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[ ALL CHEERING ]
>> Rigby: EAT THAT!
>> Benson: MAN, SKIPS IS ON FIRE
TONIGHT.
ANOTHER PERFECT GAME.
>> Mordecai: WE'RE GOING TO THE
CHAMPIONSHIP, BABY!
>> YOU GUYS WOULDN'T BE SO GREAT
IF IT WASN'T FOR SKIPS.
>> Mordecai: WELL, WE CAN'T HELP
THAT HE'S JUST PLAIN AWESOME.
RIGHT, SKIPS?
>> Skips: HEY, IT'S JUST HOW I
ROLL.
> Together: OHHHHHHH!
>> Benson: THERE SHE IS, GUYS.
AIN'T SHE A BEAUT?
>> Rigby: I WANT THAT BEAUT.
>> Benson: SO, WHO ARE WE UP
AGAINST?
>> Mordecai: SOME TEAM CALLED
THE MAGICAL ELEMENTS.
>> Rigby: [ SCOFFS ]
THE MAGICAL ELEMENTS?
HMM! HMM! MORE LIKE
THE MAGICAL LOSER-MINTS.
>> [ British accent ] WHAT DID
YOU SAY ABOUT US?
[ DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS ]
SO, YOU BLOKES MUST BE
THE PARK STRIKERS.
IF YOU ASK ME, YOU'RE IN FOR
QUITE A BEATDOWN.
>> YES. OUR TEAM HAS STOOD
UNDEFEATED FOR THOUSANDS OF
YEARS.
NO MORTAL STANDS A CHANCE
AGAINST THE MAGICAL ELEMENTS.
>> [ British accent ] SHOULDN'T
BE A PROBLEM.
THESE GUYS ARE OUT OF THEIR
ELEMENT BY EVEN BEING HERE.
>> Rigby: NO, YOU'RE OUT OF YOUR
ELEMENT -- YOU AND YOUR LAME
MATCHING UNIFORMS.
I'LL BET THOSE AREN'T EVEN --
[ MUFFLED SCREAM ]
>> HEY! WHAT DID I TELL YOU GUYS
ABOUT USING MAGIC?
YOU WANT TO BE IN THIS LEAGUE,
THEN NO MAGIC STUFF, ALL RIGHT?
[ ALL GRUMBLING ]
>> Rigby: [ GASPS ]
>> DON'T MATTER.
MAGIC OR NOT, WE'RE STILL GONNA
BEAT YOU CHUMPS.
>> Skips: WELL, THAT'S JUST YOUR
OPINION, DEATH.
>> NO. IT'S A FACT.
GET USED TO IT.
>> Rigby: GET USED TO THIS!
WE'RE GONNA RUB THOSE TROPHIES
IN YOUR FACE, RIGHT AFTER WE RUB
THESE BOWLING BAGS IN YOUR FACE!
>> Together: OHHHHHHHH!
>> [ GROWLS ]
>> Benson: WHO WOULD HAVE
THOUGHT THAT A MANDATORY
TEAM-BUILDING ACTIVITY WOULD GET
US TO THE CHAMPIONSHIP?
>> Mordecai: THANKS TO MY
POWER HOOK.
>> Rigby: NO WAY!
THANKS TO MY ATOMIC FIREBALL.
>> Benson: AND BECAUSE OF MY
BACKUP BALL.
[ LAUGHS ]
WHO ARE WE KIDDING?
OUR TEAM WOULD SUCK WITHOUT THIS
GUY.
>> Rigby: YE-AH!
WITH SKIPS, WE GOT
THE MAGICAL ELEMENTS BEAT.
>> Benson: TO SKIPS -- THE ONLY
REASON WE'RE GONNA WIN.
>> Skips: ALL RIGHT, GUYS.
I'LL BE BACK.
>> OKAY, WE'VE GOT A CARNIVORE
DELUXE HERE.
>> Rigby: YE-YEAH!
>> [ LAUGHING MANIACALLY ]
>> Skips: I KNOW IT'S YOU,
DEATH.
>> [ MOANING ]
>> 'ELLO, SKIPS.
>> Skips: WHAT DO YOU WANT?
I GOT TO GET BACK TO DINNER WITH
MY FRIENDS.
>> OH, YES -- FRIENDS.
