02x12 - Big Ball/The Brain Freeze

[bunniefuu]

Mung daal: ♪ you take the

Moon, and you take the sun ♪

Chowder: ♪ you take

Everything that seems like fun ♪

Truffles: ♪ you stir it all

Up, and when you're done ♪

Shnitzel: ♪ radda radda radda

R-r-radda radda ♪

All: ♪ so, come on in

♪ Feel free to do some looking

♪ Stay awhile 'cause something's

Always cooking ♪

♪ Come on in

♪ Feel free to do some looking

♪ Stay awhile 'cause something's

Always cooking ♪

Yeah!

[ Applause ]

[ Cheering ]

Truffles: bee nuts!

Shnitzel: ra-radda ra-radda

Radda.

Truffles: get your bee nuts

Here!

Chowder: these bee nuts are

So good.

Mung daal: I can't believe

It, chowder.

Here we are, catering in

Marzipan's municipal stadium,

Home of the mighty macadamias.

Truffles: has anyone even

Come close to scoring a point

Yet?

Mung daal: scoring?

There's no scoring.

Apparently, you don't understand

The point of

Field-tournament-style,

Up-and-down, on-the-ground --

Truffles: but the goal's

Right there!

Mung daal: shh!

It's bad luck not to say the

Whole name.

Now let me start over.

Field-tournament-style,

Up-and-down, on-the-ground,

Manja-flanja-blanja-bonja-esca-

Bibble-babble-flabble-doma-roma-

Floama-boama-jingle-jangle-

Every-angle-bricka-bracka-

Flacka-stacka, two-ton, rerun,

Free-for-all big ball.

It's the greatest game in the

Entire shuniverse.

Chowder: I'm confused about

How's it's played.

Mung daal: that's part of the

Magic -- the confusion.

Now, there are two opposing

Teams in the game -- the

Marzipan macadamias and the

Goulash united.

Chowder: but both teams look

Exactly alike.

Mung daal: what are you

Talking about?

One team is red with white

Stripes, and the other is white

With red stripes.

They're completely different.

Chowder: oh, now I see.

Mung daal: get away from the

Screen.

Your giant head is blocking the

View.

Each team has to ride a big ball

As far down the field as

Possible while fighting off the

Opposite team, all the while

Having to avoid a multitude of

Obstacles on the field, like

Poison-spitting-snake pits and

Poison-spitting-alligator pits

And poison-spitting-kitten pits.

[ All hiss ]

Then there's the flumper

Bumpers.

Chowder: aw, nuts.

Mung daal: chowder, what are

You doing playing pinball?

I thought you wanted to watch

The game.

Truffles: look, we've been

Here for eight days already, and

I'm fed up with this idiotic,

Never-ending game!

I mean, what kind of game is

Played not to win?!

Mung daal: I told you,

Scoring will ruin

Field-tournament-style,

Up-and-down, on-the-ground,

Manja-flanja-blanja-bonja-esca-

Bibble-babble-flabble-doma-roma-

Floama-boama-jingle-jangle-

Every-angle-bricka-bracka-

Flacka-stacka, two-ton, rerun,

Free-for-all big ball!

Winning isn't the point.

Only the rules and regulations

Matter.

It's a gentleman's sport.

That's how it is, and that's how

It always will be.

And there's nothing you can do

About it, so there.

Blah!

Chowder: yeah, sucker.

Blah!

Truffles: we'll see about

That, puny little man.

Meh, meh, meh, meh, meh, meh,

Meh, meh, meh, meh, meh, meh,

Meh.

Truffles: excuse me.

Are you the head coach?

Meh.

[ Creak! Pop! ]

[ Zip! ]

[ Crash! ]

Truffles: okay, we're gonna

End this silly game for once,

And we're gonna do it my way.

Anybody got a problem with that?

[ Creak! ]

[ Creak! ]

I'm gonna be making a few

Changes, starting now.

You -- you're gonna be taking

The ball.

You, you, and you are ugly, so

You're gonna play defense.

Got it? Good!

Now break!

[ Shatter! ]

Yes, that's very funny.

I hate this show.

Hut 1, hut 2, hut 3, hut 4,

Hut 5, hut 6, hut 7, hut 8,

Hut 9, hut 10, hut 11, hut 12.

Truffles: hike the ball

Already!

Break!

