01x20 - Pea-Brained Mutant Crystal Nuptials/S.T.U.G.O.

[bunniefuu]

♪ StuGo ♪

♪ StuGo ♪

♪ StuGo, StuGo, StuGo ♪

♪ StuGo ♪

♪ StuGo ♪
[laughs]

[singing]
♪ StuGo ♪

[echoing]
♪ StuGo ♪

[Dr. Lullah] Got the candles.

Can't forget the napkins.

And the chairs.

Wait, will they want chairs?
Do they even have butts?

Oh, I picked a great week
to send Mr. Okay

on that secret mission
to the UN for dogs.

[knocking at door]

Has the delegation
arrived already?

Try the door again.

Dr. Lullah will know
what to do

with these
weird-shaped berries.

I thought
the berries would look

a little less weird by now,

but they are so weird.

I hate them.

Guys, I think I'm going
to propose today.

Oh, again with the proposings.

First it was George,
then it was me,

then it was a piece
of a seaweed.

Tell me, who's it going
to be this time?

Mmm, Dr. Lullah.

[all laughing]

Oh, just imagine Bombo's
weird little mouth

kissing Dr. Lullah's
weird normal mouth.

[laughing] It's pretty funny.

[meekly] Yeah, I am funny.
So funny that you think

[aggressively]
that you can pick on me?

This little funny,
little funny guy?

Dr. Lullah,
we have a question.

Hmm.

-Maybe it's...
-Caw, caw, caw, Gunch!

[gasps]

Dr. Lullah is going to see
this door looks different

and know that we broke it.

Not if we break all the doors.

[laughing] Oh, Gunch,
you Gunched it again.

[grunts]

[all laughing]

[Gunch] Here comes
the fastball!

Maybe there's more brick
in the closet.

-Gunch!
-[Chicho] Don't worry, we'll get in.

[gasps]

[Dr. Lullah]
Chicho, Bombo, stop!

[gasps] That closet knows
our names.

Oh, no!

It's going to tell Lullah
what we did!

That door
ain't saying nothing!

Gunch!

[Dr. Lullah screaming]

-Dr. Lullah! Dr. Lullah!
-Dr. Lullah!

Dr. Lullah!

[Chicho] Dr. Lullah,
we were wondering

what these berries
might be for.

[Gunch] Mmm.

No pulse.

Do you think she's--

Yeah, she is super-dead.

Listen, you can hear
her ghost breathing.

[groans]

The berries have k*lled her.

Dust to dust.

[laughs] Okay.

I guess all this stuff
is ours now.

-Yay!
-Whoo! [laughing]

Big, long crabs.

[Chicho] Luxurious footwear.

Mobile body hoists.

Bombo, nobody cares
about that.

Why would you ever need that?
Put it back.

Hmph!

Maracas.

Beautiful trophies.

Mmm-- Ah!

-Lasers!
-Whoo!

Berries.

Why must they haunt us so?

-[beeps]
-[all yelp]

Dr. Lullah, this is Mr. Okay

reporting from
my undercover mission

at the UN for dogs.

Wait, where's Lullah?

Dr. Lullah cannot come
to the phone right now.

She is dead.

What? What do you mean?
Are you sure?

We could hear
her ghost breathing.

Her ghost breathing--
Oh, I see what happened here.

Don't worry, we gave her
a super-deep burial.

Well, unbury her!

-[dogs barking]
-I've been compromised.

Dig her up right now.
Gotta go.

[dog snarling]

This body hoist turned out
to be pretty handy, huh?

No one likes a braggy guy.

This is why
you're not married.

-Aah!
-[groans]

Ah! Don't let her haunt you.

Oh, come on.
She's not haunted.

Sorry, Dr. Lullah.
Wait, is that Dr. Lullah?

I'm so confused.

The illusion of life
is uncanny.

Make her say something else.

Chicho, you're my favorite.

-Ah!
-Bombo is also my favorite, too.

-[gasps] Really?
-What of Gunch?

Dr. Lullah, now
that you're back,

what shall we do
with the berries?

[automated voice speaking]
Doorbell, doorbell, doorbell.

Okay, some funny guy filled
the elevator with glass.

Let's break it.

-[high-pitched noises]
-[all screaming]

Speak human, General. [laughs]
Our crystal language kills them.

[clears throat] Dr. Lullah,
I'm General Quartz,

leader of
the Crystal Delegation.

Oh, uh, that's me.
Uh, yes, I am, Dr. Lullah.

Ah, we're here for
the seven-course dinner, as agreed.

Oh, silly me. Come on in.

[scraping]

[screaming]

Dr. Lullah, as you know,
we emerge from the Earth

once every 1,000 years
to grant the mistress

of the island
one magical wish.

