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[ Upbeat music plays ]

>> Class! Time to hand in your homework! >> Darwin: What are we gonna do?

What are we gonna do? If we tell her the truth, she'll flip!

>> Gumball: Be cool, buddy. It'll be fine. [ Slop! ]

>> At least it's on time. >> Darwin: I wasn't built to take this much pressure!

>> Gumball: Relax, man. We'll just tell her what really happened.

>> All right, you two. What's today's excuse? >> Gumball: [ Clears throat ]

Our dad ate our homework. >> Rrrrrrrrrrr... Go to the guidance counselor

immediately! >> Gumball: But, miss simian -- >> and don't come back until

you've learned how to tell the truth! >> Gumball: [ Sighs ]

>> And this is what the inside of a liar looks like. >> Both: Ewwww!

>> Notice the dark abyss here. That's the corrupt soul of the liar.

>> Gumball: But, Mr. small, we're not liars. >> [ Scoffs ]

You should tell that to the last boy that sat there and lied to me.

He's there now. >> Darwin: The prison?! >> No, next to it.

>> Gumball: The cemetery! What happened to him? >> He just works there.

[ Both sigh ] Now, let me show you something.

This is the lying hat. Now, watch what happens when i put it on.

Your mother called. >> Both: Oh. >> She says she hates you.

[ Both gasp ] >> Gumball: She does? [ Shatter! ]

>> Darwin: I think my heart just broke. >> It's okay, kids.

That was a lie. [ Both sigh ] But, you see, that's what a lie

will do -- hurt your feelings. She hates you. >> Both: Ohhh!

>> She loves you. >> Both: Yay! >> Hates you!

>> Both: Aww. >> Loves you. >> Both: Yay!

>> Hates you. Loves you. Hates you. Loves you. Hatesyoulovesyouhatesyoulovesyou

hatesyoulovesyouhatesyoulovesyou [ Both panting ] so, what have we learned today?

>> Darwin: Never trust a man in a hat. >> Yes, but what else?

>> Both: Uhhhh... >> Honesty is the best policy. >> Both: Oh.

>> Say it. >> Both: Honesty is the best policy.

>> Good. And again. >> Both: Honesty is the best policy.

Honesty is the best policy. Honesty is the best policy. Honesty is the best policy...

>> Gumball: Okay, Darwin. Remember, from now on, we only tell the truth.

>> Darwin: Okay. Your face is too big. >> Gumball: [ Gasps ]

Well, when you say "s," your gills whistle. >> Darwin: [ Whistling ] You

smell so stinky, sailors sing sea shanties about your stinkyness!

>> Gumball: When you're asleep, your face looks like this! >> Darwin: When you're awake,

your face looks like this! >> Gumball: You walk like a Princess!

>> Darwin: You walk like a pigeon! >> Gumball: Okay.

That's us covered. Let's bring our honesty to the world.

>> Darwin: You've got a monobrow. >> Gumball: You've got no hands.

Just being honest. >> Darwin: Your face is burnt. >> [ Gasps ]

>> Gumball: I love you. >> Darwin: But he'll never make the first move.

>> Gumball: Hm! >> Darwin: He's having a party on Friday, and he didn't invite

you. >> What?! >> Sorry, man.

You're just not cool enough. >> Gumball: Whoa-ho! This one is long overdue.

Hey, Tina? You smell, and it's not very ladylike.

>> Darwin: It's like a sweaty watch strap. >> Gumball: Nah, it's more like

raw chicken and rancid milk in a plastic bag. >> Darwin: Yeah -- that's been

left in the sun for a week. >> Gumball: Okay, now that we have your smelliness covered,

let's move on to your personality. >> [ Growling ]

>> Darwin: Ow. >> Gumball: Yep. >> Darwin: Ah.

>> Gumball: The truth hurts. >> Oh, Nigel. >> Let's leave all this behind

and go and live on a desert island. >> But how would we survive?

>> On fruit, water... And love. >> Gumball: [ Clears throat ]

Did you ask us in here for a reason? >> Yes, of course, watterson.

I've been getting a lot of complaints. What on earth's gotten into you?

>> Gumball: Principal brown, can i be honest with you? >> Uh, i -- y-yes.

