01x19 - Banned from the Stand/Créme Puff Hands

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Yeah!

- 'Ladies Love it.'
- 'Is that?'

- 'Oh, yeah!'
- 'Isn't that?'

[Chowder]
'Food, food, food.'

[theme music]

[Gazpacho imitates]
'"Ooh, hello, Mr. Man person!"'

'"Say, have you been to
Gazpacho's booth?"'

'"Why, yes!"'

'"It's the best booth
in the farmer's market."'

'"You know, his mother says he's
so handsome'

'and not sweaty at all."'

'"He must know
really a lot about fruit."'

[laughing]

Ah. Hmm.

- How long have you been, uh..
- The whole time.

ting

So, what can I do for you?

Well, what you got in today?

Surprise me, man.
Surprise me!

Okay, check this out.

'Grabbles!'

- Seen it.
- Hmm.

How about jingle berries?

Hey, has anyone seen my car,
man?

- Pass.
- Bombegranates.

[boom]

- Ooh, they got a good kick.
- What else?

No bombegranates. Okay.

- Hold on to your pants..
- I ain't got no pants.

...and check out this..

...flossberries!

[both]
Ooh, flossberries.

They're in season right now

so they're nice and ripe.

squeak squeak squeak

Oh, dear! Gazpacho, I'm afraid
these berries aren't ripe.

No, no, they are ripe.

Ripe flossberries turn your
teeth green.

squeak squeak squeak

- See? Huh?
- 'That's grassy green.'

Ripe flossberries
turn your teeth emerald green.

This is emerald green.

Look, Gazpacho,
I'm a professional chef.

- Mm-kay?
- What's your point?

My point is, I know
a lot of things

about 578, 579 last time
I counted

and I know

these teeth are grassy green.

Oh, yeah? Well, I'm a
professional fruit seller.

And I know like five
or six things about fruit

and I say
they're emerald green!

- Grassy.
- Emerald!

- Grassy.
- Emerald!

- Grassy.
- Chowder..

- ...be the eyes of justice!
- I don't know.

It kind of looks more like
a baby-barf green to me.

Well, then,
as mother always says

"Let's agree to disagree.

"And you're never gonna find
a girlfriend

if you don't stop eating
all those potato chips."

No worries, Gazpacho.

Even though the flossberries
aren't ripe

I'll still buy them.

You don't get the flossberries

until you admit I am right!

That's okay.
I don't really want them.

I'll take a pound
of scumquats instead.

No, you get nothing!

You have lost your fruit
privileges!

You are now banned
from my stand!

[gasps]
Are you cuckoo in the coconuts?

- I'm a chef! I need fruit!
- It's true!

I've seen him get all jittery
and be like

"Fruit, fruit!
I need my fruit!

Somebody give me a fruit!"

- Just like that.
- I don't do that.

In my world, you do.

Look, I'll lift the ban
when you admit I'm right.

Grassy green!
Hunh!

How can you ban Mung?

Like this,
"I banish thee!"

See, you put your arm into it
more emphatic.

But Mung's your best
customer!

Chowder, you don't walk into
another man's place

and question his authority.
You just don't!

Besides, if I wanted someone
telling me

everything I do is wrong

I would go home to mother.

[Mung Daal]
'Chowder, come on, boy.'

We shall take our business
elsewhere.

Follow me.

[chuckling]
Oh, no, you don't.

I'm the only game in town, me!

Flossberries, please.

I ban you from this stand, too!

You can't ban me
from someone else's stand!

Oh, he can.

It's the code
of the fruit vendors.

Ha! Hey, hey!

- Flossberries, please.
- No, you're banned!

- Flossberries?
- Banned!

- Flossberries, por favor?
- El banned!

- Berries, s'il vous plaît?
- Le banned!

[Mung Daal growls]

- Anyone?
- Banned! Banned!

Banned! banned!
Banned!

[Mung Daal panting]

That's it, no fruit for you

until you admit I'm right.

They...aren't...ripe.

Fine! Be that way!
I don't need you!

I got other paying customers!
See?

May I help you fine folks?

[in high-pitch]
Flossberries, please.

[deep tone]
We need them right away.
We just got married.

- He he he he!
- I'm sorry about the wait.

I had to bring the ban hammer
down on an old customer.

- Oh! Ze hammer?
- How very dreadful!

Sometimes you just got to
bring it down.

Here's your flossberries.

- Ripe flossberries?
- Mung.

- No names, Chowder.
- You!

I expected these sort of
shenanigans from Mung

but you, Chowder?

I thought you were
my little buddy!

