01x50 -Uncle Caveman

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[ Up‐tempo music plays ]

Uncle grandpa: good morning!

Good morning.

Good morning.

Grft: [ roars ]

Uncle grandpa: good morning.

Good morning!

[ Mammoth trumpets ]

[ Insects chirping ]

[ Cavemen snoring ]

[ Rumbling ]

[ All gasping ]

Huh?

Huh? Huh?

All: me hungee!

[ Sniffing ]

Ooh!

[ Chomp! ]

Unh! No yum‐num!

[ Fly buzzing ]

Oh!

Both: huh?

Yum‐num!

All: [ grunting ]

Yum‐num!

[ Rumbling ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Fly buzzing ]

[ Grunting ]

Uncle grandpa: hmm?

All: [ grunt ]

[ Stretch! ]

Uncle grandpa: [ grunts ]

[ Sniffs, grunts ]

Together: [ grunting ]

Uncle grandpa: good...

Morning!

Good mor...ning!

[ Grunting ]

[ Stretch! ]

[ Sproing! ]

Oh! [ Chuckles ]

That feels much better.

Good morning, you happy,

Friendly cave fellows, you.

Together: me hungee!

[ Pop! ]

Uncle grandpa: so, you guys

Are hungry.

Why didn't you say so?

I've got just the thing.

Belly bone, three of your finest

Roasted giant weasel haunches,

Please.

Belly bag: you got it,

Uncle caveman.

Blah!

Together: [ slobbering ]

Uncle grandpa: tasty stuff.

Mmm.

[ Gulps ]

Ahh, I can't help the hungry on

An empty stomach, right, boys?

Together: [ grunting ]

Uncle grandpa: whoa!

Easy, guys.

I'm sure belly bone has more of

That weasel haunch.

Belly bag: actually,

Uncle "c," I'm all out.

Uncle grandpa: uh‐oh!

Don't worry, guys.

I'll cook up a nice breakfast

For you.

Hmm.

What's this?

An egg!

The most perfect breakfasty food

Of all, and it's right there on

That bush.

[ Straining ]

Hmm. Just out of reach.

Pbht!

Uncle grandpa #2: yeah?

Uncle grandpa: can you hand

Me that egg?

Uncle grandpa #2: no problem,

Uncle caveman.

[ Rumbling ]

Uncle grandpa: thanks,

Giant uncle caveman.

Now to crack this and sizzle up

Some breakfast.

[ Water splashes ]

Mr. Gus: okay, what just happened?

Uncle grandpa: you've been

Born!

Congratulations!

Mr. Gus: yay.

Uncle grandpa: good morning.

I'm your uncle caveman, and your

Name is breakfast.

Mr. Gus: breakfast?

Uncle grandpa: yeah.

Don't you smell all those

Flavors?

[ Sniffs ]

That's the sweet scent of your

Flesh roasting up those for

Hungry gents.

Together: [ slobbering ]

Mr. Gus: what the...?!

Uncle grandpa: now we're

Cooking.

Just sit tight, breakfast.

It's time to flip you over.

Mr. Gus: oh, no.

[ Zoom! ]

Together: huh?!

Uncle grandpa: breakfast,

Come back!

Mr. Gus: stop calling me

That!

Uncle grandpa: that breakfast

Sure makes a fast break.

Together: [ grunting ]

Uncle grandpa: uh, uh, okay,

Guys, I'll catch your meal.

[ Smack! ]

Belly bag: aah!

Uncle grandpa: promise!

[ Zoom! ]

[ Panting ]

Mr. Gus: these square tires

Don't make for a very smooth

Ride.

Uncle grandpa: you know, it's

A shame you're gonna be savagely

Devoured by hungry cavemen

'Cause you'd make a fantastic

R. V. Driver.

Mr. Gus: well, perhaps I'd be

Able to drive better if I could

Actually see through the

Windshield!

Uncle grandpa: perhaps.

Mr. Gus: ugh!

[ Grunting ]

Uncle grandpa: wow!

Mr. Gus: huh?

Uncle grandpa: you run pretty

Fast for a newborn.