[ Clack! ]

[ Cheers and applause ]

Truffles: whoo-hoo!

I can't wait to prove to mung

How dumb and pointless this game

Really is.

High five!

Shnitzel: radda radda radda

Radda radda radda!

Truffles: human cannonballs?

What are you talking about?

[ Creak! ]

Oh, no!

Dog, man, guy, whatever you are,

Look out!

[ Gasps ]

[ Boom! ]

[ Zoom! Zoom! Zoom! ]

Truffles: now jump!

[ Whistle! Whistle! Whistle!

Whistle! ]

Now stop!

[ Screeeeeeeeeeech! ]

[ Panting ]

[ Squeak! ]

[ Squeak! ]

Truffles: phew!

That was close.

Now, as long as there are no

More crazy obstacles -- oh, no!

Duck!

Duck, duck, duck, duck, duck.

[ Chomp! ]

[ Cheers and applause ]

Duck, duck, duck, duck, duck.

Mung daal: hmm, that's odd.

The goulash united coach looks a

Little different.

He's a lot uglier and wartier

Than I remember him.

[ Gasps ]

That's truffles!

I can't believe it!

I just can't believe it!

Look at her barking orders.

Truffles: bark! Bark! Bark!

Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark!

Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark!

Bark!

Mung daal: I'm telling you,

Chowder, that woman won't be

Happy until she takes away

Everything I care deeply about,

Even though she loves me.

Chowder: you'll always have

Me, though, right, mung?

[ Tink! ]

Right?

Mung daal: yeah, yeah, yeah,

Sure.

Truffles: now, I've figured

Out our next plan of action.

We're gonna execute the old

Romeo and juliet play.

Oh, romeo, oh, romeo, wherefore

Art thou, romeo?

"My love, I am here on this

Field, trying to score a goal."

Mung daal: hello, my sweet,

Fuzzy, pasty, wasty, gooshy

Bottoms.

Truffles: what are you doing

Out here?!

Mung daal: is it not obvious?

I am now head coach for the

Marzipan macadamias.

Truffles: where's the old

Head coach?

Chowder: he's busy coaching

Heads.

[ All panting ]

[ Boing! Boing! Boing! Boing! ]

Great hustle, guys.

Mung daal: and I plan to stop

You from destroying

Field-tournament-style,

Up-and-down, on-the-ground,

Manja-flanja-blanja...

[ Up-tempo elevator music

Plays ]

...bricka-bracka-flacka-stacka,

Two-ton, rerun, free-for-all big

Ball.

Truffles: we'll see about

That!

You're going down, old man!

Mung daal: no!

You're going down, older woman!

Truffles: no, you are!

Mung daal: no, you are!

Truffles: no, you!

Mung daal: no, you!

Truffles: no, you!

Mung daal: no, you!

[ Both smooching ]

Both: get away!

Truffles: change of plans!

I want mung and his team

Crushed!

So I'm bringing out my secret

Weapon!

[ Thud! Thud! Thud! ]

[ Creak! Plop! ]

[ Cheers and applause ]

Shnitzel: radda!

Mung daal: he can bend

Spoons!

We're doomed!

Team, we can't let that woman

Destroy field-tournament...

[ Fast-forwarding ]

...big ball!

I want you to go out there and

Show them no mercy!

Bring me back the head of

Truffles!

Chowder: wait up, guys!

I'm almost there!

Hold on!

I'm coming!

Mung daal: chowder, I've got

An extra, extra, extra,

Extra-special job for you.

Chowder: extra, extra, extra,

Extra-special?

Whoo!

Mung daal: you see that bench

Over there?

Chowder: yeah.

Mung daal: I'm afraid it's

Caught a nasty cold.

Chowder: oh, no!

Mung daal: and I need you to

Help keep it warm.

Do you think you can handle

That, chowder?

Chowder: you can count on

Me!

[ Zoom! ]

Mung daal: don't judge me.

Shnitzel: radda radda radda.

Radda radda radda.

Radda radda radda radda ra!

Radda!

All: huh?

[ Smack! ]

Mung daal: da fence, da

Fence!

Defense?

Mung daal: no, da fence!

Look out!

Huh?

Ugh!

The jokes are getting worse.

[ Both screaming ]

[ Strike! ]

Mung daal: ugh, we're getting

Clobbered out there!