I am!
I'm your little chubby buddy!

The hammer comes down.

You are banned from the stand!

No!

- Come on, Chowder.
- No!

Let's go while
we still have our dignity!

No! No!

The hammer hurts.

It hurts us all.

[Mung Daal]
'There's the target.'

You know my price.

We hold hands
the whole way home.

[Chowder gulps]
We-we can't do that.

My, uh, arms were recently
chewed off.

[growling]

- 'Chowder.'
- Oh, man!

Save those hands
for me, num-nums.

- Excuse me.
- Hmm?

I would like to purchase
some flossberries, please.

Coming right up, little lady.

[Mung Daal]
'Psst, hey!'

- Make sure they're ripe!
- Mung!

Here you go, one pound of
flossberries.

Ripe flossberries, correct?

Wait a minute. You're, uh,
Chowder's girlfriend?

Oh, we're so in love.

[Chowder]
'She's not my girlfriend!'

Chowder, I can see you and
Mung.

- No, you can't.
- Every man for himself!

[clucking]

I'm gonna marry him one day.

So make with the flossberries,
pops.

Never! You have tried to obtain
fruit through deception!

'Your sentence is banishment!'

- Uh!
- Begone forever!

This is all your
fault, Chowder!

Take me home.

You know how to get home.

Hold my hand... now!

[rattles and sizzles]

It burns!

- It burns!
- Let's go.

Look, everyone,
we're holding hands.

[Chowder]
'Aah! Aah!'

I can't trust anyone.

They're all helping Mung.

Mung's helpers,
everywhere, I see them.

Excuse me.

Do you have change for a dollop?

Ah, I know what you're up to!

I see it, man, with my eyes!

Mung put you up to this!

You know what?
You're banned!

Get away from my fruit!

You're banned!
You're banned!

[flies buzzing]

You're banned!

I'm just looking
for the bathroom.

You're banned from that, too!

I am banned
from the bathroom?

Every bathroom!

No!

All of you,
you're all banned!

Banned! Banned!
Banned! Banned!

[speaking gibberish]

You!

I see you.

Trying to sneak up on me, huh?

What? Me?
No, I wasn't doing nothing!

Don't try using
your smooth talk!

Mung's got you in his pocket.

I knew I couldn't trust you.

No, you can trust me, bro!

Hey, man, I'd never double-cross
you!

Lies! All lies!

Mother said never trust
a man with tusks!

Ha! Well, guess what..

...you're banned, Charlie!

Now, how do you like that,
pretty boy?

Oh, my gosh!
What have I done?

[crying]
I'm banned from my own stand!

My beautiful stand!

I can never return
to your sweet embrace!

Don't look at me!

I said, don't look at me!

But I like to look!

[instrumental music]

Fruit for sale.

Get your sort of not-quite-fresh
fruit here.

Anyone want some moderately
edible fruit?

[thunder crashes]

What did I ever do
to deserve this?

Poor Gazpacho.
It breaks my heart, Mung.

It breaks my heart
into a million pieces

and each of those pieces break
into pieces

and each of those pieces break

which just sort of becomes dust
at that point.

So I just have all this heart
dust floating around my chest.

[belches]

Chowder, you're his closest,
or, rather, his only friend.

Why don't you go talk some sense
into him?

Should I use
the "Sense talking" stick?

No, words should
be just fine.

Just let him know how much we
all need him..

...and that I was right.

Hi, Gazpacho.

Oh! Oh, hey, Chowder.

Am I banned from
this stand, too?

No, I lost the stamp.

Here. Have a seat.

So, how's business?
Oh, it's just great!

The customers, I tell you,
they're swarming like flies.

See?

Lay the eggs faster, baby.
We've been spotted.

[crying]
Okay, I lied!

Business isn't so hot!

I miss having real customers.

I miss having a place
where I can say

"Hey, don't touch that"

and the customer would say

"Sorry, man, I didn't mean
to touch it."

And then I would say,
"Well, that's okay

just do not touch it again."

If only there was
some way to un-ban us all.

Yeah, but a ban is permanent.

As long as
that fruit stand stands

I'm stuck here
selling garbage!

[sobbing]

[dings]
Wait! Wait!

Wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait!

Whoo! Ouch!

I got a really great idea!

Automatic cereal bowls?

Even better.

[record scratches]

Closer, closer.

Closer, closer.

[crash]

Closer, closer.

- Yes!
- Why did we do this?

Everyone was banned
from the old stand.

So it only makes sense

to build a new one where
everyone is welcome.

Everyone, except for snakes!

I really don't like snakes!

