01x11 - Meet the Reaper/Skeletons in the Water Closet/Opposite Day

[bunniefuu]

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[ Laughing ]

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Whatever you do,
don't look behind you.

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Billy:
This is it, men!

Steady!
Here it comes!

[ Imitates growling ]

Aah! Eek!
No! No!

Aah! Aah!

Stop attacking us,
Mr. Monster!

We only wanted
to be your friend.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Let's make up.
[ Smooches ]

[ Giggles ]
Yay!

That's when the monster melted
the foolish soldier's brain

with its
heat-ray vision.

[ Slump! ]

Aww. He had a wife
and two kids.

He's better off now.

[ Sizzle! ]

[ Sniffles ]
How are you today, Mandy?

You will take me to see
Mr. Snuggles.

Mr. Snuggles?

Oh, it's his 10th
birthday today!

That's like a jillion
in hamster years.

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It looks like he's about ready
to kick the bucket.

Happy birthday,
Mr. Snuggles!

Hey, wanna see him
do a trick?

No.

Mr. Snuggles,
kiss-kiss!

[ Snarling, chomp ]

Good boy!

That was more of a bite
than a kiss.

[ Gasping ]

[ Warbling ]

What's that?

[ Shimmer ]

It seems to be a swirling vortex

of pure evil

coming out
of your floor.

[ Slurps ]

[ Chomp! ]

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Oh! Oh! Look! It's Santa!
Santa Claus!

That's not Santa,
you stooge.

That's the Grim Reaper.

Do I still
get presents?

[ Jamaican accent ]
Uh, well, no.

Actually, I'm here
for the hamster.

Oh boy!
Oh boy!

You brought presents
for Mr. Snuggles?

No.

I'm taking him away.

To the North Pole?

No. I --

[ Chomp! ]

Aah!

Ooh!

Look, I'm just
doing my job.

But I'm afraid it's curtains
for Mr. Snuggles.

You got him curtains?

[ Clears throat ]
You'll have to forgive Billy.

He's an idiot.

Look, aren't
you two scared?

Boo! Blah!

[ Pop! ]

Oh, come on.
I'm a walking skeleton!

Isn't that scary?

Hey, can I see
your hockey stick?

Fore!

Mr. Reaper,
you are truly a horrific

and powerful figure,
and I respect that.

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However, I cannot allow you
to take Mr. Snuggles.

How dare you
give orders to me.

I have powers you can't
possibly imagine.

Tea?

Oh, thank you.

[ Slurps ]

Aw, you stained
your dress.

It's not a dress!

Now, give me
the hamster.

No.

No?

Well, why not?

I'll make you a deal.

We will play a play a game
with you.

If you win,
you can have Mr. Snuggles.

Ooh! Ooh!
Can he have me too?

Yes. And if we win,
we keep Mr. Snuggles.

[ Laughs evilly ]

I love games.

And I never lose.

Neither do I.

Hmm.

Well, if you win,
which you won't,

I'll be
your best friend forever.

[ Laughs evilly ]

Follow me.

[ Creeak! ]

Gulp.

[ Creeaak! ]

Welcome to Limbo,

where we'll be playing
my favorite game --

the limbo!

How low...

[ Chomp! ]

...can you go?

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[ Creak, creak! ]

Your turn.

[ Laughs evilly ]

I think we need to make
a slight adjustment.

[ Chomp! ]

Your turn.
[ Laughs evilly ]

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[ Xylophone, pop! ]

Hmm!

[ Chomp! ]

That should do it.

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Gosh, I can't go
that low.

Ah, but I can.

[ Slump! ]

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Oh, uh, any last words
before you lose?

Just two.
Kiss-kiss.

[ Poink! ]

[ Snarling ]

Aah!

Ohh!
Get it off me!

Ooh! Aah!

Aaah!

You lose.

But -- But --
But this isn't fair!

A deal is a deal.

We keep Mr. Snuggles.

Yeah, and now you're
our best friend forever!

[ Chattering! ]

No!

This is impossible!

I am
the Grim Reaper,

master of the forces
of life and death!

Not anymore.

[ Chuckles ]
See?

Being our best friend
is pretty fun, huh?

And the best part is you can
sleep over at both our houses!

Ooh, pillow fight!

[ Grunting ]

I loathe you.

[ Grunting ]

Why me?

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Clean that right up.

[ Snoring ]

Time to get up,
Harold.

Yeah.
[ Snoring ]

♪ Billy,
time to wake up ♪

Honey?