TELL ME, SKIPS, THESE FRIENDS --
THEY IDOLIZE YOU, YEAH?
>> Skips: NAH, NAH.
IT'S RESPECT.
>> THEY WOULDN'T RESPECT THE
SKIPS I KNOW.
>> Skips: WHAT ARE YOU TALKING
ABOUT?
>> YOU KNOW THAT I KNOW THAT
YOU'VE BEEN LYING TO THEM FOR A
LONG TIME.
WE WOULDN'T WANT OUR LITTLE
SECRET TO COME OUT, NOW, WOULD
WE?
>> Skips: DEATH, THAT'S NOT WHO
I AM ANYMORE.
IF THAT SECRET CAME OUT, IT
COULD RUIN ME.
>> YEAH, I GUESS IT COULD.
SIT THE GAME OUT AND I WON'T
TELL.
THINK IT OVER.
>> Benson: FIRST ON THE AGENDA
IS TROPHY TALK.
WHO GETS THE TROPHY ON WHAT DAY?
I THINK THIS SCHEDULE IS MORE
THAN FAIR.
OH, PERFECT TIMING.
>> Skips: LOOK, I GOT SOMETHING
TO SAY.
I CAN'T PLAY IN THE TOURNAMENT.
>> Benson: WHAT?
>> Mordecai: WHY?!
>> Skips: I-I JUST CAN'T.
SORRY.
>> Benson: O...KAY.
NEXT ON THE AGENDA -- LOSING AND
HOW TO DEAL WITH IT, BECAUSE
WE'RE GONNA LOSE.
>> Mordecai: I'M COOL WITH
FORFEITING.
>> Rigby: NO! WE CAN'T!
>> Benson: IT'S JUST A TROPHY.
>> Rigby: THAT TROPHY IS MORE
THAN JUST A TROPHY.
WE CAN'T LET DEATH WIN.
SKIPS ISN'T THE TEAM. WE ARE.
THE PAST -- THAT WAS SKIPS'
TIME -- SKIPS' TIME.
NOW IT'S OUR TIME -- OUR TIME!
SURE, THIS IS A SETBACK, BUT
THAT JUST MEANS THAT WE GOT TO
TRAIN HARDER!
ARE WE GONNA WIN THAT TROPHY?!
>> Both: YEAH!
>> Rigby: ARE WE GONNA WIPE THAT
SMUG LOOK OFF OF DEATH'S FACE?!
>> Both: YEAH!
>> Benson: OKAY, WHO ARE WE
GONNA GET TO REPLACE SKIPS?
>> Pops: YAY!
ONE PIN! ONE PIN!
>> WELL, IF IT ISN'T THE
PARK STRIKERS.
HEY, WHAT HAPPENED TO SKIPS?
>> Pops: [ GIGGLING ]
>> OH, THAT'S NOT SKIPS -- JUST
SOME BLOKE WITH A FAT HEAD.
[ LAUGHS ]
OI! RIGBY, DON'T FORGET ABOUT
OUR LITTLE WAGER.
GOOD DAY, GENTS.
>> Mordecai: RIGBY, WHAT IS HE
TALKING ABOUT?
>> Rigby: UH...
>> Together: OHHHHHHHH!
[ LAUGHTER ]
>> Rigby: OH, MAN, I FORGOT MY
BOWLING TOWEL.
YOU KNOW, YOU GUYS SHOULDN'T
EVEN SHOW UP TOMORROW.
THERE'S NO WAY YOU'RE GONNA WIN.
>> OH, LET ME AT HIM!
>> CALM DOWN!
>> LET ME AT HIM!
>> CALM DOWN. I GOT THIS.
YOU SEEM PRETTY SURE OF
YOURSELF.
HOW 'BOUT A WAGER?
YOUR TEAM'S SOULS FOR THESE
SOULS!
>> Rigby: WHOA! SOULBALL!
I COULD RUB THAT IN SO MANY
PEOPLE'S FACES.
DEAL!
>> Mordecai: YOU BET OUR SOULS
FOR A BALL?!
>> Rigby: AAH!
BUT IT HAD SOULS IN IT!
AAH!
I'M SORRY!
WITH SKIPS ON OUR TEAM, WE WERE
GUARANTEED TO WIN, BUT AFTER HE
QUIT, I WAS TOO EMBARRASSED TO
TELL YOU ABOUT THE BET.
