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So, the Nug's like a tinker -tonk manor. Lucky for us, the Nugfest Gala's on
there this afternoon.
The plan?
Sneak, liberate, save.
We're going to sneak in, liberate the Nug, and save this town from having to
up with the tinker -tonk supremacy ever again.
Booyah!
Capercruise!
Sometimes the best move is no move.
So, what's the verdict?
Sneaking in is dangerous.
Possibly life -threatening. He's infecting their fringes.
How are we getting past him?
Bingo, dingo.
Fringe wig!
Fluff, you've got a secret weapon.
That's me.
I'm the official lookout during the gala, darlings. And if all else fails,
you'll have another little trick up your sleeve.
Commandment number nine. Sometimes the best move is no move.
The mannequin freeze.
As the name would suggest, you need to find yourself a mannequin should you
yourself cornered and with no place to hide.
Position yourself near any stationary human -like object.
Step two.
Choose a complimentary pose.
Step three, lock your core.
Don't move. No wobbling. Think.
The king's royal guard stillness.
Cranked all the way to 11.
Very good, joeys.
Now, let's make a distraction and sneak you into the party.
Mummy, I have a terrible knee flu.
Knee flu?
Is that a disease recognised by the World Health Organisation?
Um, maybe.
Anyways, I don't think I'll be able to do the play tomorrow.
You will do the play Rain, Hail or Knee Flu.
It is your destiny and you cannot shirk it.
Destiny? What do you mean?
All will be revealed later today in a good room.
The good room.
Darlings, the party has been saved.
Hurry her.
Aunt Quintessa Katinka Tonk all the way from Kraken Bottom Bay.
My skin's goose pimpling. I feel so alive.
Whoa. This place is huge.
We'll never find the Nug in here.
Of course we will. We'll just look in each room until we hit the Nug pot.
Alternatively, we could bypass the whole lo -fi Nug caper and use... Dot, dot,
dot!
Sweet home.
It's going to need some recalibrating. That's okay.
You and Alpha Bear go and fix that, and Penn and I will start capering.
Let's go.
Next stop, the Tinker Donk Manor.
Oh, Lindley.
Oh, it's been an age.
Aunt Quintessa, is it?
Yes, from Crackham Bottom Bay.
Excuse me, I need the bathroom. Oh, but darling, there's a much nicer one over
there.
The fringes are getting twitchy. I need an update.
Can you hear me? I can hear you. Still in the search and find stage, Queenie.
Just make sure you keep your eye on the prize.
And don't get wrapped up in the thrill of the chase.
Thrill of the chase?
Ha! I never get wrapped up in the thrill of the chase.
Could that be...
Not. It's just a nut -shaped plushie.
Cute.
Under the pool table. Quick.
That was close.
I wonder where that door goes. We'll check it later. Come on.
Let's look through the study.
I'm speaking.
Thank you. Thank you. So thrilled that you could make it to our little soiree.
And I'm even more thrilled that my sweet Emilia...
School captain and Nugfest representative will be premiering as the
in the play opening Nugfest tomorrow.
Which she absolutely will be doing, 100 % guaranteed. Isn't that right,
sweetness?
Now, in a tongtum, to the good room.
It's time for the main event.
Main event?
Oh, that's main event, naturally, darling.
Aren't you guarding me dead like a hawk? No intruders.
Sweetness, come.
But I'm not in the inn at Holton.
Well, you are now.
Quickly.
Good, come.
The Tinker Dog's incoming.
Review. The Tinker Dog's incoming.
Mannequin, freeze!
Through the study.
Down the hall, past the pool room door, then all the way to the good room. Thank
you. Very good. Be with you soon. Thank you. Bye -bye. Thank you. Bye -bye.
Mummy, my knee flew.
It's so bad. It's super, super bad.
I can't go on. Well, take some vitamin C and get on with it. This is the moment
you discover your destiny.
But I'm sick.
Don't you care about me at all?
Of course I do.
Now, come on, get in there.
Okay?
Good girl.
Wow, I almost feel sorry for her.
Almost.
So many doors.
Just me? to line up AC with the DC.
Give it a whack.
And... Deeds, I think it's this one.
Sort of jammed.
That's really heavy.
Detector! No, no, no. Get back.
Every stinking day, Nesbitt and Deedree in this plague. Get that full. Enough!
If another person asks me for a cup of yellow guacamole, I'm going to lose it,
Deed. I just want a little respect.
A little aria could be easy too, you know what I'm saying?
A Nug Detective 5000?
This could be our ticket to freedom.
We're finding that Nug, so we never have to be plebs again.
Let me try.
It's to protect the good room furniture from outside germs.