Good morning.

[ Grunting ]

I just can't understand how
such a little boy

can make such a mess and then
just sleep the day away.

Rise and shine,
Sleepenstein.

Do you realize
what time it is?

[ Gasps, screams ]

[ Screams ]

[ Screams ]

[ Screams ]

[ Screaming ]

What the heck
just happened?

Oh, that was just my mom.
She's funny.

[ Laughs ]

Yeah, a real hoot.

H-Harold!
[ Screaming ]

What?!
What is it?!

[ Stammering ]

Gladys?

Gladys.

Now, slowly.

What the heck
are you trying to say?

B-B-B-Billy!

Yes?

Our son!

Yes?

Our son has turned into
a big spooky skeleton!

Our poor skeleton son,
Billy!

Let us go to him.

[ Crank, pow! ]

Hmm.

Oh, Billy!
Let me see what's become of you.

Both: What?

Morning, Dad.

[ Gasps ]
Wait a sec.

Skin and hair and --

[ Chuckles ]
A skeleton?

[ Stammering ] But I --
I saw --

Did someone forget to take
their medicine today?

Skeleton.
Sheesh.

But I -- I --

You okay, Grim?

Is your house always this fun
in the morning?

Nah.

Sometimes Mom and Dad
are a little freaky.

Well, if anyone
needs me...

I'll be in the shower.

[ Faucet squeaks,
water running ]

Billy?

Mommy has some fresh towels
for you.

[ Whistling Chopin's
"Funeral March" ]

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[ Screaming ]

[ Screaming ]

Are you finished in there yet?
I got to go.

Ooh, I feel so --
so violated.

Harold!

Big! Naked!
Bathroom!

What is it?
Spit it out.

Big, scary,
naked skeletons!

Naked skeletons?

I'd better get
the flail.

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Aha!

Hi, Dad.

Aah!
Hi, Billy.

More skeletons, huh?

[ Laughs ]

Now, now, it's going to be
alright, dear.

Rest is
what you need.

[ Stammering ]

You've been overworking
yourself lately.

You're starting
to hallucinate.

It's all in your head.

[ Stammering ]
All in my head.

All in my head.
All in my --

[ Doorbell buzzing ]

Aah!

That's just
the doorbell.

All in my head.

All in my head.

Hello,
Mr. Billy's dad.

Can Billy play?

Sure.
He's in the kitchen.

Mmm.
Hi, Mandy.

Sounds like your mom's
met Grim.

So, what's up
for today?

Hide-and-seek!
Hide-and-seek!

Not quite
what I had in mind.

Come on, Grim! Hide-and-seek!

Hide-and-seek!

Sure.
I'm game.

Okay, we'll play,
but on one condition.

Not it.

Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!
Not it!

Pfft!
Oh, come on, now.

Come, Billy.
Let's hide.

Grim, count to 50.

Oh, crud.

It's all in my head.

It's all in my head.

It's all in my head.

But the germs...
they're real. Yeah.

Real germs.

Yeah.

Maybe the skeletons,
they're real, too.

Oh, so real.

And my poor baby!

He's in danger.

He needs his mommy!

I've got to save him!
Yeah!

Billy!

Hello?

Hmm.

Where the Dickens are they?

Ah!

Gotcha!

[ Laughing ]

Oh, shut up.

Billy!

Bill-- [ Gasps ]

Honey?

Billy?

B-B-B-Billy?

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Aw, Mom.
You ruined our good hiding spot.

[ Gasps ]
My baby!

Oh!
[ Smooching ]

Yes, yes, it's good to see you,
too, Mrs. Billy's mom.

Oh, Billy! Billy! Billy!
Billy! Billy!

No hideous germs
or spooky skeletons

could tear you
from my arms.

Excuse me.
Have you seen two --

Ah, there
you rascals are.

[ Screaming ]

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Aw, come on.

At least I have clothes
on this time.

Buckle her in,
Harold.

I don't want her freaking out

while I drive.

Sure, sis.

We'll, we're off.

Dad, why is Mom going away
to visit Aunt Sis?

Well...Billy...
you see, Mommy, uh --

well, she's, uh...

Your mom's cracked up,
you goon.

Oh, wow! Rad!

Mommy's just going away
to rest for a while.

Bye, sweetheart!

Bye!

Whatever.

[ Gasps, screams ]

Bye!

Bye, Mommy!

[ Laughing evilly ]

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Playtime!
Time to play.

Playtime.
Now is playtime.