BUT, HEY, NOW YOU KNOW, RIGHT?
AAH!
>> Mordecai: WE GOT TO GET SKIPS
BACK.
[ TIRES SCREECH ]
>> Benson: [ PANTING ]
SKIPS! SKIPS!
>> Pops: LOOK! IT'S A NOTE!
>> Benson: "DEAR PARK STRIKERS,
SOMETHING FROM MY PAST HAS COME
BACK TO HAUNT ME, AND I'M
RETHINKING MY LIFE.
I'M GOING..."
>> Skips: TO WHERE THE ROAD
TAKES ME NOW.
YOU MIGHT NOT SEE ME FOR A
WHILE.
SORRY FOR LETTING YOU DOWN.
>> Benson: "YOUR FRIEND, SKIPS."
>> Rigby: WHAT DO WE DO NOW?
>> Benson: THERE'S ONLY ONE
THING WE CAN DO -- KISS OUR
SOULS GOODBYE.
SO, WE'RE FEELING A BIT
ABANDONED.
YOU KNOW WHAT WOULD HELP?
SOME TUNES.
[ RADIO TUNING ]
[ SLOW, MELANCHOLY ROCK BALLAD
PLAYS ]
[ MUSIC CONTINUES ]
[ CROWD CHEERING ]
>> WE'RE LIVE AT THE
STARDUST LANES FOR THE FINAL
GAME OF THE TOURNAMENT --
PARK STRIKERS VERSUS
MAGICAL ELEMENTS.
TONIGHT, THE STRIKERS ARE NOT
ONLY PLAYING FOR THAT TROPHY,
THEY'RE PLAYING FOR THEIR SOULS.
[ LAUGHS ]
BENSON, OF THE STRIKERS, IS UP.
>> Benson: COME ON. COME ON.
YOU CAN GET THIS.
>> HE NEEDS THAT SPARE.
>> OI! BENSON!
>> Together: CHOKE! CHOKE!
CHOKE! CHOKE!
>> Benson: [ GROANS ]
>> OH-HO! HOLY COW!
THAT'S ANOTHER STRIKE FOR THE
MAGICAL ELEMENTS BY DEATH.
AND ANOTHER DOOZY FOR THE
PARK STRIKERS, WHO ARE OFF TO A
ROUGH START.
>> Benson: YOU'RE UP, POPS.
>> Pops: OHH.
TIME TO BID MY SOUL ADIEU.
>> Rigby: WAIT! LOOK!
>> All: SKIPS!
[ ALL CHEERING ]
>> THAT'S IT.
TIME TO KICK THIS UP A NOTCH.
>> HEY, WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT
USING MAG--
>> All: WHOA!
>> TOP THAT, LOSERS.
>> Skips: LET'S BOWL.
>> Mordecai: OHHHHH!
[ RATTLING ]
[ CROWD GASPS ]
[ CROWD CHEERING ]
[ ALL CHEERING ]
>> Pops: HOORAY!
[ RATTLING ]
>> Mordecai: WHOA!
[ AIR HISSES ]
>> Benson: WHA-- [ GROANS ]
>> AND WE'RE DOWN TO THE FINAL
FRAME, FOLKS.
THE TWO TEAMS ARE NECK-AND-NECK.
THE PARK STRIKERS ARE JUST ONE
STRIKE AWAY FROM VICTORY.
>> WAIT, GUYS!
I'VE GOT THIS.
REMEMBER OUR LITTLE CONVO,
SKIPS?
SHALL I TELL THEM YOUR SECRET?
>> Mordecai: SECRET?
WHAT SECRET?
>> Benson: WHAT DOES HE MEAN,
SKIPS?
>> Skips: MY FRIENDS' SOULS ARE
MORE IMPORTANT THAN MY SECRET.
YOU WANT TO TELL THEM MY REAL
NAME ISN'T SKIPS?
GO AHEAD.
[ DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS ]
>> Pops: YAY!
[ ALL CHEERING ]
>> Benson: YEAH!
>> Rigby: YE-AH!
>> AGAINST ALL ODDS, THE
STRIKERS WIN IT!
YEAH!
>> [ GROWLS ]
>> Rigby: AND I BELIEVE YOU OWE
ME A SOULBALL.
UGH!
>> TAKE IT.