Chowder: anything I can do?

Mung daal: no, you just keep

Warming that bench.

Chowder: aye, aye, captain!

I got this!

Yeah!

[ Blink! ]

[ Patter! Patter! Patter! ]

Mung daal: for fritters'

Sake, goulash united is gonna

Score!

Do...you...hear...me?!

Got to think fast!

Got...to...think...fast!

Chowder: mung, the bench is

Nice and warm.

[ Fire roars ]

Mung daal: but how are we

Gonna win?!

Think, chowder, think!

What happened to your clothes?

Chowder: I got hungry during

The cutaway.

Mung daal: hungry, eh?

[ Gasps ] that's it!

Chowder, I'm putting you in the

Game.

Chowder: but the bench needs

Me!

Mung daal: never mind that!

I need you to go out there and

Do what you do best!

Chowder: you mean dance?

[ Up-tempo music plays ]

Mung daal: no!

Your second-best thing.

[ Patter! Patter! Patter! ]

Shnitzel: radda!

[ Spectators gasp ]

Whoa!

That little dude swallowed the

Whole ball!

Truffles: foul! Foul!

I call foul!

Mung daal: well, it looks

Like the better man won!

It's a darn shame you weren't

Able to score.

It just goes to show you if you

Mess with the bull, you get the

Horns!

Ga-ga!

Truffles: we'll see about

That!

Use chowder as the ball!

Mung daal: no!

[ All grunting ]

Chowder: [ giggles ]

It tickles.

[ Horns blow ]

Mung daal: official tea-break

Time!

[ Piano playing waltz ]

[ All slurping ]

Truffles, could you pass me the

Petits fours?

Truffles?

Where'd she go?

Go-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-al!

Chowder: sorry, mung!

They pushed me in!

Truffles: ha!

I win!

I win, I win, I win!

I-i-i win!

Ha! In your face!

In your face, sucker!

Ha ha!

[ Barking ]

[ Rumbling ]

Mung daal: look what you did,

Woman!

You weren't supposed to win!

You weren't supposed to win!

Game over.

Mung daal: I told you there's

No scoring in

Field-tournament-style,

Up-and-down, on-the-ground,

Manja-flanja-blanja-bonja-esca-

Bibble-babble-flabble-doma-roma-

Floama-boma-jingle-jangle-every-

Angle-bricka-bracka-flacka-

Stacka, two-ton, rerun,

Free-for-all big ball!

Now you've destroyed the sport!

Truffles: I thought you were

Talking figuratively.

Chowder: I want more

Bee nuts.

[ Groaning ]

Oh, I'm making it hot today!

Oh-so-hot!

[ Fan whirs ]

[ Squish! ]

Chowder: [ panting ]

Hi, mung!

Shnitzel: ra-ha...

Chowder: I got the gelato

Beans!

What's up?

Chowder: mung?

Mung daal: [ groans ]

Blah!

Chowder: oh, my goodness!

[ Rip! ]

[ Squish ]

[ Gasps ]

It's even hotter in here!

Why doesn't someone turn on the

Air-conditioner?!

Truffles: 'cause we don't

Have air-conditioner.

We have air-corn-ditionier.

c*ck corn!

[ Hinges squeak ]

Both: ugh!

[ Whirl! Whirl! Whirl! ]

[ Whimsical music plays ]

Hey, that's really nice work,

Dude.

What's up?

Is -- is that all you say?

Mung daal: [ mumbling ]

[ Slurps ]

Ah, that's better!

Anyone for a gelato smoothie?

[ All groaning ]

Mung daal: ah, la la la la!

Unh, unh, unh, unh!

Hold your horses!

[ Horses whinny ]

Drink these smoothies slo-o-o-w.

Truffles: slow?

Why you want us to drink

Slo-o-o-w?

Chowder: yeah, mung!

I drink fast!

It's my way!

Mung daal: because if you

Drink a gelato smoothie too

Fast, you'll get the dreaded

Brain freeze!

Chowder: hey, mung!

Mung daal: chowder, no!

Chowder: ah.

What's a brain --

[ Ice creaking ]

[ Poof! ]

[ Teeth chatter, creak ]

Hey, where am i?

This doesn't look like the

Kitchen.

Better have a look around.

[ Ding! Pop! ]

Boop.

Boop.

Boop.