-Okay.
-Provided only, of course,

if the customary gourmet
dinner goes well.

Okay.

If not, we shall torment
your bodies, your brains,

your eyeballs,
and your very souls

with the unimaginablest
of psychic horrors!

Hmm. Okay.

-[yelps]
-Hey, these crystal guys are dumb.

-We're gonna go outside.
-Wait!

With a wish,
we could learn what to do

with the dreaded berries!

-Magical wish?
-Oh, my gosh, Gunch!

-You're doing great today!
-We're in!

So what's for dinner?

[laughs]
That's a very funny joke.

Dr. Lullah has such wit.

Aw.

Dr. Lullah, which of these
disgusting servants is your chef?

-Um...
-Oh, me please!

Oh, please, me, me, me!

[Bombo] I don't know the name
of the bird.

-Chicho!
-Oh, yes!

I'll be helper!

Uh... What now?

I don't know.

Let's just feed them
these berries!

Blasting,
life-ruining berries!

Mmm, they don't really seem
like berry guys to me.

Well, what do you eat?

Mmm, baby alligators?

Forever and ever,
so say the crystals.

And that, Dr. Lullah,
is our deepest belief.

Ha-ha.
Well, I think that's wrong.

[growls] Aah!

[laughs] Oh, look,
the food is here.

Tonight's dinner is...
baby glass.

For eating.

-[crystals growling]
-Look at 'em.

They love baby glass.

Yeah, General Quartz
looks happy.

Look at him, bright green.

Uh, in crystal culture,

green actually indicates
rage and fury.

We use red for happiness.

That's very confusing.

Not for us.

For us, it's normal,
and what you do is confusing.

Ha, you're funny.

Oh, Dr. Lullah, you're funny.

[laughs] Oh, my goodness!

Enough! This raw glass is
far too large

for our disturbingly
tiny mouths!

Watch!

See?

Who's ready for seconds?

Prepare for unimaginable
psychic horrors!

Gunch knows not how
to prepare for that.

[Bombo] Zirconium...

Chicho, Bird, cook this glass!

-Yes, Dr. Lullah!
-Yes, ma'am.

[groans] Ooh! Almost got it.

[smacks lips]

This? Ooh, now this is good.

Hey, Gunch, you gotta make
more glass babies.

Nice work, Dr. Lullah.

Zirconium, I feel more
confident when I'm around you.

Please, call me Lu.

[chuckles] Okay, Lu.

I desire now to experience
the surface world.

Share your music
with us, Doctor.

I hear you play the trombone.

What?

[♪ "Seven Nation Army"
playing off-key]

Wow!

Now show us your sports.

Show us trapeze.

[Chicho] Whoops!
Butterfingers!

[laughs] Oh, remarkable!

Now we challenge you
to basketball!

[Quartz]
Would you please box out?

[gasps]

[chuckles]

Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow!

[all laughing]

[Bombo as Dr. Lullah] Are you
enjoying yourself, General?

How are you feeling about
that magical wish?

I'm 50-50 on the evening.

Dessert is probably going
to decide it.

More glass coming up.

We don't get no dessert glass.

[laughs] No dessert, no wish.

Let the psychic horrors begin.

I'm sorry, Lu.

[growling]

Hey, what do you think
blue means?

Bad.

Bad. Ever since these berries,
things have been bad.

I hate the berries!
Berries, get lost!

[gulps]

Well done, Lullah.
Well done!

That was the perfect dessert
for my weird-shaped hole.

Oh, so that is what
the berries are for.

They make me sick
a little bit.

-Filthy.
-No, thank you.

You may now receive what
we had promised you,

one free magical wish.

Oh. Well--

You shut!
I wish to marry!

Zirconium,
do you marry Dr. Lullah?

I do.

And, Dr. Lullah,
same question?

[Bombo as Dr. Lullah]
I... I don't!

Ah-- Huh?

[gasping]

Zirconium, I'm not really
a scientist!

What do you mean?

I'm... just...

[yelps]

-Bombo!
-Bombo?

Oh, disgusting!

[Dr. Lullah groans]

Oh, oh, little Bombo.

I still love you, even though
you look completely insane.

-[sniffles] You mean?
-Yes, Bombo.

Will you marry me?

I do!

-[♪ wedding march plays]
-Come here.

Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
Whoo, whoo, yeah!

You're married.

Gah!

My darling Bombo,
I'll be back for you

after 1,000 years
when your little bones turn to glass.

Bye-bye.

Okay, um, goodbye.

[groans] The delegates?
They're leaving?

But the dinner?
What happened?

-We did the berries.
-Oh, never mind that.

Just please tell me
you all used the Crystal Wish

to stop the impact.