I'VE GOT A BILLION JUST LIKE IT.
I CAN WAIT FOR A FEW MORE.
MAGICAL ELEMENTS OUT.
[ ALL CHEERING ]
>> STRIKERS, STRIKE A POSE!
>> [ MOANING ]
>> Rigby: COOL.
THIS THING TOTALLY RULES!
>> Mordecai: YEAH, IT DOES!
>> Benson: SKIPS, I DON'T MEAN
TO PRY, BUT WHY DID YOU CHANGE
YOUR NAME TO SKIPS?
>> Skips: I JUST GOT TIRED OF
PEOPLE ASKING ME WHY MY NAME WAS
WALKS WHEN I ALWAYS SKIPPED.
>> Benson: SO, WHY DO YOU SKIP?
>> Rigby: YEAH, WHY DO YOU DO
THAT?
>> Mordecai: YEAH, I'VE BEEN
WONDERING THAT.
>> Skips: YOU KNOW, I THINK YOU
GUYS HAVE HEARD ENOUGH SECRETS
FOR ONE NIGHT.
>> [ ALL GROAN ]
>> Mordecai: BIG TROUBLE IN
THE WESTERN HEMISPHERE.
THESE TEETH ARE GONNA BITE DOWN
ON THIS SNOWSTORM.
>> Rigby: THEN THIS CLOUD'S
GONNA PUNCH SOME DUDE IN THE
FACE.
>> Mordecai: MORE AT 11:00.
[ BOTH LAUGH ]
>> Margaret: HEY, GUYS.
DO YOU NEED ANY MORE --
>> Rigby: SHH! THIS IS IT!
>> YOUR WEEKEND WEATHER
FORECAST.
HOPE YOU HAVE YOUR SUNGLASSES
READY, BECAUSE IT'LL BE TWO
DAYS OF CLEAR SKIES AND
SUNSHINE.
>> Mordecai: SUNSHINE!
>> Rigby: SUNSHINE!
>> OH, ARE YOU GUYS TALKING
ABOUT THE WEATHER?
I LOVE THE WEATHER.
>> Margaret: WHY ARE YOU GUYS SO
INTERESTED IN THE WEATHER?
>> Mordecai: WE'RE GOING ON A
CAMPING TRIP.
>> WOW, REALLY? I LOVE CAMPING.
CAMPING'S SO COOL.
RIGHT, MARGARET?
>> Margaret: OH, UH, SURE?
I'VE NEVER BEEN CAMPING BEFORE.
>> Mordecai: YOU'VE NEVER BEEN
CAMPING?
>> Rigby: WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?
OHH!
>> Margaret: NO. IT'S ALL RIGHT.
IT'S JUST NEVER APPEALED TO ME,
I GUESS.
>> Rigby: YEAH, YOU PROBABLY
WOULDN'T LIKE IT.
>> Margaret: WELL...
>> Mordecai: DON'T LISTEN TO
HIM, MARGARET.
CAMPING CAN BE REALLY COOL.
THERE'S HIKING IN THE MOUNTAINS
AND LOOKING AT THE STARS AT
NIGHT.
WE'VE EVEN GOT A SECRET CAMPING
SPOT.
>> THAT'S SO AWESOME.
I WISH WE COULD GO WITH YOU
GUYS.
>> Mordecai: WHY DON'T YOU?
>> Rigby: WHAT?!
>> Margaret: WHAT?
>> REALLY?
>> Mordecai: WHY NOT?
THE MORE THE MERRIER, RIGHT?
>> Margaret: I DON'T KNOW.
>> COME ON, MARGARET.
IT'LL BE FUN.
>> Margaret: OKAY.
I GUESS IT COULD BE COOL.
>> YAY!
>> Rigby: YOU PROBABLY SHOULDN'T
GO, MARGARET.
I BET YOUR BOYFRIEND WON'T LIKE
YOU GOING ON A CAMPING TRIP
WITH TWO DUDES.
>> Margaret: UGH.
WHAT BOYFRIEND?
I'M NOT SEEING ANYONE RIGHT NOW.
GUYS ARE JERKS!
>> Mordecai: GAH! I KNOW, RIGHT?
GUYS ARE THE WORST.
SO, IT'S SETTLED.
WE'RE ALL GOING CAMPING!