>> Gumball: I can't help thinking that your relationship with miss simian could be

compromising your professionalism. >> Darwin: I completely agree,

gumball. And, frankly, i fear my education is suffering as a

result. >> Gumball: And besides, principal brown, you could do

so-o-o much better than that. >> Both: Rrrrrrrrrr! >> Okay, so you got honesty

wrong. Perhaps we should try something else.

I'd like you to meet a friend of mine. Eh, one second.

[ Grunts ] Hello, children. I'm the honesty bear.

>> Gumball: O-Kay. >> I'm here to explain that honesty's not all black and

white. But, like my fur, it's more of a gray area.

Gray. See that? Gray fur. Now, there are some things that are "too" honest to say out

loud. >> Gumball: Honesty bear, I'm confused.

What can we be honest about? >> Let me put this in a language you kids will understand --

hippity rap! H-h-h-h-honesty! Eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh!

Honesty! Break it down! [ Rapping ] ¶ when you want to

be honest, just beware ¶ ¶ truth hurts in this nitrogenic atmosphere ¶

¶ you got to wake up, realize, and recognize ¶ ¶ sometimes the truth

has strategical lies ¶ ¶ but keep them lies of a manageable size ¶

¶ or tears will arise and hurt their eyes ¶ ¶ so before you speak,

it's best to remember ¶ each individual case will require a specific judgment

call, depending on who you're talking to and the context of the conversation!

[ Ending note plays ] Any questions? No? Excellent! Goodbye.

>> Gumball: Hmm. Okay, i think i got it. You should always tell the

truth, unless you have to lie, but if you do lie, you should tell the truth about it, unless

you're talking to someone who's lying, because if they tell a lie and you tell the truth,

it'll be a lie because you were lying about telling the truth, inside of a lie, so the whole

thing's a lie while still being true. [ Pop! ]

[ Thud! ] [ Sighs ] Man, this "truth and honesty"

thing is hard. >> Has anyone seen the nurse? I think my head may be on fire.

Is my head on fire? >> Gumball: Um... W-would it be a good thing or a

bad thing if it was on fire? >> A bad thing, of course! >> Both: It's not on fire.

>> Oh. [ Laughs ] Whew!

For a minute there, i thought my head was on fire. What a relief.

So, how are things with you, watterson? >> Gumball: Uh...Yeah, not bad.

You? >> Pretty good, pretty good. So, no more of that lying

trouble, i hope? >> Gumball: Eh... [ Coughs ]

No. >> All right, then. Toodle-oo!

[ Alarm ringing ]

[ Trickle! Trickle! Trickle! ] >> Hmmmm. Okay.

Looks I'm gonna have to introduce you to someone else. I'd like you to say hello to the

silence snake. >> Both: Hello, si--

>> silencessssssssss! >> Gumball: B-- >> silencessssssss!

Now, i bet your tiny minds are thinking... [ Dopey voice ] "But what if

there's something important we need to say?" [ Normal voice ] Well, why don't

you ask the silence snake? [ Both whimper ] Go on.

He won't bite. >> Gumball: O-Kay... What --

>> silencesssssss! [ Both whimper ] Well, it looks like my work

here is done. [ Sighs ] W-w-whoa!

Aah! Oh! [ Echoing ] Uh...Boys? Can you hear me?

Say something!

[ Both whimper ] I think my knees are digging into my back.

You need to help me. Now, there should be a little, gold key on my desk.

Oh, don't worry! I've got it here. Oh, gosh.

Please, no! Oh, wait! Maybe i can just -- [ Crunch! ]

Aaaaah! [ Both shudder ] Okay, you need to get some help

right now. Right now! [ Dialing ]

[ Ringing ] >> Elmore police. >> Gumball: [ Inhales ]

>> Darwin: [ Squeaks ]

[ Zip! ] >> Hello? Hello? [ Sighs ]

I'm sick of these prank phone calls.

>> Oh, it's just not the same. [ Door closes ] Oh, what now?

>> Both: Mm! Mm! Mm-mm-mm! Mm! >> Eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh!

What's that supposed to mean? >> Gumball: [ Sighs ] Nyeah! Unh!

>> Darwin: [ Grunting ] [ Panting ] [ Grunting ]

>> What?! Miss simian's trapped down the old abandoned well?!

