[theme music]
♪ You take the moon
and you take the sun ♪
♪ You take everything
that seems like fun ♪
♪ You stir it all up
and when you're done ♪
♪ Radda radda
radda r-r-radda radda ♪
♪ 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 ♪♪♪
[all]
Yeah!
[applause]
[theme music]
[Truffles]
Let me get this straight..
...you three are going
to the beach while I stay here
and work my tail feathers off!
You have tail feathers?
Now, Truffles, you
know that only beach sun
nature's very own heat lamp
can transform these soft,
white, doughy, goo ba*ls..
Who are you calling
a goo ball?
...Into hot and irresistible
summer donuts.
[beach music]
Fine. Go.
Just leave me here.
But don't expect me to bail you
out if you get arrested.
Not to worry, dear.
That will never happen again
because this time
I'm wearing shorts.
[horse neighs]
Sit down! Sit down!
To the beach.
But I didn't get to
see her tail feathers.
They've got some
nerve ditching me here
all alone... by myself..
Without the three of them
to driving me crazy.
[laughs]
Peace and quiet, here I come!
[bells jingle]
[Mung groans]
Didn't I tell you to go before
we left?
Yes.
- Well, did you?
- No.
Well, are you
gonna go or not?
Just as soon as I finish
my bottomless soda.
[cranking]
[warble]
Will you just go?!
Aah.
Now this is more like it.
[zip]
[blop]
[tinkle]
Aah.
[bells jingle]
Huh? No customers!
We're closed!
[scribbling]
[door slams]
[panting]
Made it.
Wait.
Why am I here again?
Hmm.
Maybe Mung will remember.
[groaning]
Oh, no. The door's stuck.
Maybe I can call for help.
Now, what was I gonna
do at the window?
I remember!
I was gonna ask Mung.
[grunting]
Oh, no. The door's stuck!
Maybe I can call for help.
Have a nice day.
[tires squeal]
What's taking him
so long?
I'm never gonna get
to the beach..
...for the donuts, of course.
Maybe we'd better go check on
him.
And by "we," I mean "you."
[crash]
[bells jingle]
Oh, what now?
[Chowder]
'Help! Somebody help me!'
- Radda!
- Shnitzel.
Thank goodness. I've been
stuck in here all morning.
I came in like this
and the door shut
behind me like this
and then I was
trapped like this.
[grunting]
Radda!
[grunting]
[clink]
Radda, radda?
Aah!
[Shnitzel]
'Radda!'
Well, at least I
still have my --
Aah! Ooh, my eyes!
My eyes!
Hoo!
[grumbling]
Flying rats!
Keys, keys, keys.
[knock on door]
[tink]
[knock on door]
[tink]
Got to use
the fricka-fracka dog door.
I said we're closed!
[tires squeal]
[screams]
[zip]
[coughs]
[Chowder laughs]
What is taking you so long?!
Radda!
What about the door?
Welcome to the locked-
in-the-bathroom club.
Locked in?
- Are you sure?
- Radda, radda.
Well, there's your problem.
You can't open it
with brute force.
You have to treat it like you'd
treat a lady -- with lots of
sugar.
Hey, there.
I hear you might be
a little stuck.
[laughs]
What say you be
a peach and open up
for me and my friends here?
Ah.
So that's how you're gonna be?
Well, fine.
You just lost out
on this, baby!
You just lost out on this.
- Oh.
- What's wrong?
I just remembered
why I came in here.
I still have to tinkle!
Well, we are in the bathroom.
What? No way.
I can't whiz in front of you.
You're old and grody.
Well, then, I guess you
just have to hold it.
- Radda, radda.
- Hold it?
Right. I can do that.
[tink]
[squeak]
[skibble honk]
[groaning]
[wailing]
[groaning]
[clank]
[honk]
Chowder, aren't you
overdoing it a little?
But I feel like
I'm going to explode.
Chowder, no one ever exploded
from having to go number one.
- Really?
- Yes. Really.
Whew.
For a second there,
I thought it was all over.
[both gasp]
[all scream]
Chowder, you have to go now!
But you're still in
the bathroom.
- And you're still grody.
- You have to try.
If you don't, there's a good
chance we could all..
...drown.
Gross.
Okay, but you're going
to have to turn around
and close your eyes.
Chowder, we're not
gonna peek.
Trust me.
- Uh-oh.
- Okay!
They're closed! They're closed!
And you'll need to
be as far away as possible.
Now plug your ears.
Chowder, is this
all really necessary?
Hurry!
Make noises so you
can't hear me.
- What? Huh?
- Radda?
I said make some noise!
[both babbling loudly]
Don't stop.
Okay. I can do this.
It's just me and you.
Here we go.
Any second now.
Any second now.
[both gasp ]
[breathing heavily]
Yuck.
I think I breathed
in dirty underwear.
Ugh.
[sproing]
I couldn't go!
One, two, pee!-- I mean, three!
[grunting]
boing
Aaaaaah!
[pop]
[crackle]
Radda. Radda, radda.
It is Truffles.