Playtime is now.

Playtime.

Playtime!

Oof!

Hey, what's the matter?

You don't want to go over
to Mandy's and play?

Not really.

To be honest, I hate playing
with the two of you.

You and that wretched
girlfriend of yours

are bad enough separately,
but together...

you're insufferable.

Insufferable?

I don't even know
what that means.

Hey, what a minute!
She's not my girlfriend.

She's just a friend
who happens to be a girl,

just like I happen
to be a boy,

and you happen to be
a skeleton.

It's the differences that make
our world so rich,

diverse, and wonderful.

I still hate you,
though.

Don't worry, pal.

Today won't be like
all those other days.

Today's a special day.

Oh, wait!

I mean, it's not special.
It's ordinary.

Boy, you are making no sense.
Are you that dumb?

Yes! Yes, sir, I am.
Thank you.

Okay, then.
As long as you know.

Knock, knock.
Is anybody home?

No, nobody's home.

Get out of my sight,
both of you.

Yippee!

What are you waiting for?
Get out.

[ Grumbling ]

Hold on.

Billy didn't tell you,
did he?

Tell me what?

Today is opposite day.

On opposite day, whatever
you say means the opposite.

So, when I said "get out",
I meant, "come in".

Like this.

Billy, don't play video games.

Ooh! Ooh!
Ooh! Yay!

Get it?

Hmm.
I think so.

We'll see.

As for now,
let the games end.

Here's your controller,
Grim.

Ugh. Oh, I hate
this stupid contraption.

I can't even figure out
how to hold this thing.

Hey!
I wasn't ready!

No fair!
Cheater!

Hey, I thought
we were all a team!

Nope.

Something's wrong
with my controller!

Mine's fine.

Mine, too.

This game is dumb.
I'm not going to play.

You don't have to play
video games.

You could...do all my chores

if you want.

I don't. I don't want to do
all your chores.

You don't?

No, I don't!

I don't want to do
your stinking chores!

Good.

'Cause since today's
opposite day,

that means you do want to do

all my chores.

No.
I meant I don't.

So, you do?

No!
No, I don't!

[ Sighs ]
I give up.

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Do you think
that was too mean?

He said
he didn't want to.

You know
what that means.

You're right.

This bites!

Those kids don't deserve
a friend like me.

Every day I play with them
until my eyes bleed.

[ Sniffles ]

Okay, this is
getting boring.

Let's go t*rture
the Grim Reaper.

Okay.

Grim, we're sorry
we tricked you.

You mean a lot to us
as a friend.

You don't have to
do my chores.

I don't?

Ha, ha!
It's opposite day,

so you do
have to do 'em.

Shall we escort you
to the lawn mower?

Very well.
This way.

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[ Engine revving faster ]

[ Whoosh! ]

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[ Crash ]

[ Sighs ]
The lawn's done.

Well, that's it
for my chores.

Now what?

Hmm...
Oh, Grim!

Yes?

My little dog, Saliva's,
feeling oh-so sad and lonely.

Would you cheer him up?

Cheer him up yourself!

Oh, Grim.
Won't you please cheer him up?

One little kiss
ought to do it.

You know, you want to.

Ooh!

I am not going to kiss your
stinky, smelly, drooling mutt!

You aren't?
'Cause that means you are.

Ooh, she's right!
You said it.

Now you gotta do it.

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[ Laughing evilly ]

I'll do it.

[ Boing, boing, boing! ]

Go on.
Do it.

[ Insects buzzing ]

[ Slurp ]

Yay!

I am so humiliated.

All this fun is
making me hungry.

Let's eat.

Hey, Grim.
Want some ketchup?

No.

Okay.

Stop!

Okay.

No more.

Okay! Okay!

Isn't opposite day
awful?

Oh, it's dreadful.

What do you think, Grim?
Isn't it dreadful?

[ Sobbing ]

I hate you so much!

I'm so miserable!

Well, that's good,
cause misery goes nice with pie!

That's it.

I've had it!

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[ Laughs evilly ]

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Hey, thank you slicing
the pie, Grim.

Yeah. And we really deserve
a nice treat about now.

Aha! You said
you deserve pie.

That means you don't
deserve pie.

♪ No pie for you ♪

Pbht!

Hold on.

Remember when I said
it was opposite day?

That meant it wasn't
opposite day.

So, you did all those chores
for nothing.

[ Laughs ]

Bl-bl-bl-bl-
bl-bl-bl-bl-bl!

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