I'm coming, my smoochkins! Hup! Aaaah!

[ Groans ] E-elbows, don't fail me now. >> Gumball: [ Groans ]

>> So, anyway, the plan is to live on fruit, water, and love. >> Dude, i don't care.

>> Well, go back to fixing the toilets, then! >> Both: Mm! Mm!

>> What do you want? >> Gumball: Nyeah! >> Darwin: [ Grunting ]

>> What?! I'm trapped down the old abandoned well?!

Oh, no! I'm coming! Aaaaah!

Come on, chin. don't fail me now.

[ Thud! ] >> Whoa-oa-oa! Slow down, little dudes.

>> Both: Mm! Mm! Mm! Mm-mm! >> What's that? Mr. small rocked back smugly on

his chair, fell into the bottom drawer of his filing cabinet, it locked shut, and you want to

use these crowbars to break him out? [ Both gasp ]

>> Both: Mmmmm. >> Aww. See ya!

[ Thud! ] >> [ Echoing ] Aah!

Oh! Aah!

Boys, i-i-is that you? Do something! Anything!

[ Clang! ] Ow!

Well, on the plus side, i think that loosened the lock a little.

Keep going. Aah! Aah! Ooh!

[ Gasps ] Aah!

Just a thought, but maybe you want to lever the drawer open

with that crowbar. [ Both grunting ]

>> Freeze! Police! [ Gasps ]

[ Clank! ] You're coming with me, you little hooligans!

>> Gumball: But -- >> Darwin: [ Whimpers ] [ Both sigh ]

>> Why won't you talk? Talk, darn it! Talk! >> Mom: Officer, there's clearly

been some kind of misunderstanding. >> Well, ma'am, looking at their

rap sheet, it seems they are not first-time offenders. Multiple counts of antisocial

behavior, vandalizing school property, and setting their principal on fire.

>> And all because you lied about your father eating your homework.

>> Dad: Okay! [ Sobbing ] I did it! Take me away!

[ Sobbing ] >> Why? >> Dad: [ Sobbing ]

I thought it was gonna make me smart! >> Well, it obviously didn't.

So, i guess you boys didn't lie after all. >> Mom: Oh, I'm so proud of you

two. >> Both: Thanks, mom. >> Um...One more thing.

You don't happen to know where Mr. small is, do you? >> The only clue we could find

was this sock. [ Both gasp ] [ Both whimper ]

>> Oh, well. Case closed! >> [ Echoing ] This isn't funny

anymore! Can somebody please open this thing?!

>> Huh? [ Music plays on headphones ] >> He-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-l--

>> dad: Bowls -- check! Spoons -- check! Cereal -- check!

Oh. [ Grunting ] So much for easy opening!

It looks so simple on TV! >> Gumball: Oh, man, i really don't want to go to school

today. >> Darwin: Me neither. >> Gumball: Let's not go!

>> Darwin: You can do that? >> Gumball: Sure! Hey, dad?

>> Dad: [ Grunting ] Yes? >> Gumball: We really don't want

to go to school today. >> Dad: Why? Are you sick? >> Gumball: Nah.

We're just not up for it. >> Darwin: Yeah! School is boring!

>> Dad: But you have to go to school. You're kids!

It's what you do! >> Both: Aw! [ Doorbell rings ]

>> Dad: Ooh! Mailman! Whoo-hoo! >> Gumball: I wish we were grown-ups, like dad.

Then we'd never have to go to school and nobody would tell us what to do.

We could drive trucks, stay up all night, vote. [ Both gasp ]

>> Both: Vote... >> Dad: Oh! Finally! >> Gumball: What's that?

>> Dad: [ Gasps ] Why? According to the fifth amendment, i don't have to

answer that without my lawyer present! >> Gumball: Right.

Anyway, about school... >> Dad: Oh, yeah. You're kids, so you do what mom

tells me to tell you to do. >> Gumball: [ Sighs ] Being a kid is wretched-lame.

>> Dad: You should be happy to be young. Before you know it, you'll be

overweight, unattractive, balding, middle-aged. Take over breakfast!

I don't want you to see me like this! >> Anais: What's his problem?

>> Gumball: Eh. You never know with that guy. Come on. Let's have breakfast.