I never thought I'd be
so happy to see my wife.
Yes!
Aah, please hurry!
How can we get her attention?
Radda, radda, radda.
No, we are not throwing
Chowder down on her.
I know!
[pop]
[squish]
[burps]
[Truffles humming]
[Chowder]
'Help!'
'We're trapped!'
[burp]
She didn't hear it.
[Mung]
'Not to worry.'
'I've got
the answer right here.'
Mwah!
[pop]
[instrumental music]
[chattering]
Fudge butter.
We were just one square short.
Oh, it's no use.
We're never
gonna get out of here.
And I'm going to...explode!
A true chef never
gives up, Chowder.
You just need to
distract your bladder.
Try thinking of something dry.
Like Shnitzel's
sense of humor?
No, that's too dry.
Well, one time I ate
an entire box of crackers
and they were really salty..
...with a hint of butter.
But the butter
was salty too, and..
That's it!
Just keep thinking dry thoughts.
[cracking]
[water dripping]
That sounds like..
...water!
[water dripping]
[laughing nervously]
Water? I don't hear anything.
Turn it off.
Turn it off.
Ah. Radda!
I can't hold it!
I'm too pretty to die this way.
Radda!
I love you, too, man.
Shnitzel, maneuver delta 5-2.
Radda-Ra.
[instrumental music]
[twang]
Go, man, go!
[scream]
You're all alone now, Chowder.
Let 'er rip!
[Chowder]
'Alright. Here I go. Whoa.'
'Why can't I go?'
Huh?
Well, I never. Oh!
Huh? No!
Stop looking at me!
Don't flatter yourself.
Stop looking!
Whoa!
I can't hold it any longer-r-r!
Aaaaaaaaaah!
[Mung]
'Whoa!'
[bling]
[all screaming]
[splash]
[gasps]
Huh?
The beach? The beach!
We made it!
And the water's perfect.
Ahhhh.
Oh, yeah.
[bwong]
[both]
Aah!
[all]
Aah!
[theme music]
[snoring]
[sloop]
[squeaking]
screech
Hold it right there.
What are you doing?
Just grabbing
a midnight snack.
Give me that.
Listen, Chowder
Late-night snacking
is very dangerous.
It can ruin your appetite
and blah, blah blah
blah blah blah
blah.
Blah blah blah blah blah blah
blah blah blah blah blah blah.
You're not listening
to me, are you?
- Yes, I am.
- What'd I just say?
Blah blah blah blah
blah blah blah blah blah blah
blah blabitty blah blah,
and I missed the last part
'cause I was looking
at the food.
Go to bed, Chowder.
Aw, man.
And remember! No snacking.
I'm gonna starve, Kimchi.
All I have to get me
through the night is this.
[Kimchi]
Pbht pbht p-Pb-pbbht?
No.
See, Mung said no snacking.
And this isn't a snack.
It's a meal. Mmm.
[blinking]
See, everything's fine.
- Good night, Kimchi.
- Pbbht.
[sloop]
[tapping]
Well, Shnitzel, looks like
you're gonna have
to clean this up.
[Shnitzel groans]
Morning, Mung.
Morning, Shnitzel.
Whoa. Look at this mess.
You better start
cleaning up, Shnitzel.
[growling]
What did I tell
you last night?
Blah blah blah blah
blah blah blah.
No! I told you
no midnight snacking.
- But you snacked anyway!
- No, I didn't.
Oh, yeah? Then why is
there food on your face?
'Cause there's
always food on my face.
True.
Well, if you didn't
snack, then perhaps
you'd care for some breakfast.
No, thanks.
I'm not hungry.
Huh? Not hungry?
Why am I not hungry?
Why am I not hungry?!
I have a theory,
but I'll need to see
in your belly button
to make sure.
Alright then. Let me just
clean out the old lint trap.
[creak]
[Mung]
'Just as I thought.'
'Your appetite clock has been
thrown out of whack.'
Your late-night snacking has
turned you into...a sleepeater.
[gasps]
So I ate all this last night?
But I only remember
having one bite.
A sleepeater never has
any memory of eating.
No memory?
What good is eating
if I can't even
remember doing it?
That's horrible!
You can put your
shirt back on, Chowder.
Nah. It's cool.
Now, Chowder, the only way
to fix your appetite
is to get through a whole night
without eating anything.
- Not a single bite?
- Not a single bite.
Why am I all chained up?
When a sleep eater's
appetite emerges
he'll do anything for food.
His strength increases to that
of a bear, plus a gorilla.
- A bear-rilla?
- Exactly.
Even Truffles at her worst
can't chew through these.
But just in case
Shnitzel and I are gonna
stand guard in the kitchen.
Rad-da.
Mung, I have to pee.
Untie him, Shnitzel.
Radda, radda, radda.
radda, radda, radda.
Radda, radda, radda, radda.
Radda, radda, radda, radda.
[chains clinking]
Well? Go!
I just did.
Tie him back up, Shnitzel.
Radda, radda, radda, radda!
[instrumental music]
Mnh. You know, I think
I might feel more comfortable
if I had the fork of power.