But yes, this is a ceremony.
So, sit.
Amelia, my child, there's something that I haven't told you.
Something that happened a very long time ago, 27 years, in a place
called Dinky Alley.
going on my morning jog when I saw something suspicious.
A man.
At least I thought it was a man.
This Hugh man was putting something they didn't want anyone to find into the
bin.
Well, being the upstanding citizen that I am, I felt it was my duty to
investigate.
But little did I know what I would find.
The Nug.
And so we lift you high.
Prosperity is our whip -nug -nug on our side.
We've got no less than anyone.
We've got no clue what your love is doing.
Hungry we all be calling. Come to love your little nuggy nose.
And so we lift you high.
So we learn to hide.
Prosperity is ours with nun luck on our, nun luck on our, nun luck
on our side.
Questions?
Use some vowels.
Sweetie. I don't understand.
Why have you kept it a secret from me like my entire whole life?
I couldn't risk you letting slip that we had the most coveted treasure in town.
Every Tom, Rick and Sally would want our nug and it's juicy luck all for
themselves.
But it has become apparent to me that I can keep the secret of the nug no
longer. Which is why I've come up with a plan to end all plans.
To restore our nug to the public sphere.
Whilst maintaining our status as the most powerful, the luckiest, the most
nuggerific family in all the land from here to eternity.
This is the part where you ask her what the plan is.
Oh, uh, what's the plan?
The plan, my sweetness, is for you to find the nug during the play tomorrow.
You'll hide it under the stage, then discover it in front of all of
Then it will go to the planetarium, beside a portrait of you.
Oh, hallowed Nug Reef Finder. And the best part of this cunning plan?
We'll charge an unreasonably high admission fee for anyone wanting to see
Nug. And I won't have to pay the reward. It's perfect!
And now, we chant.
I was required for this? Exactly.
I'm whispering to you. Must get Nug. Amelia.
Do not liberate the Nug while they are watching.
Sometimes the best clue is Nug.
Amelia.
Private party, man.
Private party, Franklin.
I've got some mail.
Get out of here.
Dear Queenie, I know we haven't seen each other or spoken in half a decade.
I don't even know where you are or if you're ever coming back.
But I thought you should know I have a family now.
If you ever decide to give up your old life, I'd really like to see you one
Oh, my love.
Wheels.
Oh, battery.
So,
Emilia, my sweetness, do you accept the mantle?
Will you perform?
What?
What if I blow it?
What if everyone laughs me offstage? What if...
I can't live up to your very high expectations.
Say you'll perform. You have to. You must.
For mummy.
Because I don't just care about you.
I... I... I... I...
I really care about you.
Oh, yes, Lily.
That's all I ever wanted.
You'll really care.
I will do this for you. I really care about you too.
Excellent.
All right, don't use all your faction credits in one go.
Save some enthusiasm for the nug.
Come on, note detector.
I feel like I've been tapping this forever.
Like, literally forever.
Work, you blasted thing, work!
Okay, for reals, you're gonna work on three, two, one, three.
Aha!
We're on, baby.
Finally.
You clapped?
Ma 'am, non -contingent talks detected.
I repeat, non -contingent talks detected.
The NUG is compromised.
The NUG is under threat.
Don't be alarmed.
Since this is us, you...
If you were a real lesbian, you'd know that.
Penelope, seriously?
Hang on.
Have you two been here the whole time?
You jammed again!
Best student?
Best fashion? Best fringe? Best life? Best family?
But stop!
We can't leave without the Nug.
Amelia Emma Delaney. You cannot be serious.
Put your back into it, Slim. I'm sorry.
If we don't get the Nug, the Katingtung will rule Woodspring forever.
And no one will know. It was Great Granny Pie who found the Nug. We need to
finish what we started.
Liberate the Nug. Expose the truth. Bring luck.
So, you with me?
All right, back through the pool room.
Oh, believe it, please. Are you even trying? I swear that I...
And now take a minute.
It's missing a mole. The real Nug has three, not two.
That's no Nug. It's a fake.
What have you done?
You've been living a lie, Mayor Katie.
Or should I say, just Katie.
It's a fake.
It's ruined.
No!
Wow. He really had no idea it was a fake.
Now might be a great time to, you know, skadoosh.
Find them.
What's there? What's the panic?
I'm flummoxed. The fog. How can the nog be a fake?
The nog's a fake?
Then who's the real one?
Oh, look. Is it that?
The detector's detecting.
Could your dad be Elias F. Franklin?
It's an anagram.
Why didn't I think of that?
Franklin is wheels.
No way.
Way.
I'm pretty sure he's got the real nug with him right now.
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