Man, what a pile of beans. >> Darwin: [ Gasps ] Dude, watch your language!

You'll get us in trouble! >> Gumball: Well, I'm sorry, Darwin, but it is.

It's a big, steaming pile of beans. [ Whistle! ]

[ Both gasp ] >> Darwin: Gumball, look! A shooting star!

>> Gumball: This is our chance. Make a wish! I wish i was a grown-up.

>> Darwin: Me too! >> Gumball: They don't work at all.

Ugh! >> Ow! >> Gumball: Faker!

>> Oh, darn kids! What do you think you're doing?! >> Today's lesson will be about

the transformations of the human body. >> Gumball: [ Sighs ]

>> As you get older, hormones begin to change your appearance. >> Gumball: Here.

It's me as an adult talking to my secretary over the intercom. >> Darwin: It's me voting!

>> Gumball: Awesome. >> Passing notes, are we? >> Gumball: No, miss simian.

>> Well, then, what's this? >> Gumball: Uh, that's us as adults?

>> I guess you're on topic, then. Anyway, pimples --

>> all: Ew! >> Silence! Actually, it's pretty gross.

You may continue. >> All: Ewwwwww! >> Pimples, or acne, can pop up

at any time... >> Gumball: Dude, what's that on your face?

>> Darwin: What? What?! >> Gumball: That. >> Darwin: What?!

>> Gumball: It looks like a greasy, yellow egg. No, no, actually, it's more like

a small volcano with a sweaty golf ball. >> Darwin: Do something!

Do something! >> Gumball: Okay, okay. Hold on. Let me just, um...

>> Darwin: [ Sighs ] [ Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop! ] >> Gumball: I think we're gonna

need more little hats. >> Darwin: Aaaah! >> Gumball: Relax, dude!

>> Darwin: That's easy for you to say! Why don't you have any?

>> Gumball: Just lucky, i guess. >> Darwin: Aaah! >> Gumball: Aaaaaah!

>> Both: Aaaaaaaaah! [ Popping ] >> Gumball: Oh!

>> Darwin: Ow! >> Gumball: Ew! >> Darwin: Ugh!

>> Gumball: I think that's all of them. What's happening to us?

>> Darwin: I think we've got the plague. >> Gumball: Do you have any

other symptoms? >> Darwin: My top lip feels a little silky.

>> Next comes the appearance of hair on the body and face. [ Creak! ]

>> Gumball: [ Laughs ] Dude, you look like an undercover cop.

>> Darwin: Stop laughing! Do something! >> Gumball: Okay.

I see mom do this all the time. And dad, on one occasion. [ Rip! ]

>> Darwin: That feels so much bet-- aaaaaah!

[ Creak! Creak! ] Aah! >> Gumball: don't worry, dude.

>> Darwin: I'm not worried about me! I'm worried about you!

You look like a baby werewolf! >> Gumball: No! Not me! It was better when it was just

you! >> Uh, guys, i don't mean to interrupt, but this is the

girls' toilet. >> Gumball: Uh, yeah, sorry! I got to sort this out.

Start chewing. >> Okay, settle down. Everyone, get into your team for

dodgeball. >> Gumball: Oh, no. Not dodgeball.

[ Rumble! ] >> You're going down.

You get the idea. [ Buzzer ] [ Growls ]

>> Gumball: Please -- not above the should-- aah! Aah! Aah!

The ear! >> Darwin: My ankle! [ Both groaning ]

>> Gumball: Aah! A bowling ball?! >> [ Laughs ]

>> Gumball: [ Growls ] >> Catch! >> Gumball: [ Deep voice ]

Enough! >> [ Gasps ] [ Rumble! ]

[ Thud! ] [ Car alarms blaring ]

[ Honk! ] >> Oh! [ Pop! ]

>> Gumball: Aaaaaah! >> Darwin: Aaaaah! [ Both screaming ]

[ Voices deepen ] [ Screaming ] >> Darwin: This is horrible!

We're monsters! >> No, you're not. It's just a part of life.

>> Gumball: Are you saying we're grown-ups now? >> Apparently so.

>> Gumball: Did you hear that? That shooting star worked. >> Now, get back to class!