Mr. Gus: what is that thing?

Uncle grandpa: oh, this sweet puppy?

This is my giant realistic

Flying saber‐toothed tiger.

Grft: [ growls ]

Mr. Gus: why chase me when

You can just cook that?

Uncle grandpa: what?

You crazy?

She's my best friend.

I only have one rule that I live

By ‐‐ I do not cook my friends.

Mr. Gus: well, then, why

Don't we just be friends?

Uncle grandpa: friends with food?

[ Laughs ] that's rich!

That's like if I made friends

With a slice of pizza or

Something.

Hey, man, what's your problem

With getting eaten?

It's the cycle of life!

Deal with it!

Mr. Gus: [ gasps ] aah!

[ Chomp! ]

Ugh!

[ Hisses ]

Pizza steve: cameo!

[ Grunts ]

Uncle grandpa: you can swim,

Too?

I'm impressed.

Ooh, I caught a fat, juicy one!

[ Chomp! ]

Aah!

Mr. Gus: aah!

Uncle grandpa: now, stay

Right there.

I'm gonna catch you now.

Sorry, but I gave my word to

Those cavemen I just met.

Mr. Gus: [ grunts ]

Uncle grandpa: hmm.

Breakfast, right here! Look!

Hey, wait!

Where the heck is that guy?

Hey, it's not personal.

It's just business.

Mr. Gus: get out of my hair,

Will you?

[ Grunting ]

Phew!

Uncle grandpa: [ clears

Throat ]

Going up?

[ Ding! ]

Mr. Gus: aah!

[ Grunting ]

Uncle grandpa: breakfast?

What are the odds of us being on

The same flight?

I'm sorry, sir.

We're all out of pretzels.

Uncle grandpa: aw, man.

Every time!

Mr. Gus: listen, there's

Got to be something else you can

Feed those dumb cavemen.

Uncle grandpa: oh, yeah?

Like what?

Mr. Gus: well, I'm not quite

Sure, but if you stop chasing

Me, I can help you think of

Something.

Uncle grandpa: really?

You'd do that for me?

Wow, breakfast.

You're really a stand‐up guy.

I could just kiss you.

[ Smooching ]

Mr. Gus: come on, now.

Get off me.

Stop it.

Ew.

Both: [ grunt ]

Aah!

Uncle grandpa: ugh!

Mr. Gus: ugh!

Uncle grandpa: hey,

Breakfast, get up, lazybones.

Mr. Gus: hey!

What was that for?

Uncle grandpa: don't look at

Me.

Look at those hungry cavemen.

Together: [ grunting ]

Mr. Gus: uncle caveman, duck!

[ Whoosh! ]

Uncle grandpa: whoa!

You really had my back there!

You'd make a super‐tough

Bodyguard.

Mr. Gus: not if they eat me

First.

We need to make a run for it!

[ Grunts ]

This should do.

[ Inhales sharply ]

Uncle grandpa: wow.

I had no idea dinosaurs could

Breath fire.

Mr. Gus: this decoy should

Buy us some time in order to escape.

Meanwhile, I'll pose as a

Caveman which will distract

Customs long enough to get our

Passports.

Then we skip town for six

Months and ‐‐

What the...?!

Uncle grandpa: mmm, so

Delicious.

[ Burps ]

I'm sorry, breakfast.

[ Splat! ]

I still have some smaller

Chunks left.

[ Slurp! ]

Think you can make another dino

Decoy?

Mr. Gus: great!

Now there's nothing we can do to

Get out of this mess!

Uncle grandpa: or is there?

Mr. Gus: well, is there?

Uncle grandpa: I don't know.

I was asking you.

Mr. Gus: [ groans ]

Actually, there might still be a

Way out of this.

Uncle grandpa: or is there?

Mr. Gus: yes!

Uncle grandpa: cowabunga!

Both: ugh!

Uncle grandpa: good morning!

Together: [ grunting ]

Uncle grandpa: I know I

Promised you a delicious

Dinosaur earlier, but I got

You something even better ‐‐

And whole lot sweeter.