Boop.

Boop.

Boop.

Boop.

No one else is here!

Brain freeze.

[ Wind gusting ]

Chowder: hey!

It must be that brain-freeze

Thing mung was blabbering on

About.

[ As mung ] be careful of the

Brain freeze, chowder!

[ Normal ] yeah, yeah, yeah.

Blah, blah, blah.

Hmph, old people.

I wonder how mung's gonna rescue

Me from this mess.

[ Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! ]

[ Sloop! ]

[ Dink! Dink! ]

[ Creak! ]

Mung: how you doing in there,

Chowder?

Feeling good?

Good.

Well, we'll get you out in,

Like -- in, like, a little

While.

Mm, got room for one more?

I brought beach ba*ls!

Truffles: ahh!

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

Yes, mung.

Surely, you weren't going to hog

This oasis all to yourself.

Hey, handsome.

Shnitzel: r-r-r-radda.

Panini: he's my beautiful

Ice-sculpture num-nums.

[ Ding! ]

Chowder: oh, no!

They're not rescuing!

They're reclining -- reclining!

[ Thump! Crash! ]

I'm gonna be trapped inside of

My brain forever, alone and

Frozen, and I'll never cook!

You can't cook if you're frozen

Inside of a block of ice!

Oh, wait!

If I'm in my brain, all I've got

To do is think of something

Warm!

Think warm thoughts.

Think warm thoughts.

Think warm thoughts.

Hey, what's up?

Chowder: not now, gazpacho.

I'm trying to think warm

Thoughts.

Actually, it's flazpacho.

I am your warm thought.

Chowder: yeah, yeah, yeah.

I love you, too.

But I'm trying to think of

Something warm.

Gosh, this fur coat of mine

Sure is itchy.

Chowder: I said I need to

Think, flazpacho!

Oh, gosh, I'm so hot and

Sweaty in this big fur coat.

Chowder: you are really

Getting on my nerves, flazp--

[ Pop! ]

Hey! You have a fur coat!

Ow! Hey!

Chowder: ahh, warm chest.

Give me that!

Chowder: can I have your fur

Coat before I freeze?!

[ Crash! Rumble! ]

Oh, sure. There you go.

K-kid?

Kid?!

[ Rumble! ]

No, I'm telling you, flitzel,

This is a great place for our

Annual tribe picnic.

Look. We got snow, ice, sleet,

Snow -- I mean, what more could

A flenguin ask for?

Chowder: blargh-argh-argh!

Argh-argh-argh-argh-argh-argh!

Okay, we'll have to picnic

Somewhere else.

Chowder: ahh. Ahh.

Whoa!

[ Whoosh! ]

[ Splat! ]

[ Whomp! ]

Whoa.

I just had the weirdest dream.

It was about this giant frozen

Snowberry.

Tell us about it, son.

Chowder: aaaaah!

[ Alarm rings ]

[ Squeak! Squeak! Squeak! ]

Are you gonna eat me,

Giant penguin?

Actually, we're flenguins.

Chowder: hey, you look like

Mung and schnitzel.

Actually, it's flung and

Flitzel.

Fladda.

And, actually, your brain

Made us to help you get out of

This mess.

So first things first -- we got

To --

[ Creak! ]

Oh, no!

His condition is getting worse.

We'd better take him to

The wise one.

She'll know how to fix this.

Hurry, flitzel!

Oh, why couldn't his brain have

Given us longer legs?

[ Gurgle! Gurgle! ]

[ Scrape! Scrape! ]

[ Wind blowing ]

[ Flap! Flap! Flap! ]

[ Creak! ]

What for you want?

We need your help, fluffles,

With this.

In order to melt his brain

Freeze, he needs...

The treatment.

The treatment?

Fl-fladda?!

The treatment is an ancient

And mystical ritual.

First, I clear my throat.

Ack-ah-ah!

Then I use the mystical box of

Brain salt.

Then I pour it on and watch it

Do all the work.

Chowder: aaah!

Salt in the eyes!

Wow, it works good.

Chowder: aaaaaah!

Yes, amazing results.

Do you feel better?

Chowder: why would you people

Do this to me?!

To help you escape from your

Brain freeze.

Chowder: no, no, no.

I need the coat from this guy.

The coat.

Fl-fladda.

The path to the coat is

Dangerous.