>> Margaret: [ LAUGHS ]
HOW CAN I ARGUE WITH ENTHUSIASM
LIKE THAT?
[ UP-TEMPO BOOGIE PLAYS ]
>> MORNIN'!
>> Margaret: HI!
OH, UH, SORRY.
[ RADIO SHUTS OFF ]
>> WHERE Y'ALL HEADED TODAY?
>> Margaret: OH, UM...
HEY, WHERE'S THIS SECRET --
>> Mordecai: WE'RE JUST HEADED
UP TO THE CAMPGROUNDS.
>> OH.
PINE RIDGE OR VALLEY FIELDS?
>> Mordecai: YEAH. MM-HMM.
>> ALL RIGHT, WELL, HERE'S A
MAP.
STICK TO THE ROADS AND TRAILS.
>> Margaret: GREAT.
>> Both: THANK YOU!
>> ALL RIGHT, SO, WHICH WAY ARE
WE HEADING?
>> Mordecai: NO.
WE DON'T NEED THAT.
JUST STOP RIGHT UP HERE.
>> Margaret: WHAT? RIGHT HERE?
>> Mordecai: OKAY. GO, DUDE.
>> Rigby: 'SCUSE ME, GETTIN'
OUT.
>> WAIT.
WHAT ARE YOU GUYS DOING?
>> Mordecai: WE TOLD YOU.
SECRET SPOT!
>> Margaret: BUT IT SAYS
"RESTRICTED."
I DON'T THINK WE'RE SUPPOSED TO
BE --
>> Mordecai: NO. IT'S FINE.
WE ALWAYS DO THIS.
JUST TRUST ME.
>> Margaret: SO, THIS IS YOUR
SECRET CAMPING SPOT?
>> Mordecai: YEAH.
WE ALWAYS COME HERE.
IT'S REALLY FAR FROM THE OTHER
CAMPSITES, SO NO ONE BOTHERS
US.
>> ARE YOU SURE WE WON'T GET IN
TROUBLE?
>> Mordecai: IT'S FINE.
IT'S FINE.
YOU GUYS READY FOR THE BEST
PART?
CHECK THIS OUT.
[ BOTH GASP ]
>> Both: WHOA.
>> Mordecai: NOT BAD, RIGHT?
>> Margaret: MORDECAI, IT'S
BEAUTIFUL!
>> Rigby: HEY, MORDECAI.
WHERE ARE THE MATCHES?
>> Mordecai: WHAT?
>> Rigby: THE MATCHES!
I WANT TO COOK SOME HOT DOGS!
>> Mordecai: UH, THEY SHOULD BE
IN THAT PACK, DUDE.
>> Rigby: I CAN'T FIND THEM.
>> Mordecai: UGH.
GIVE ME THAT!
THEY'RE NOT IN HERE.
>> Rigby: YOU FORGOT THEM?
>> Mordecai: WHAT DO YOU MEAN I
FORGOT THEM?
>> Margaret: DON'T FIGHT!
THEY PROBABLY JUST FELL OUT OF
THE BAG OR SOMETHING.
>> IT'S COOL, GUYS. I GOT IT.
>> Mordecai: DID YOU FIND THE
MATCHES?
>> NO, I JUST DID IT THE
OLD-FASHIONED WAY.
>> Margaret: WOW, EILEEN.
I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE SO HANDY.
>> YEAH, I USED TO GET LOST IN
THE WOODS A LOT.
>> Margaret: WHEN YOU WERE A
KID?
>> LAST YEAR.
IT WAS KIND OF A PHASE I WAS
GOING THROUGH.
>> Margaret: OH. WELL...
GOOD JOB, EILEEN.
>> Rigby: YEAH, THAT WAS KIND OF
COOL.
>> Rigby: UH...CATCH!
>> UGH!
OH, NICE!
THESE ARE REALLY GOOD HOT DOGS.
>> Margaret: [ SIGHS ]
THIS IS BEAUTIFUL.
THE SKY IS SO CLEAR OUT HERE.
DO YOU KNOW ANY OF THE, UM...
THE, UH...
THE THINGIES?
>> Mordecai: "THINGIES"?
>> Margaret: YEAH. THE, UH...
>> Mordecai: CONSTELLATIONS?
>> Margaret: YEAH!
YEAH, CONSTELLATIONS.
>> Mordecai: OH. THOSE THINGIES.