Now, how do these doohickies
work?

[hammering]

Mm, good enough.

We got fruit
by the bushel!

We got fruit by the pound!

We got fruit
growing out of our ears!

Everyone, gather 'round!

Gazpacho's
new fresh-fruit stand

is open for business!

Am I welcome, too?

Mung, I'm sorry
for the harsh words we had.

You've always been
a good customer to me.

Take these flossberries
as a gesture of goodwill.

Oh, Gazpacho, I can't even
remember what we fought about.

[laughter]

No, seriously.

What were we fighting about?

- Flossberries.
- Oh, right!

squeak squeak squeak

Oh, dear.
These aren't ripe.

You know you're banned,
right?

[theme music]

♪ Do-dee-oh do-do ♪

♪ Do-dee-oh do-do ♪

♪ Typical day in the kitchen ♪♪♪

- Créme puffs!
- What? We got an order?

What are you
talking about an order?

I need créme puffs. Me, moi!

[growling]
I'm hungry!

Now!

Chowder, she's in a mood!

- A mood?
- A mood.

- Ra-radda?
- Come on! Get cooking!

My stomach is eating itself!

[up-tempo music plays]

Chowder, we need
to make créme puffs!

- Go get some flour!
- Right-o!

- Honey, those are flowers.
- Yes.

- I need flour!
- Yes.

- Like for cooking.
- Yes.

The flour I need
is powdery.

[rustling]

No. The kind of flour
you mix with stuff.

Usually shmegg..

...and stuff.

- Yes!
- Créme puffs!

[thud]

Truffles is dying!
We don't have time for this!

- Flour?
- Heaven help us!

Do I have to do everything
myself?

Oh!

Hey, Mung!

I found the flour!

Créme puffs!

Chowder,
I'm losing patience!

Shnitzel, the batter is ready.

Fire up the créme puff puffer!

- Radda radda.
- I can do it!

- Radda?
- Aah!

Aah, ahh!

[grunting]

I'm stuck! Ouch!

Shnitzel, help him!

Aah!
Aaaah!

[pops]

Great garbanzo beans!

Chowder, the machine filled your
hand with créme!

I can fix it!
I'll stick it back in!

[crashing]

- My puffer!
- I'll get it back!

[crash]

Well, sh**t.

Shnitzel, take
care of that hand!

[laughs]

Radda radda!

- Hey, Shnitzel!
- Ohh!

- Oh, dear.
- Créme puffs?

Créme puffs?

We're working on it,
Truffles.

That hand ain't
nothing but trouble!

- Huh?
- Amscray! Skedaddle! Scoot!

- Out of my kitchen!
- Aah!

- Out, out, out, out, out!
- Aah!

Get out of my kitchen
before you..

[rumbling]

[crash]

...ruin everything.

Créme puffs.

My kitchen,
my once beautiful kitchen!

I can help rebuild.
I'm pretty handy.

Get that
monstrosity out of here!

- But--
- I'm sorry, Chowder.

But I can't afford
any of your help.

You come back in a few hours
when your hand is normal.

- But--
- Begone!

- But--
- Now!

- Bye?
- Bye.

- Bye for real?
- Bye for real.

Bye for real and not for fake?

- Bye for--
- Radda radda radda radda!

Not you, too, Shnitzel.

[instrumental music]

[indistinct shouting]

My baby!
Please, someone save my baby!

- Oh!
- 'Yeah!'

Oh, my goodness!
You saved him!

How many times have I told you

not to play in the windowsill?

[deep tone]
At least seven.

[cheers and applause]

He saved that baby.

- You're a hero, son.
- I am?

Your hand is like,
amazing, man!

- It is?
- One might even say helpful.

- Did you say "Helpful"?
- 'Oh, no.'

That little old lady is crossing
dead man's crosswalk!

[horn honks]

[tires screech]

[all screaming]

Those are mighty helpful hands,
my boy.

Hurrah!

Wow, maybe this hand isn't such
a mon-ster-os-it-tros-ity

after all.
Maybe it makes me...helpful!

[instrumental music]

[cracks]

[splashing]

- Hurray!
- Hurray!

Superhelpful!

Incredibly helpful!

[audience cheering]

- Yay!
- Hurray!

Hooray for helpful!

[instrumental music]

Chowder, your hand is so helpful

we'd be honored to have
you immortalize it in cement.

I'd be honored to
have you honor my hand!

Well, we're honored that
you're honored

that we're honoring your hand.

Well, I'm honored
that you're honored

that I'm honoring
that I'm honored

that you're honoring my hand.