Chowder: l-l-let's -- let's

Hurry.

Send in the guide!

Meet flanini.

Chowder: my brain would never

Create such a hideous vision!

Too late.

I know exactly where the woolly

Mammoth lives and everything.

Chowder: I'm n-n-not y-y-your

B-b-boy...

Bye! Good luck!

...f-f-frien...

Frien...

F-frien...

F-f-frien...

Frien...

Frien...

Okay, we're here.

[ Smooch! ]

Oh, no.

I must have made a wrong...turn.

But since we're here, I'll warm

You with...

[ Creak! ]

My heart.

[ Discordant notes play ]

[ Patter! Patter! ]

Chowder: I'd rather freeze to

Death!

Hey, it's the who's-it kid

Who wants my fur coat!

Chowder: gazpacho!

flazpacho.

Chowder: flazcacho!

What are you doing at

Make out point?

[ Squeak! ]

[ Thump! Clatter! ]

Uh, n-nothing.

Nothing at all.

Is this make -- I wond-- I

Never -- I didn't know where

That wa-- hey, listen, you still

Want my coat, right, kid?

Here. I put a couple of new

Buttons on it for you.

Chowder: wow!

Oh, thank goodness!

[ Rumble! ]

Did you say, "fur coat"?

Ohh.

Ohhh!

Chowder: oh, what is it,

Glazcacho?!

The cold is getting smarter.

It's created flendive,

The terror of the ice!

I want that fur coat!

The cold, cold water makes my

Lip blubber wilt.

[ Creak! Blrpp! ]

Chowder: well, I needed it

First.

i get the mammoth's coat.

I'm smarter and older than you.

And larger -- whew! -- A lot

Larger.

But, to be fair, I hereby

Declare whomever performs the

Best in ice capades wins the

Coat!

Chowder: then I will

Ice capade like I've never

Ice capaded before.

Out of the way.

Ladies first.

And I will win, because I'm

Smarter and older.

And redundant.

Ugh! Ugh!

[ Tinkle! ]

Pretty.

Name, puh-lease.

Flendive big as a whale.

Okay,

Flendive big as a whale.

Ice capade for the coat.

[ Doink! ]

Whuh! Whuh! Whuh! Whuh! Whuh!

Ugh!

[ Thump! Thump! ]

[ Rip! ]

That's good -- real good.

Your turn, chowder.

Chowder: but I can't top

That!

I just can't.

Yes, you can win, chowder!

Chowder: I can?

Yeah, you can.

Chowder: well, when you put

It that way...

[ Up-tempo music plays ]

[ Cheers ]

[ Tinkle! ]

[ Swish! Swish! Swish! ]

[ Whirl! Whirl! Whirl! ]

[ Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! ]

[ Whirl! Whirl! Whirl! Whirl! ]

[ Whirl! Whirl! Whirl! Whirl! ]

[ Whirl! Whirl! Whirl! Whirl! ]

[ Whirl! Whirl! Whirl! ]

[ Cheers ]

Oh, is that a french poodle?!

I love french poodles, with the

Little fluffity floops on their

Head!

Oh! Ooh!

You've got the close-shaven

Posterior!

Oh!

Here, take the coat!

What?! But I need that coat

For my lip blubber!

Aaah!

[ Alarm rings ]

No! No, not the poodle!

[ Clang! ]

Give me!

[ Crack! ]

Aah-aah-aaah!

[ Splash! ]

Bye, my future husb--

[ Splash! ]

Well, here you go, kid.

Your brain beat the cold.

Enjoy. Mm!

See you around!

Chowder: bye, flazcacho!

I finally have warmth!

I can go home now!

[ Gurgle! ]

[ Creak! ]

[ Gurgle! ]

[ Gush! ]

[ Creak! ]

[ Crack! ]

[ Splash! ]

[ Squirt! ]

I'm back!

I did it!

Yay, me!

Mung daal: okay, who ruined

Our good times?

Oh, I mean, look, everyone --

Chowder's back to normal.

All: [ monotone voice ] yay.

Hey, how'd you get my coat?

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

[ Disco music plays ]

[ Pop! ]

Truffles: what are you

Doing?!

Shnitzel: uh...

Radda?

Truffles: this is how you do

It.

[ Music continues ]

Oh, yeah!

Work it! Mm-hmm.

You know you want it.