt? Yes, truly Do you remember when it was just us two in the good old days? Yeah, boss I remember And do you remember me, Clarence Cleanum? Huh? Who are you? And who's Clarence? Credence. What?
How did you find me? Oh, you can fool everyone into thinking you're Mr. Filth. The king of all things filthy. But I know who you really are. What is he talking about, Mr. Felt? Should I tell him, or will you? All right. Drewie, this is my... My brother. What?