[all] We love you, Dr. Lullah.

[crashing]

[Dr. Lullah]
I did it! I'm a genius!

Elegant, innovative,

a veritable
mechanical miracle.

The Exo-Lullah!

[Pliny clears throat]

What? What?
Shut up. What?

We built that suit.

All you did was strut
around and yell insults at us.

Can we at least ride in it?

No. Now plug me in,
hat glasses.

Dr. Lullah, I got
metal filings in my eye,

and Chip's been stuck in a puddle
of grease for an hour.

[panting]

The least you could do
is remember our names.

[Dr. Lullah] I don't have
time for this, ponytail!

That's it! You know,
there's still six weeks left of summer.

We could leave and go to
a proper summer camp.

Then leave. See if I care.
Just plug me in first.

-[alarm wailing]
-Ah!

I'm out of time!

[yelping]

-Whoa.
-[all gasping]

[grunting]

Mr. Okay, the plug!

[grunting]

[Pliny] What is that?

I'm Dr. Rostrum from StuGo,

the Secret Technologically
Unconventional Genius Organization.

Yeah, that's what it means.

I thought it was "student government."

That's right.

Sounds can mean
lots of things.

What's your name, clever one?

Me? Oh, Pliny.

It's a joy to meet you, Pliny.

In fact, I look forward to
learning all of your names.

-[all gasp]
-Right after I complete

Lullah's yearly appraisal.

Oh, please.

Dr. Lullah, these kids are
as smart as octopuses,

yet you're treating them
like common squid.

He's right.

Unpowered robots,
under-stimulated proteges.

What's your theme, even?
Huh?

Greased dogs?

Oh, yeah.
Remind me of your theme again?

I wield the mighty suction
of the whirlpool!

Oh, that's right.
You're the suck guy.

-Awesome. Awesome thing.
-[laughs]

Yeah, okay.

Listen, I'm afraid that StuGo
has no choice

but to seize your lab.

-[all gasp]
-What?

Plug me in.

[Dr. Rostrum]
You're a smart kid, Pliny.

Do whatever you think to make
your summer the most fulfilling.

I'll fulfill you into a grave

if you don't plug me in
this instant!

[all gasping]

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Lullah! [grunts]

You made the right choice.
Follow me.

-[Dr. Lullah growling]
-[whispering] Pliny,

I can't believe you did that.

I know. It was crazy.
But I've had it with Lullah.

[Merian] I don't know
if we can trust--

[gasps] Uniforms!

[all] Whoa!

[Dr. Rostrum]
We call them StuGotards.

In you go.

[Merian]
Hospital-grade footies!

[Larry] Sensible cuffs!

Built-in bathroom!

No. No. No bathroom.

Now, follow me.

There's so much more
Dr. Lullah never showed you.

[all] Ooh.

-Oh-- Ow!
-Watch your arms.

Behold, the astronomy lab.

-That's amazing!
-[Chip] Ow!

-Ah, the entomology collection.
-[all] Ooh!

-What? Serious?
-This is the room

where saltwater
and freshwater fish can meet.

Finally.

[Dr. Rostrum]
Uh, some monkeys.

Those were probably expensive.

And this is
the Funtivity Module.

-Whoa!
-Yay!

-Liquids!
-Liquids!

Fingers,
bacteria's Shangri-La.

-A horse.
-[horse neighs]

This is great,
but what's it all for?

Oh, it's for anything
we come up with.

Build a better light bulb,
teach a computer to feel,

make the world fear
the ocean again.

-What?
-Hey!

Here's six suckers.

[all cheering]

Six suckers, indeed.

Yep.

One, two, three, four,
five, six suckers.

Today's great.

Look at 'em spin!

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
that's neat.

Keep noodling.

[both]
You got it, Dr. Rostrum!

Mmm, these old soda bottles
are really versatile.

Yeah, got to recycle.
Keep up the good work.

Oh, we will.

Thanks, Dr. Rostrum!

-[Francis humming]
-[horse whinnies]

I'm all sticky
from this sucker.

I wish there was a way to pick things up
without touching them.

What? Pick things up
without touching them?

Now that's
an interesting idea.

So basically a glove.

Think bigger.

Put all those hands together
and see what comes out.

[all] You got it, Dr. Rostrum!

I'm pursuing my own research.

All right,
show me what you got.

Ta-da!

Interesting, but can a greater suction
be developed?

Whoa! No, no, no, no!

Wow!

Bravo! Bravo!

A mighty suction indeed,

but it still only
grabs stuff close by.

Whoo-hoo-hoo!

-Hmm.
-Hmm.

-Hmm.
-Hmm.

Hmm.

[whinnies]

Hmm.

