Spy Monkey Finally Uncovers The True Identity Of The Evil Villain!

Morton: Gordon, is it really you?

Gordon: Mwa-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahhhhh!!!!!

Captured, Spy Monkey Faces The Dreaded Chair Of Doom

Do you expect Morton to talk? Good! Because Morton loves to talk. And kiss and hug and tell stories!

A Chastened Spy Monkey Views The Horrors Of The Sugar-pocalypse Unleashed Upon Humanity By The Nameless Evil Villain

Darn you, Evil Villain. Darn you all to heck!

Spy Monkey Bursts Through The Evil Wall Of Mint

Neither spearmint nor peppermint nor doublemint will stop Morton in his great quest for sweet chewy liberty and sticky yummy justice!

Morton Salutes The Brave Monkey Astronaut Exploring The Outer Reaches Of Beyond

Spy Monkey Takes The Full Brunt Of The Evil Villain's Sugar Frosting Cannon

Foolish Evil Villain! Morton can't be stopped by candy of any kind!

If Morton Did This (Which He Could, Of Course) He Would Use Three Guitars

And a mandolin!

Spy Monkey Continues His Infiltration

The secret compound is just over that ridge. Morton can smell the secret candy machines doing their dastardly work, undermining our sweet sugary freedom!

Morton Could Very Very Easily Do This, If He Really Wanted

No, seriously. All she's doing is looking. Morton can look! Wait, maybe she's reading Morton's mind! Get out of Morton's mind! Aaaaahhhhh!!!!

Spy Monkey Embarks On Another Dangerous Solo Mission

Once Morton is through the fence, the secret recipe for grape-flavored licorice will soon belong to the world!

This Commercial Makes Morton Hungry, Yet Sad

Why do the Happy Dancing Ingredients reject Pizza Slice Boy? Why?

All Is Well Again

(Sniff)

You little bears are Morton's best best best friends!

Ask Wesley

Wesley?

Mmm?

Do you have time to answer a few questions?

Hey, whatever, man.

People say you're indifferent. Is that true?

People say what they say and monkeys say what they say.

But is it true that you don't really care about anything?

Caring, not caring, man, it's all just concepts, you know? What a monkey does or doesn't do, you know, it's all like....

It's like, what?

Huh?

You were saying something.

Meh. Moment's passed, man. This is the present we're living in right now.

So, you live in the present. Is that what you're saying?

Sounds okay.

How do you feel about Morton?

Who?

Your brother, Morton?

Whatever, man. You gonna finish that juice?

What about Gordon?

Does he have juice too?

This discussion doesn't seem to be going anywhere.

Anywhere is anywhere, but you're always somewhere.

I'll try and remember that. Thanks, Wesley.

Meh.

Ask Gordon

Gordon?

Yeah, WHAT?

Is this a bad time?

It's always a bad time. Heh.

I just wanted to ask you a few questions.

It's not my fault! Those things break on their own all the time! Why are you looking at me like that? It's not like they don't have insurance.

What are you talking about?

Nothing. Shut up.

I'm noticing some hostility in your tone.

There's also a big chunk in my fist, if you want to come closer and take a good look.

I just want to know why you're so angry.

I'm not angry. YOU'RE angry.

Now you sound like Morton.

Shut up! He's stupid and he smells like chocolate!

That's why you're the evil twin, because Morton smells like chocolate?

Someone had to be the evil twin. You can't have two good twins. It doesn't make any sense!

I'm pretty sure you can have two good twins or even two evil twins.

Oh, great, now you tell me.

So, how did you end up as the evil twin then?

We flipped a coin and I won.

No, seriously.

Yes, seriously. I still have the coin. It's right here in my fist. If you come a little closer, I'll show it to you!

Is It Morton...Or Gordon?

(Insert Name Here)...

drinks...

your...

MILKSHAKE!!!!

(Insert Name Here) drinks it UP!

Prepare To Face Two Fists Of Monkey Fury!

TAMARINS! They're TAMARINS! Two fists of TAMARIN fury!

Soda Clearly Brings Out The Jerk In Morton

I said, rooooooooooot beeeeeeeeeeeeeer!!!!!!!!!! (Sigh!)

Morton Is Oddly Unimpressed

Big deal! Morton laughs enough every day to add eight million years to his life!

Morton Feels The Need To Reiterate

No, Morton is really really on Easter Island!

Morton Displays A Puzzling Combination of Patience And Self-Delusion

Hannah Montana will call Morton any second now!

Morton Hopes The Bears Enjoy The Puppet Game As Much As He Does

Dance, little bears, dance!

Morton Is Clearly Oblivious To The Effort Involved

Eh, no thank you. Morton prefers root beer.

After The Third Dessert, Things Began To Get Out Of Hand

Hey, hey, hey, HEY!

Morton Deliberates Over What To Do Next

Ice cream! Yay!

Everywhere He Goes, Morton Makes New Friends

Ohhh, be careful, little bears!

Morton Practices His Lurking Skills

Not lurking, skulking! Morton is skulking!

Geography Was Never Morton's Strong Suit

Morton is on Easter Island!!!!

Hope Springs Eternal For Morton

Oprah?

Surveillance Photo Of The Courageous Hero Who Saved The City From The Rampaging Cookie Men.

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Morton Finally Finds His Long Lost Brother Gustav

He's such a showoff!

Morton Meets Zachary

Or, as Morton likes to call him, Super Fantastic Action Boy! With his Super Fantastic Action Socks!