[Mephesto's Lab]
Chef: Do you have any idea why the power went out? Mephesto: There was a power surge from a limo a hundred miles from South Park. I've traced it, and the owner is a.... Bill Gates, do any of you know him? Chef: You don't know who Bill Gates is? Mephesto: I'm in this laborotory 24-7, working my four asses off trying to push forward the boundaries of genetics, so to answer your question, no I don't know who Bill Gates is. Kyle: ...kay. Chef: Is there anyway you can restore the power? Mephesto: Yes, there is, but it requires great concentration and twenty bucks. Chef: Why the hell do you need twenty big ones? Kyle: Are you gonna phone Bill Gates? Mephesto: Sure kid...
[Chef pulls out his wallet. We see pictures of women in various states of undress before he finds a twenty-dollar bill]
Chef: Here you go. This better work. Mephesto: It will, believe me.
[Mephesto turns round to a big work station covered in knobs, dials and switches. He looks at them for a minute. Close up of one of the switches, Mephesto flicks it to "on" and pockets the twenty]
Mephesto: There. All done. Chef: What the fudge?!? Gimme back my twenty! Mephesto: That was fo... uhh, never mind. Anyway, the power is back on and Bill Gates is coming to town, so I guess I'll be seeing you. Chef: <under his breath> That is one fudged up little cracker.
[Chef and the kids exit]