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♪ StuGo ♪

♪ StuGo ♪

♪ StuGo, StuGo, StuGo ♪

♪ StuGo ♪

♪ StuGo ♪ [laughs]

[singing] ♪ StuGo ♪

[echoing] ♪ StuGo ♪

[Dr. Lullah] Got the candles.

Can't forget the napkins.

And the chairs.

Wait, will they want chairs? Do they even have butts?

Oh, I picked a great week to send Mr. Okay

on that secret mission to the UN for dogs.

[knocking at door]

Has the delegation arrived already?

Try the door again.

Dr. Lullah will know what to do

with these weird-shaped berries.

I thought the berries would look

a little less weird by now,

but they are so weird.

I hate them.

Guys, I think I'm going to propose today.

Oh, again with the proposings.

First it was George, then it was me,

then it was a piece of a seaweed.

Tell me, who's it going to be this time?

Mmm, Dr. Lullah.

[all laughing]

Oh, just imagine Bombo's weird little mouth

kissing Dr. Lullah's weird normal mouth.

[laughing] It's pretty funny.

[meekly] Yeah, I am funny. So funny that you think

[aggressively] that you can pick on me?

This little funny, little funny guy?

Dr. Lullah, we have a question.

Hmm.

-Maybe it's... -Caw, caw, caw, Gunch!

[gasps]

Dr. Lullah is going to see this door looks different

and know that we broke it.

Not if we break all the doors.

Oh, Gunch, you Gunched it again.

[grunts]

[all laughing]

[Gunch] Here comes the fastball!

Maybe there's more brick in the closet.

-Gunch! -[Chicho] Don't worry, we'll get in.

[gasps]

[Dr. Lullah] Chicho, Bombo, stop!

[gasps] That closet knows our names.

Oh, no!

It's going to tell Lullah what we did!

That door ain't saying nothing!

Gunch!

[Dr. Lullah screaming]

-Dr. Lullah! Dr. Lullah! -Dr. Lullah!

Dr. Lullah!

[Chicho] Dr. Lullah, we were wondering

what these berries might be for.

[Gunch] Mmm.

No pulse.

Do you think she's--

Yeah, she is super-dead.

Listen, you can hear her ghost breathing.

[groans]

The berries have killed her.

Dust to dust.

[laughs] Okay.

I guess all this stuff is ours now.

-Yay! -Whoo! [laughing]

Big, long crabs.

[Chicho] Luxurious footwear.

Mobile body hoists.

Bombo, nobody cares about that.

Why would you ever need that? Put it back.

Hmph!

Maracas.

Beautiful trophies.

Mmm-- Ah!

-Lasers! -Whoo!

Berries.

Why must they haunt us so?

-[beeps] -[all yelp]

Dr. Lullah, this is Mr. Okay

reporting from my undercover mission

at the UN for dogs.

Wait, where's Lullah?

Dr. Lullah cannot come to the phone right now.

She is dead.

What? What do you mean? Are you sure?

We could hear her ghost breathing.

Her ghost breathing-- Oh, I see what happened here.

Don't worry, we gave her a super-deep burial.

Well, unbury her!

-[dogs barking] -I've been compromised.

Dig her up right now. Gotta go.

[dog snarling]

This body hoist turned out to be pretty handy, huh?

No one likes a braggy guy.

This is why you're not married.

-Aah! -[groans]

Ah! Don't let her haunt you.

Oh, come on. She's not haunted.

Sorry, Dr. Lullah. Wait, is that Dr. Lullah?

I'm so confused.

The illusion of life is uncanny.

Make her say something else.

Chicho, you're my favorite.

-Ah! -Bombo is also my favorite, too.

-[gasps] Really? -What of Gunch?

[grunts]

Dr. Lullah, now that you're back,

what shall we do with the berries?

[automated voice speaking] Doorbell, doorbell, doorbell.

Okay, some funny guy filled the elevator with glass.

Let's break it.

-[high-pitched noises] -[all screaming]

Speak human, General. [laughs] Our crystal language kills them.

[clears throat] Dr. Lullah, I'm General Quartz,

leader of the Crystal Delegation.

Oh, uh, that's me. Uh, yes, I am, Dr. Lullah.

Ah, we're here for the seven-course dinner, as agreed.

Oh, silly me. Come on in.

[scraping]

[screaming]

Dr. Lullah, as you know, we emerge from the Earth

once every 1,000 years to grant the mistress

of the island one magical wish.

-Okay. -Provided only, of course,

if the customary gourmet dinner goes well.

