01x14 - The Clone Boars

[bunniefuu]

[adventurous music playing]

Have you ever seen birds clean this fast?

No, you have not!

And the lead is Massive Mia,

looking for the perfect spot

for her Fun Shui rock!

- It has to be perfect.

- Right behind is Rocket Rosie.

Tranquilly dusting

and meditating tranquilly.

I clean fast, not furious.

Bruh!

[Mia] And done!

Nice and neat nests. Consider it a warmup

for the big cove cleanup tomorrow.

- How'd you do, Hamy?

- Did we finally start cleaning?

Yes, we did. And we finished.

What have you been doing

other than not getting rid of

any of this mess?

I'm sorry.

I tried, but I couldn't decide

on what to get rid of.

Like this sock.

What if I find its hole-y match?

That's not fair to either sock, is it?

[sniffs, chuckles]

- Keeping it!

- Hamy, we're running out of room.

I promise my mess

will not impose on your areas.

I'll keep everything crammed onto my side.

I'll cram so well,

you'll call me "Cramylton."

- [objects clattering]

- [Mia sighs]

- I'm sorry.

- Don't be so hard on yourself, pal.

Just work hard

at the cove cleanup tomorrow.

I won't need to work hard tomorrow

because I'm going to clean the cove

all by myself tonight.

[mysterious music playing]

- [snoring, sleepy murmurs]

- [tense music playing]

[snoring continues]

[Hamylton giggling]

[gasps]

Look at this treasure trove.

A cowbell, eh?

Keeping it!

An already used diary

Keeping it!

Oh!

Then there's this fanny pack.

Very fashion forward.

[flies buzzing]

I should find a spot

to store these trash bags, though.

[gasps]

Ooh!

Never seen that cave before.

Oh.

A mirror wall.

Oh! Good evening, Hamylton.

Why, good evening to you, Hamylton.

What brings you out tonight?

Just picking up trash

so my bird friends won't be mad at me.

But why would they be mad at you?

I'm a messy pig, I guess. [scoffs]

I wish it was easier

to be more like my friends.

Keeping it.

- [suspenseful music]

- [evil laughter]

Want to be like

a bunch of birds, little piggy?

I'll show you who your friends

really are under those feathers.

And that birds and pigs don't mix.

[laughs wickedly]

[coughs]

Yeesh. This is taking a lot longer

than I thought it would.

I'm just going to take a little breather

and shut my eyes for a sec.

[snores]

[mutters softly]

[continues snoring]

- [objects clattering]

- [yawns]

- [grunts]

- [screams]

- What's happening?

- [muffled screaming]

[wicked laughter]

Hamy, what are you doing?

We had this all cleaned.

You did, you wing-ding,

but the shelter felt like

it needed a pig's touch.

And since I'm a pig,

I'm touching everything.

[Buddy groans]

Hamy, why are you acting this way?

And what did you do to your hair?

Clamp down, bird brains.

This sty ain't piggy enough yet.

I'm going to go get

some more trash from the beach.

[wicked laughter]

Why is Hamy being such a jerk?

[snoring]

[yawns] Ooh, ooh.

Whoa. I'm on the beach?

I must've fallen asleep out here.

No biggie. It's time

to show my friends my beautiful work.

- [dramatic music]

- [flies buzzing]

Whoa!

What happened in here?

- [Buddy grunts]

- [as Hamy] "What happened in here?"

- [normal] You know what happened in here!

- 'Kay.

Can you take a break from cleaning

and come to the beach?

I have the most

amazing thing to show you all.

Hard no. We've seen enough

of your hoof work for one day.

Look, if I worried you all

about being out all night, I'm sorry.

I promise it was worth it.

Come out to the cove,

and you'll see what I mean.

Fine. Show us.

This is what you wanted to show us?

No, no, no!

This isn't right.

No, it's not.

You've turned the beach

into an even bigger disaster.

But-but I cleaned this all last night

by myself, I swear.

If this is your definition of "clean,"

we don't need or want your help anymore.

So why don't you just scram-ylton?

[gasps] Excellent wordplay, Mia.

[ominous music playing]

I didn't just dream

I cleaned up the beach, did I?

- [wicked laughter]

- Oh!

Nope. It was all real.

And so am I.