>> Margaret: BE QUIET.
>> Mordecai: [ LAUGHS ]
YEAH, I THINK THAT'S, UH,
URSULA MERGER RIGHT THERE.
SEE, LIKE, THE HANDLE OF THE
LADLE?
>> IT'S CALLED URSA MAJOR, NOT
URSULA MERGER.
AND THAT'S NOT EVEN IT.
THAT'S ORION.
>> Rigby: OH!
AND SHE DIDN'T EVEN HAVE TO LOOK
UP!
[ BOTH LAUGH ]
>> Margaret: [ LAUGHS ]
>> Mordecai: [ LAUGHS ]
OKAY. OKAY.
SO, I DON'T KNOW THOSE THINGIES.
OKAY, WAIT, I CAN SHOW YOU
SOMETHING COOL.
GIVE ME YOUR KEYS.
[ SLOW ROCK MUSIC PLAYS ]
>> Margaret: AH! NICE SAVE.
>> Mordecai: SO...
YOU, UH...
YOU STILL TAKING THOSE CLASSES?
>> Margaret: YEAH. YEAH.
THIS SEMESTER'S BEEN CRAZY JUST
WITH WORK AND ALL AND ALL THESE
EXTRA PROJECTS.
WELL, YOU KNOW.
>> Mordecai: YEAH, BUT THAT WAS
ART SCHOOL.
IT'S DIFFERENT.
>> Margaret: [ SIGHS ]
I JUST CAN'T WAIT UNTIL I CAN
FINALLY QUIT MY DUMB JOB.
>> Mordecai: AW, WHAT?
THEN WHERE WILL I GET MY COFFEE
FROM?
>> Margaret: THE COFFEE WILL
STILL BE THERE.
>> Mordecai: YEAH.
IT JUST...
WOULDN'T BE THE SAME.
SO, YOU DON'T THINK ALL GUYS ARE
JERKS, RIGHT?
>> Margaret: WAIT!
DID YOU HEAR THAT?!
>> Mordecai: WHAT?
>> Margaret: I DON'T KNOW.
>> Mordecai: IT'S JUST THE SOUND
OF THE WILDERNESS.
PROBABLY JUST THAT DEER WE SAW
EARLIER.
>> Margaret: HMM.
SO, WHAT WERE YOU SAYING?
[ THUNDER CRASHES ]
>> Mordecai: GUESS WE SHOULD SET
UP THE TENT.
RIGBY, WHERE'D YOU PUT THE TENT?
>> Rigby: UH...
>> Mordecai: IS IT IN THE OTHER
BAG?
>> Rigby: I DIDN'T BRING IT.
>> Mordecai: DUDE, I TOLD YOU TO
PACK IT!
>> Rigby: YEAH, BUT I WANTED TO
USE THE TARPS LIKE WE ALWAYS DO.
>> Mordecai: THEN, WHERE ARE THE
TARPS?
>> Rigby: I FORGOT THEM.
>> Mordecai: WHAT?!
>> Margaret: WHAT'S GOING ON?
>> Mordecai: WE DON'T HAVE A
TENT.
>> IT'S OKAY. I BROUGHT MINE.
IT'S IN THE CAR.
>> Margaret: I'LL GET IT!
DUDE, YOU LOCKED THE KEYS IN THE
CAR!
>> Rigby: SMOOTH MOVE.
YOU HAD TO TURN ON THE RADIO.
[ HORN HONKING ]
>> Mordecai: OH, GREAT.
NOW THE RANGER'S HERE.
>> WHAT ARE YOU FOLKS DOING OUT
HERE?
THIS AREA IS RESTRICTED!
>> I KNOW!
WE'RE SORRY!
>> Margaret: WE LOCKED OUR KEYS
IN OUR CAR.
>> ALL RIGHT.
I GOT SOME TOOLS BACK AT THE
STATION.
BUT AS SOON AS I GET THAT DOOR
OPEN, I WANT YOU OUT OF HERE!
>> Both: OKAY. THANK YOU!
>> Rigby: OH, GREAT!
NOW WE GOT TO WAIT IN THE RAIN
FOR THAT GUY TO COME BACK!
>> HEY! LET'S BUILD A SHELTER!
GO GRAB SOME MORE DEAD BRANCHES.
>> Margaret: [ GRUNTS ]
AAH!