Okay.

If not, we shall torment your bodies, your brains,

your eyeballs, and your very souls

with the unimaginablest of psychic horrors!

Hmm. Okay.

-[yelps] -Hey, these crystal guys are dumb.

-We're gonna go outside. -Wait!

With a wish, we could learn what to do

with the dreaded berries!

-Magical wish? -Oh, my gosh, Gunch!

-You're doing great today! -We're in!

So what's for dinner?

[laughs] That's a very funny joke.

Dr. Lullah has such wit.

Aw.

Dr. Lullah, which of these disgusting servants is your chef?

-Um... -Oh, me please!

Oh, please, me, me, me!

[Bombo] I don't know the name of the bird.

-Chicho! -Oh, yes!

I'll be helper!

Uh... What now?

I don't know.

Let's just feed them these berries!

Blasting, life-ruining berries!

Mmm, they don't really seem like berry guys to me.

Well, what do you eat?

Mmm, baby alligators?

Forever and ever, so say the crystals.

And that, Dr. Lullah, is our deepest belief.

Ha-ha. Well, I think that's wrong.

[growls] Aah!

[laughs] Oh, look, the food is here.

Tonight's dinner is... baby glass.

For eating.

-[crystals growling] -Look at 'em.

They love baby glass.

Yeah, General Quartz looks happy.

Look at him, bright green.

Uh, in crystal culture,

green actually indicates rage and fury.

We use red for happiness.

That's very confusing.

Not for us.

For us, it's normal, and what you do is confusing.

Ha, you're funny.

Oh, Dr. Lullah, you're funny.

[laughs] Oh, my goodness!

Enough! This raw glass is far too large

for our disturbingly tiny mouths!

Watch!

See?

Who's ready for seconds?

Prepare for unimaginable psychic horrors!

Gunch knows not how to prepare for that.

[Bombo] Zirconium...

Chicho, Bird, cook this glass!

-Yes, Dr. Lullah! -Yes, ma'am.

[groans] Ooh! Almost got it.

[smacks lips]

This? Ooh, now this is good.

Hey, Gunch, you gotta make more glass babies.

Nice work, Dr. Lullah.

Zirconium, I feel more confident when I'm around you.

Please, call me Lu.

[chuckles] Okay, Lu.

I desire now to experience the surface world.

Share your music with us, Doctor.

I hear you play the trombone.

What?

[♪ "Seven Nation Army" playing off-key]

Wow!

Now show us your sports.

Show us trapeze.

[Chicho] Whoops! Butterfingers!

[laughs] Oh, remarkable!

Now we challenge you to basketball!

[Quartz] Would you please box out?

[gasps]

[chuckles]

Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow!

[all laughing]

[Bombo as Dr. Lullah] Are you enjoying yourself, General?

How are you feeling about that magical wish?

I'm 50-50 on the evening.

Dessert is probably going to decide it.

More glass coming up.

We don't get no dessert glass.

[laughs] No dessert, no wish.

Let the psychic horrors begin.

I'm sorry, Lu.

[growling]

Hey, what do you think blue means?

Bad.

Bad. Ever since these berries, things have been bad.

I hate the berries! Berries, get lost!

[gulps]

Well done, Lullah. Well done!

That was the perfect dessert for my weird-shaped hole.

Oh, so that is what the berries are for.

They make me sick a little bit.

-Filthy. -No, thank you.

You may now receive what we had promised you,

one free magical wish.

Oh. Well--

You shut! I wish to marry!

Zirconium, do you marry Dr. Lullah?

I do.

And, Dr. Lullah, same question?

[Bombo as Dr. Lullah] I... I don't!

Ah-- Huh?

[gasping]

Zirconium, I'm not really a scientist!

What do you mean?

I'm... just...

[yelps]

-Bombo! -Bombo?

Oh, disgusting!

[Dr. Lullah groans]

Oh, oh, little Bombo.

I still love you, even though you look completely insane.

-[sniffles] You mean? -Yes, Bombo.

Will you marry me?

I do!

-[♪ wedding march plays] -Come here.

Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo! Whoo, whoo, yeah!

You're married.

Gah!

My darling Bombo, I'll be back for you

after 1,000 years when your little bones turn to glass.

Bye-bye.

Okay, um, goodbye.

[groans] The delegates? They're leaving?

But the dinner? What happened?

-We did the berries. -Oh, never mind that.

Just please tell me you all used the Crystal Wish

to stop the impact.

[all] We love you, Dr. Lullah.

[crashing]