Well, we're honored that
you're honored to be honorized

honorably for such an honorable
hand.

Well, by honorably

honoring my honestly
honorable hand

you have honored me
more honorably

than I have ever been honored,
honestly!

[all gasp]

I know, my hand is awesome,
right?

- It's deflated!
- Huh?

Ew! I can't immortalize that.
Begone!

- Begone?
- Begone!

My hand!
I'm sorry I let everyone down..

[crying]
...again!

[sobbing]

[door closes]

My hand! My hand! My hand!

- My hand! My hand!
- Oh, hi, Chowder.

Yes, your hand looks normal
again.

- Welcome back.
- I need more puff!

[machinery whirring]

Don't you dare!

I just fixed
that créme puff puffer

and I'm not about to let you
break it again.

- Nor am I.
- Ow! That hurts!

You remember that pain.

I need to puff up my hand again
so I can be helpful!

It's for the good of society!

[machine whirring]

clank

clank

clank

clank

Just let me puff up
my hand already!

[crying]
You don't understand!

snap

[gasps]

[Chowder]
'Ow! Ow! Ow!'

Ow! Ow! Ow!
Ohh!

Welcome back, hand!

I missed you!

[laughs maniacally]

I'm gonna help the whole city!

Get the tape, Shnitzel.

I suppose I should figure out

what to do...and stuff.

Radda radda.

[crashing]

[all screaming]

My baby!

Glad I could help!

[swishing]

crash

[all screaming]

[splashing]

And after only 17 hours

we're done!

[splash]

[instrumental music]

I got it!

[all screaming]

Aah!

Aah!

Anyone need any help?

[all squeaking]

[squeaking stops]

Help? Anyone need help?

Yoo-hoo!

Well, I guess we helped everyone
in Marzipan.

Now to help
the rest of the world!

But we're gonna have to make you

a lot bigger to do that, eh,
Mr. Hand?

High five!

Bigger! Bigger! Bigger!

Bigger! Bigger! Bigger!

- Bigger! Bigger!
- Stop!

Just where do you think you're
going, mister?

Créme puffer!
Créme puffer!

Chowder, I'm worried this hand
thing has become a real problem.

I want to help the world!

Aah!

Chowder, look what you've
become!

That hand must be deflated!

The hand deflates for no one!

- Aah!
- Chowder!

[machine whirring]

[laughs maniacally]

[grunts]

Oh, my golly!

Chowder, come back here!

Never!

Talk to the hand, girlfriend!

Chowder, I'm serious.

- I can't hear you.
- Chowder!

- What?
- Ugh! Gah!

- Chowder!
- Let me give you a hand!

[squeaking]

boing boing

That's quite a handshake
you got there.

Here's a little hand-me-down
for you!

pow pow

This is for your own good,
Chowder!

Oh, yeah?

Well, "A bird in the hand is
worth two in the bush!"

That doesn't even
make any--ooh!

boing

Forgive me if I'm being nosy!

That's not a hand joke.
Ohh!

[screeching]

boing

- Ugh!
- Shnitzel! Truffles!

- Now!
- Radda-aaa-a-aa-a!

Mama wants her créme puffs!

[gulps]
Yummy!

[belches]

Chowder, you're
back to normal!

I am?

[swishing]

[creaks]

[swishing]

I don't know if
"normal" is the right word.

I'm not-I'm
not helpful anymore!

[crying]

No crying.

[splatters]

Mm, créme!

Chowder, you are
totally helpful.

In fact, you are the most
helpful person in the kitchen.

- I am?
- Unh-unh.

- Radda radda?
- Wait, wait, wait, wait.

I think you could help me
by holding this shmegg!

- Really?
- Really truly!

It's not the size of your hand
that matters..

...it's the size
of your heart.

Well, with all that pie
I've been eating

my heart should be huge!

Yay! I'm helpful! Yay!

- Ohh.
- Good work, Chowder.

- You just helped me.
- But I just broke that shmegg.

I needed that shmegg broken
for the créme puff batter.

So I was helpful after all?

- The helpfulest!
- Yay! I'm helpful! Yay!

Wow, that actually worked.

Hey Shnitzel, you got
to hand it to me

I handled that well,
wouldn't you say?

No more talk
of hands, please.

It's too painful.

I think I'm gonna ralph.

Don't worry, Chowder.

Hopefully, he'll run out
of puns soon.

On the other hand, I might not.

[all groan]

I'm sorry. I can't stop.

Hurry up with those
créme puffs!

[Mung Daal]
'That was out of hand!'

[theme music]

[outro music]