-Okay, hit it.
-Hold up. Aah!

Okay.

[screams]

[screaming]

Portal suction.

Genius!

But it needs
to be portable.

This is way too big.

Oh, we thought of that.

-[beeps]
-Boop.

It's basically a glove.

Whoa!

-[both grunt]
-[laughs]

[horse whinnies]

Yes! Well done, children.

Well done.

Whoo-hoo-hoo!

[Pliny sighs] Ah.

This is what summer camp's
all about!

[yelps]

-Thank you!
-Love you!

[Dr. Rostrum] Yeah, and if
you thought this was fun,

wait until tomorrow
when we sink the world.

When we what?

You see, before today, whirlpools have
always been limited to water.

But with this technology,
we can bring a mighty suction

to the land.

Oh, no!
What happened to the milk?

We just milked that milk.

-[laughs]
-Where'd the milk go?

Sucked into the sea.

And soon it'll be joined by
every continent on the planet.

And I couldn't have done it
without you kids.

Well, Francis
didn't really help,

but the mini horse is cool.

-Oh, no.
-Oh, no.

What's the matter?

You used us.

You're just as bad
as Dr. Lullah.

Oh, no, no, no.
I'm much worse.

I'm insecure.

[all gasping]

For too long, people
have laughed at my theme.

But like the ancient terrors
of the sea before me,

I will make the world
fear whirlpools again.

[laughs maniacally]

[grunts]

Hey, you guys want
to make lasagna?

We're not going to help you
sink the world!

Oh, but I don't need
your help anymore.

I already got
all the hands I need.

-[all screaming]
-Don't be rude.

-Sorry, Dr. Rostrum.
-Get him!

I'm going to sink the world!

We need to get help!

Aah!

[panting]

-Dr. Lullah!
-Dr. Lullah!

[grunts]
You're dressed like idiots.

Rostrum's gonna sink
the world!

We need your help.

Tough nuggets.
You picked him over me.

I hope you enjoyed
your perfect little summer camp.

We're sorry.

We'll never betray you again.

No, don't apologize to her.

Of course we picked
Rostrum over you.

All you do is boss us around.
You never teach us anything.

You're the meanest person
I've ever met.

[sighs] You're right.

-Huh?
-Perhaps I have been cruel to you.

Tell you what,
get me off this floor

and I promise to reward you all
by making an earnest attempt

to remember all your--
[retches]

Spit keeps pooling
in my mouth.

Your names.
I'll remember your names.

Fine. We'll help you up.

But only because it's
the right thing to do,

not because we care
what you think of us.

[babbles]

Maybe I have taught you
something after all.

Hmph, maybe.

Dr. Lullah?

Oh, sh**t.
We've got to help her up.

-[all clamoring]
-Got to help her.

All right,
this is more like it.

Now, plug me in.

Now we're in business.

[sighs] All right.
Well, good luck.

Where do you think
you're going?

We need to make a few modifications
to the design.

Hmm. Looks like
there's seven of them.

[loud thud]

[all talking
over each other]

We can't all talk.

Well, still no cohesive theme.

I'll show you what a villain
can do with a little focus.

Behold, the mega suck.

Nope, not that. No.

So you want to see focus,
Rostrum?

I have laser-like focus.

Laser, laser, laser.

[grunts]

-[Dr. Lullah grunts]
-[intense music playing]

[Chip] Oh, no, the hoses!

I can't see!

Who's got a stupid theme now?

Deploying fanny fields!

[grunts]

Forging condensation!

All right, children,
have at 'em!

[Chip]
Here comes Chip's Punch!

[grunts]

Pony Flail go!

Ooh!

[grunts]

[groans]

I'm the shorts!

[grunts, yelps]

[groaning] Ooh, ah!

Big whoop, you caught me.

Someone grab his glove.

Ah, but all your henchmen
hands are full.

[laughs]

[Mr. Okay] Don't worry!

It's gonna be okay.

[grunts]

[straining]

Okay, children.

-Ready?
-[all] Ready!

Now open the stable.

What? The stable?

What's wrong?

Feeling a little hoarse?

Huh?

[whinnies]

[screams]

[Dr. Lullah]
Francis, Drewnipper,

Sara Three, Lardy,

Marielle, and Porpo.

Pretty close.

Thank you.

Now that Rostrum's
off my case, if you'd like,

I can take you back to
a proper summer camp.

Nah, we'll stay.

Good.

But we're keeping
the StuGotards.

Hah! Be my guest.

And full access
to Funtivity Module.

Fine, but only until we get
the ship out of the volcano.

[all] Yay!

Hey, everybody, come!
The milk is back!

[grunts] Everybody, run!

The milk is back!

[♪ closing theme
music playing]