[clinking]
But, t-the ladies are more
impressed by a spoon
than a fork.
[clinking]
Then again, the fork of
power is a better weapon.
[Chowder groaning]
[chains clinking]
[growling]
[clank]
[growling]
[Kimchi]
Pbht!
Radda, radda, radda radda.
What do you mean,
"no more switching"?
- I'm the boss around here.
- Radda.
And if I say I want the fork
then I...want...the..
...fork?
- Grrr.
[growls]
[both]
Aah!
[chattering]
[both coughing]
[sniffing]
[growling]
- Ugh.
- Ugh.
You shall not pass!
[clang]
Oh, dear.
[growls loudly]
[both groaning]
[Ptoo]
[crash]
[groans]
He's raiding the fridge!
Get him, Shnitzel!
Here I c-o-o-ome!
- Radda!
- Aah!
Yaaaah!
[twang]
- Waah!
- Aaaaah!
[smack]
He's too strong.
[growls]
[clang]
[clinking]
Oh, radda.
[bang]
[plink]
[sloop]
Oh, no!
[Mung]
'Chowder?'
- 'What happened?!'
- You were too powerful.
Don't look at me.
I'm a monster!
Chowder, you have to stop
yourself from sleep eating.
You're our only hope.
Hello, what about me?
No.
You're not in this episode.
poof
Okay, I can do this.
How can I stop sleep eating?
Sleep eating...sleep eating..
[ding]
That's it, if I can't
stop myself from eating
then I'll stop myself
from sleeping!
I better go take a nap
so I can stay up.
No!
Okay, not gonna sleep.
[slurps]
Wow -- this coffee
sure packs a zing.
[slurps]
[slurps]
[tink]
Ahhh!
Not gonna sleep.
Not gonna sleep.
Not gonna sleep.
Not gonna sleep.
Not gonna sleep.
Not gonna sleep.
Not gonna sleep.
Not gonna sleep.
Not gonna sleep.
Not gonna sleep.
Not gonna sleep.
Mmm.
[snoring]
[growls]
Phew, that was close.
Maybe some music will help.
This old record of Mung's
should do the trick.
[loud heavy metal blaring]
[growls]
[music blaring]
[snoring]
Huh?
[music continues]
[zap]
Aah!
This is harder than I thought.
[water trickling]
That feels nice.
Yow!
Uh, who are you?
I'm just the weirdo that
haunts your dreams.
- My dreams?
- Yeah.
You're asleep right now.
Asleep?!
F-o-o-o-od!
Oh, no. I'm in the kitchen.
No more Mr. nice Chowder.
Got to stay up. Got to stay up.
Got to stay up.
[snores]
[clunk]
Huh?
Aah!
A-ha!
I tricked you.
I hid all the food in my secret
hiding place.
[snores]
[growling]
Aah! Fooled you again!
Since we're the same person
I knew that you'd know where
my secret hiding place was.
So I hid it in my super secret
hiding...place.
[snores]
[clunk]
Oh!
- Somebody took it!
- Aah!
But I never use my
mondo-secretive extreme-secrecy
supersecret hiding place..
'Cause it's gross.
So I thought of a new secretly
secluded mondo-secretive
extreme-secrecy supersecret
hiding place.
Oops! I wasn't supposed
to tell you that last part.
[snores]
[crash]
[sniffs]
[growling]
[laughs]
No. I'm not gonna let you eat.
[growls]
poof
[growls]
poof
[growls]
Please! don't do this!
I want to have my appetite!
[growling]
Please! Please, stop it!
I'll be your best friend!
[growls]
What do you mean you don't want
me as a friend?
[growls]
[angels singing]
[whoop]
It's morning. I did it!
And I got my appetite back.
[slurping]
[zong]
[tink]
[belches]
[whoosh]
I want to do that again.
- Chowder! There you are.
- I did it, Mung!
I didn't eat
anything all night!
I knew you could do it.
Radda, radda, radda.
Well, I knew he
could eventually.
I just didn't expect it
in our lifetime.
[poink]
- So everything's okay?
- Yep.
Your appetite clock
looks back to normal
but what puzzles me is--
what happened to all our food?
Oh, I ate it for breakfast.
[glump]
You're back to normal, alright.
[laughter]
Now, please put
your shirt back on.
Oh, radda, radda, radda.
- It's threesday.
- Threesday, yay!
What makes threesday
so special?
Why, because it's the day
that you make
ninny nanny nougat, of course.
Yay! What are those?
This is what makes nougat so
very special, the ninny nuts.
Now, these nuts can be
a bit off-putting
but the trick is you got
to take control--
show the nougat who's boss.
I'll show them good.
[Truffles]
'Who's making all that noise!'
- You're the boss!
- Wait for me!
[indistinct chattering]
[chomping]
boing
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01x13 - The Vacation/The Sleep Eater
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The series revolves around the titular Chowder, who works as an apprentice to chef Mung Daal at his catering company.
The series revolves around the titular Chowder, who works as an apprentice to chef Mung Daal at his catering company.