Ohh, it's the sprinkler

[Mr. Furious, the Blue Raja, and the Shoveller are sneaking across Frankenstein's property to undertake some reconnaissance] Mr. Furious:
Shh! Wait! Hear that? We must have hit a trip-wire. It could be a proton eviscerator heating up. The Shoveller:
It could be a cybernetic atom scrambler. They target moving objects. The Blue Raja:
It sounds more like a heat-seeking anthrax projection gun to me. Quickly, cover your mouths. Mr. Furious:
No, let's bolt! Come on! The Shoveller:
No! Don't move. The Blue Raja:
Don't breathe! Mr. Furious:
Let's bolt! The Shoveller:
Don't move! The Blue Raja:
Don't breathe! Mr. Furious:
Let's bolt! The Shoveller:
Don't move! [a sprinkler system turns on and the three are soaked] The Shoveller:
[disgustedly]
Ohh, it's the sprinkler