Wow, there's another me.

But where did you come from?

Oh, don't worry about that, Hamy.

Just know that I'm your friend.

A pig friend.

And those seed-eaters

you've been hanging out with ain't.

That's not true!

Buddy, Rosie, and Mia are my friends.

My best friends.

Aw, confused wittle pig.

Is that why you've been doing

all those neat and tidy things

a pig would never do?

No. It's because

Because

Whoa. Ugh!

What?! What's happening?!

[whimpers]

Let me out of here,

you-you Sham-ylton!

Not yet.

We'll have time to get to know each other

after I make sure those birds

never want to be your friend ever again.

And spreading around

all that trash you collected

was just the beginning.

- [wicked laughter]

- [Hamylton] No, don't.

I need to show Buddy, Rosie, and Mia

it wasn't me who made that mess.

- [glass cracks]

- [gasps]

- [martial arts shouting]

- [glass shattering]

[martial arts shout]

[groaning]

You know what would be nice

after cleaning up all that trash?

A nice long birdbath.

[Evil Hamylton] How about this instead?

[grunting loudly]

Hamy!

Thought I'd give this place

a fresh coat of paint.

And it's time to get rid

of some of this junk.

Let's start with this.

Dude! I am done with you today.

[shuddering]

What a coincidence.

- I've been done with you forever.

- [Mia gasps]

Now, if you'll buzz off

Don't need this!

Well, that settles it.

Hamy's definitely broken.

He's throwing his own stuff away!

But he never throws anything away.

Know what?

This dump's never going to be

good enough for a pig,

so I'm gonna live somewhere else.

And if I'm being totally honest,

I've never liked this place.

Or any of you.

- [all gasp]

- [Mia grumbles]

[singsong voice] Bye!

[Buddy] Hm.

And that is how you destroy a friendship.

- [Hamylton] Shamylton

- [clinking]

Come out and play!

What?! How did you escape?

With my hoof-fu?

[martial arts shouting]

Hi-ya!

Did you forget? I'm you.

I know everything hoof-fu too, little pig.

- [panting]

- [both] Hi-ya!

I'm telling you, that wasn't Hamy.

Buddy! We watched him

fling mud everywhere.

And insult us all!

I know, but none of his behavior

makes any sense.

He's never been a jerk,

he hates product in his hair,

and he finally threw away something.

What're you saying, Buddy?

- That Hamy has some sort of evil twin?

- [dramatic sting]

What I'm saying is

we need to find our friend.

[groans] Okay.

But I swear, if he touches

my Fun Shui rock one more time

- [suspenseful music]

- [whipping sound]

Whoa! [grunts]

[evil laughter]

[martial arts grunting]

[Evil Hamylton snickers]

- [grunts]

- [groans]

- [Evil Hamylton chuckles]

- And now for my finishing move

Hi-ya!

Not the hair!

Never the hair!

[grunts]

[yelling]

[gasps]

So there are two Hamys!

[gasps]

Does that mean we all have an evil twin?

Buddy, let's focus on figuring out

who the real Hamy is for now.

It's me. I'm the real Hamylton.

Your friend till the end.

No, I'm the real Hamylton.

Your boon companion.

A true pal that you can always

Oh, hey, what's that?

You'll never know

when you'll need one of these.

Whatevers!

Keeping it!

That is our Hamylton.

[evil laughter]

Finally, I can be done

pretending to be loser Hamylton.

You wanna be friends

with these beak geeks?

Have at it!

I'm free from that cave,

and I ain't never going back.

Nobody messes with my friends!

[gasps] Mia, Rosie, Buddy,

follow my lead.

[karate sound]

- [energy surging]

- Huh?

[dramatic music playing]

[grunting]

[grunts] Stop!

[screams]

[grunting]

[grunts]

[yells]

- Whoa!

- Where did he go?

I'm so sorry

for causing all of this, friends.

I just wanted to be as neat

and tidy as all of you.

Hamy, we love you for the pig you are.

Less hoarding would be cool,

but we'll get there.

No matter what our differences are,

we'll always be one big fam-ylton.

Alrighty!

Let's clean this beach!

[suspenseful music playing]

My fanny pack!

[ominous music playing]

[muffled scream]

[adventurous music playing]

[chirp]