01x12 - A-squawk-alypse Now

[bunniefuu]

[mysterious music playing]

When we woke up, the strange circles

in the sand were there again.

Buddy thought it was aliens,

but it turns out the circles

were made by a baby turtle.

[sighs] I love sharing

my day with you, Egg.

And you're the best listener.

- How was your day?

- [Buddy] Rosie, you should sleep.

Whoa. You sound exactly like Buddy.

Because Buddy is the one talking.

You can talk to Egg tomorrow.

It's not going anywhere.

Egg-cellent point, Buddy. [chuckles]

Sweet dreams, Egg.

Mwah. [snoring, chirping]

[suspenseful music playing]

[mysterious music playing]

[snoring]

[moans] I had the best dream.

[exclaims] You know who'd

love to hear all about it?

[gasps]

Egg is gone!

Okay, let's stay calm.

Maybe it just hatched and wandered off.

Guys, I tucked in Egg last night.

What if I caused Egg

to roll out of its nest?

Ow!

- Mmm.

- [Mia groans]

It's a popsicle stick, like the ones

that make up Egg's nest.

Ooh, this one used to be mango-flavored.

Look, more bits of Egg's nest.

Let's follow the trail to find it.

Wings and hooves in.

[Buddy whimpers, yelps]

[Mia panting]

- Driftwood.

- And Styrofoam.

And straws.

Nope. Bye!

[yelling]

Jungle monster!

[all grunting]

[all yelling]

[all grunting]

Oh, great.

[all yelling]

[exclaims]

Are those skulls on those sticks?

And who made that statue?

[squawking]

Who there breacheth the beach-eth

of the all-mighty Marlon?

Whoa! No. Too far.

Okay. To the right.

Back to the left.

My right is your right.

Whoa, oh!

[yelling]

Whoa, he's a bird. Just like us.

He is one seriously angry bird.

And we all know

what angry birds hate.

- Therapy?

- No, pigs.

This means there's only one way

out of this pickle, friends.

I will perform the role of a lifetime

by portraying a bird.

What? No.

Let's just get out of here

and keep looking for Egg.

Um, why is the sand moving?

It's not the sand, it's crabs.

What do we do? Ow!

I told you, we let this star shine.

Fine! But only so we can get out of here

without this Marlon guy getting angrier.

[yelps]

[whimpers]

Yes!

[gasps] You

you're birds?

We sure are.

With wings and everything.

From where do you hail?

Bird Island.

I'm Rosie, and this is Mia,

Buddy and Hamylton.

- We got launched here on accident.

- The same happened to me long ago.

This has been my home since.

And these crabs, my friends.

My only friends except Gary.

He knows what he did.

So how long have you been here?

Days, months, years.

But what is a year in such a place?

Time is a never ending string.

And we, its yo-yos and I

I have seen stuff that'll turn you red!

Like what I've done with the place?

[chuckles] That depends.

Are those skulls?

That's nuts!

Coconut lanterns. See?

Please forgive we youthful birds. Like me!

I am totally a bird.

Chirp. And chirp.

Tweety-tweet, tweet.

Hamylton, was it?

Strange name for a bird.

Well, I definitely squawk

to my own beat.

Huh? Huh? Get it? It's bird play.

[mysterious music playing]

[Rosie gasps]

[laughing]

I like you.

Come, I'll show you around.

Uh, sir, okay.

We should be going.

[nervous chuckle]

What's the rush?

We're stranded on a deserted island.

Behold my treasures.

The crabs bring them to me

from all over the island.

There's my beak warmer.

That's my white noise machine.

And my most prized possession.

- Egg?

- That's Mini-Marlon.

See the tiny clothes and hat?

He's adorable, like me.

And soon I will sit on Mini

and not rise again until he hatches.

We need a distraction

so we can get Egg out of here.

Did I just hear a pig oink outside?

What?! I hate pigs so much!

[whistles]

I'll show that interloper

how we deal with our mortal enemy!

- [squawking]

- [yells]

Grab Egg, and let's go.

What if Marlon catches us?

He's not going to like us

stealing Mini-Marlon.

Egg is not Mini-Marlon.

Egg is Egg.

I don't know.

That's a convincing outfit Egg's wearing.

Squawk!

There was no pig out there!

Which can only mean one thing

- He must have got away. Squawk!

- [Hamylton] Marlon.

Allow me to calm your rage-jangled nerves

by performing a play for you.

I call it 12 Angry Birds.

You're an actor?

I love the theater!

It's rare the bird that gets me,

Hamylton, but you do!

Crabs! Make a stage.

Hamy, what are you doing?

Distracting Marlon so you,

my fellow birds, can get Egg.

[hillbilly accent] I'm not used to

supposin'. I'm just a working bird.

My boss does all the supposin'.

[female voice] Suppose this

the pig is innocent.

Don't we owe it to him

to talk this through?

[suspenseful music playing]

[music continues over muted dialogue]

[New York accent] You call this justice?

You voted guilty with the rest

'cause you got squawker tickets

burning a hole in your throat pouch.

[suspenseful music playing]

- [Buddy pants]

- [Rosie grunts]

[both grunt]

[gasps]

[grunting]

[coughs] Cough. [Eastern European accent]

I believe the pig didn't do it,

and that we birds

should be friends with every pig.

Hmm. Hm.

- [rumbling]

- [all gasp]

Squawk!

[chuckles]

[suspenseful music playing]

[all yelling]

[all panting]

Squawk!

- Squawk!

- [all yelling]

[grunts]

[grunts]

[Marlon] Mini-Marlon?

You're trying to egg-nap him?

I'm sorry, Marlon,

but you can't keep Egg here.

Egg is our friend.

He is my protégé!

And I'm going to

plop down on him right now!

Crabs, seize the thieves!

No one is seizing anyone!

Ah-ha!

You're a pig?!

Pigs make me so

Angry. Yeah, yeah, we know.

But do I really?

Before you knew who I was

under my brilliant disguise,

you said I "got you."

That we were birds of a feather.

Now you know I'm a pig,

why do your feelings have to change?

Because birds and pigs don't mix.

Maybe they do when they share a love

of theater and odd costume choices.

You're you're

right.

You're absolutely right.

You have taught me much this day.

And it seems you are truly my protégé.

Mini-Marlon can go home

with your friends,

while you will take his place

and entertain me.

- What? No way!

- Hold on.

Marlon, Hamylton is our friend, too.

Like we all are now.

Right?

I thought the crabs were the only friends

I was ever going to have here.

Yes, you can go too, Hamylton.

I'll come back and perform for you,

Marlon. I promise.

Wait until you see my rendition of

One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest.

[Marlon] Wait.

Take care of Mini-Marlon for me.

We sure will.

[all] See ya, Marlon. See ya.

Bye, Marlon. Bye-bye. See ya.

[Mia] There you go, Egg.

You'll be safe and sound

the rest of the way home.

Great work rescuing Egg, you three.

Back at you with that performance.

Marlon loved your acting.

- We all did.

- We're a great team.

Okay, Egg, it's story time.

This one's called

How Hamy Saved Egg's Bacon.

Once upon this morning,

the egg-splorer's

decided to take an epic adventure

[voice fades out]

[mysterious music playing]

[adventurous music playing]

[chirp]