[ Pop! ]

[ Zip! ]

I present delicious dino

Nuggets, a healthy alternative

To dinosaur meat.

And to add a little flavor, you

Can dip it in special tar‐tar

Sauce.

Okay, here comes the big bad

Dinosaur!

Good, right?

[ Munches, gulps ]

Mmm!

Together: [ grunting

Happily ]

Uncle grandpa: dig in, fellas.

Together: [ munching ]

Mr. Gus: you think they'll

Mind that there's no nutritional

Value in this stuff?

Uncle grandpa: nah.

The more they eat, the less

They'll think about it.

Wait ‐‐ that gives me a great

Idea.

[ Cavemen grunting ]

How may I take your order, sir?

Two of dino nuggets.

Here you go.

[ Grunting, slurping ]

Ugh.

Uncle grandpa: now that we're

Friends for life, I'm really

Glad you convinced me not to

Cook you, breakfast.

Mr. Gus: ah, ah, ah.

I told you that's not my name.

Check the name tag.

Uncle grandpa: mr. Gus?

I had no idea that was your

Name, buddy.

Mr. Gus: that's right.

Always has been...

Good morning, breakfast.

Why does everyone keep

Calling me that?!

Mr. Gus: ...always will be.

Uncle grandpa: that's a

Relief.

It's a lot easier to take you

Seriously now that you're not

Named after a meal, which is why

I've decided to let you make all

The important decisions around here.

Mr. Gus: thanks,

Uncle caveman.

As a matter of fact, I was

Thinking we should expand our

Menu.

Uncle grandpa: already made

That decision without you,

Mr. Gus, by installing a super

Cool snow‐cone machine.

It's the most powerful one on

The market.

[ Snap! ]

Oops.

Mr. Gus: wait!

[ Ice crackling ]

[ Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Whoosh! Whoosh! ]

All: good morning!

Uncle grandpa: hey, fellas.

It's the weirdest day of the

Month because the new issue of

"Weirdman" is out.

Who's gonna get weird with me,

Huh?

Looks like it's just you and me,

Belly bag.

[ Whoosh! ]

Belly bag: time to get weird!

Our story begins with weirdman

Enjoying a typical sunny sunday.

Hup! Hup!

Ahh!

[ Chuckles ]

[ Whoosh! ]

That's enough basketball for

Today.

[ Cellphone ringing ]

Weirdman speaking.

[ Muffled speaking ]

Oh, mr. President!

[ Muffled speaking ]

A giant asteroid headed straight

For earth that will k*ll

Billions of people? Hmm.

I'll need two of your finest

Space shuttles and some super

Glue.

No time to explain.

[ Muffled speaking ]

[ Squirt! Whoosh! ]

All right, boys, I'm ready.

Stand by for lift‐off in

Five, four...

Come on, weirdman.

America's counting on you.

...one, lift‐off.

I'm going to spa‐a‐a‐ce!

[ Stretch! ]

[ Groaning ]

♪ Oh, say, can you see ♪

Humina, humina, humina, humina,

Humina, humina.

♪ Aah ♪

General, asteroid approaching

In 60 seconds.

♪ She'll be coming around the

Mountain when she comes ♪

♪ She'll be coming around the

Mountain ♪

♪ She'll be coming around the

Mountain ♪

♪ She'll be ‐‐ ♪

Aah!

10 Seconds.

[ Monitor beeps ]

[ Ding! ]

[ Crackle! ]

[ All cheering ]

Wow, weirdman, america owes

You a great deal of thanks.

We will never forget your

Heroic deed.

But I have to ask you ‐‐ why did

You stretch out your legs with

Two of our finest space

Shuttles?

Come here.

Because if I didn't, it wouldn't

Have been...weird.

Oh [chuckles] right.

Of course.

To america, land of the free,

Home of the weird!

Until next time, boys!

[ Wheelbarrow rattling ]

Belly bag: I guess you could

Say that weirdman always has a

"Leg up" on danger, right,

Uncle grandpa?

Uncle grandpa?

Uncle grandpa: [ snores ]

Weirdman, weirdman, weirdman.

[ Snores ]