[ PANTS ]
[ CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY ]
[ SIGHS ]
>> TAKE FILTHY HANDS OFF
BRANCHES!
>> Margaret: WHAT?!
MORDECAI!
>> Mordecai: WHAT? WHAT IS IT?
AAH!
WHOA [ CHUCKLES ] HEY.
WHAT'S UP, MAN?
>> I HAVE BEEN WATCHING YOU FOR
YEARS NOW, BRINGING YOUR FILTHY
MACHINES INTO MY FOREST, SETTING
HER ABLAZE, DROWNING OUT HER
NATURAL VOICE WITH YOUR TERRIBLE
MUSIC.
AND I'VE HAD ENOUGH!
>> Mordecai: LOOK, WE'RE SORRY,
DUDE.
WE'RE NOT TRYING TO RUIN YOUR
HOME.
WE LOVE THE FOREST, RIGHT, GUYS?
>> REALLY LOVE IT.
>> Margaret: YEAH, TOTALLY, FOR
SURE.
>> JUST LIKE MOTHER SAID SHE
LOVED ME AND NOT TO FOLLOW HER
BACK TO THE CITY?!
>> Mordecai: WAIT. WHAT?
>> YOU DISGUST ME.
MY FOREST IS RUINED!
AND NOW I WILL COUNT TO 10 AND
THEN HUNT YOU FOR FOOD.
>> All: WHAT?!
>> DO NOT FEAR.
I WILL USE ALL YOUR PARTS --
NOTHING WASTED.
1...
>> Mordecai: OH, DUDE!
>> ...2...
3...
[ HORN HONKS ]
>> COME ON! COME ON!
>> ...4...
[ ENGINE SPUTTERING ]
>> Margaret: THE RADIO DRAINED
THE BATTERY!
>> ...5, 6...
>> All: COME ON! COME ON!
COME ON! COME ON!
[ ENGINE TURNS OVER ]
[ TIRES SQUEAL ]
>> ...7, 8, 9, 10!
>> Margaret: OH, MY GOSH.
OH, MY GOSH. OH, MY GOSH.
OH, MY GOSH. OH, MY GOSH.
>> Mordecai: WE'RE GONNA NEED TO
GO FASTER!
>> [ GROWLS ]
>> Mordecai: [ GASPS ] DUDE,
GIVE ME SOMETHING ELSE TO THROW
AT HIM.
AAH!
HAAH!
>> Rigby: IN YOUR FACE!
>> Mordecai: I THINK WE LOST
HIM.
[ ALL SCREAMING ]
[ TIRES SQUEALING ]
>> Mordecai: THERE'S THE
HIGHWAY!
COME ON!
>> Rigby: OVER THERE! LOOK!
SOMEONE'S COMING!
[ ALL SHOUTING ]
AAH!
[ CRASH ]
ALL RIGHT, YOU FOLKS BETTER MOVE
IT ALONG.
NOTHING MORE TO SEE HERE.
>> Margaret: WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN
TO HIM?
>> WE'VE GOT SPECIAL PROTOCOL
FOR SITUATIONS LIKE THIS.
Y'ALL DRIVE SAFE NOW, YOU HEAR?
DID YOU GET THE BOYS TO CALL UP
THE TAXIDERMIST?
>> ISN'T THIS KIND OF STRANGE?
>> NO. WE'LL JUST...
[ CLICKS TONGUE ]
...PUT SOME CLOTHES ON THE
HUMAN-Y PARTS.
>> Mordecai: SORRY ABOUT ALL
THIS, MARGARET.
>> Margaret: I DON'T KNOW.
IT WASN'T ALL BAD.
I LIKED YOUR SECRET CAMPING
SPOT.
>> I ATE SEVEN HOT DOGS.
>> Rigby: AND YOU TOTALLY BUSTED
MARGARET'S WINDOW OPEN WITH A
ROCK!
>> OH, YEAH.
SORRY ABOUT THAT, MARGARET.
>> Margaret: IT'S OKAY.
I'M JUST STOKED I SURVIVED MY
FIRST CAMPING TRIP.
THANKS, MORDECAI.
>> Mordecai: [ LAUGHS ]
NO PROBLEM.
SEE?
I TOLD YOU CAMPING WAS COOL.
[ LAUGHTER ]