>> Both: All right, miss simian. >> Gumball: Wait a minute! We don't have to listen to you

anymore. >> Both: Because we're men! >> ¶ we're gonna test-drive a

car ¶ ¶ say we need a little time to think about it ¶

>> ¶ because we're men ¶ >> ¶ we're gonna pay more for the movies, chop down trees,

and eat a lot of meat ¶ >> ¶ because we're men ¶ >> ¶ and we can have our own

kids, but we're gonna wait until we meet the right person because it's an important decision ¶

¶ but in the meantime, we can barbecue ¶ ¶ buy power tools ¶

¶ get tattoos ¶ ¶ buy our own sho-o-o-o-es ¶ >> gumball: Oh, wait.

No, we can't. We don't have any money. [ Both sigh ]

>> Both: Let's get jobs! >> Well, as far as i can see from your...Résumé, you have

absolutely no qualifications whatsoever. Do either of you have any

applicable skills? >> Gumball: Well, i can do this.

>> Look, for the third time, Mr. watterson, rolling your stomach is not a valuable skill

in the work environment. >> Gumball: Oh, i-I'm sorry. Point taken.

>> Good. Okay, so, looking at your track re--

>> gumball: Huh? Oh, oh, i see. Sorry. >> Look, right now, i need you

to give me a valid reason why i should even consider giving either of you a job.

>> Darwin: Well, i can touch my nose with my tongue. >> Gumball: That's not a skill.

This is. >> You guys want a job? Well, you can have mine!

I quit! Good luck! [ Door slams ]

>> Both: Yay! >> Darwin: What do people with jobs do?

>> Gumball: I don't know. Hiring and firing? >> Darwin: Cool!

Well, you're hired. >> Gumball: So are you! >> Darwin: What now?

>> Gumball: Guess we should do some firing? >> Both: You're fired!

You're fired! You're fired! You're fired!

>> Darwin: And you're fired! >> Gumball: Hey, what are you firing me for?

>> Darwin: It's what i do. >> Gumball: Well, you're fired! >> Darwin: You can't fire me!

I just fired you! >> Gumball: All right, quickly, hire me again.

>> Darwin: Okay. You're hired. >> Both: You're fired! [ Siren wails ]

>> Darwin: Oh, i can't believe we lost our jobs. >> Gumball: So, this is being an

adult, huh? >> Darwin: No money. >> Gumball: No job.

>> Darwin: Crumbly apartment. >> Both: Rent overdue! >> Gumball: And this is our last

piece of food. >> Darwin: I think we should share it.

>> Gumball: Sorry. What was that? >> Darwin: I can't believe you

ate our last piece of candy! >> Gumball: Well, i can't believe I'm stuck here with you!

>> Darwin: I can't believe we're both yelling! >> Gumball: I know!

We're trying to hide from the landlord! >> Darwin: Let's be quiet, then!

>> Gumball: Okay! I wish we were kids again. >> Darwin: Me too.

>> Gumball: I'll be in my room. >> Darwin: Me too. [ Sobbing ]

[ Sniffling ] [ Rumble! ] [ Both gasp ]

>> Darwin: [ Gasps ] Someone's coming! >> Gumball: Oh, no!

It's the landlord! [ Rumble! ] >> Darwin: What are we gonna do?

>> Gumball: I don't know! Unh! Uhhhh! Uhhhhhh!

Aaaaah! >> Darwin: Please don't hurt us! >> Gumball: Take anything you

want! >> Anais: [ Deep voice ] Guys, it's me -- your sister.

>> Gumball: Dude, you look like a Mexican wrestler. >> Anais: I'm not a man, and

neither are you. I think i know what happened. Follow me.

>> Dad: [ Groans ] Come on. Stay up. Stay up!

Yes! No! Now, come on!

Flex! Flex, flex! >> Mom: Richard? >> Dad: [ Gasps ]

>> Mom: What are you doing? >> Dad: I'm getting old. It's like you always say --

"we grow up so fat." >> Mom: "Fast," Richard, and i was talking about the children.

>> Dad: Oh, don't talk to me about those rosy-cheeked, baby-faced...Hairy mutants!

>> All: Hi. >> Mom: [ Gasps ] What's happened to my babies?

>> Anais: It's okay, mom. I think it was these that turned us into men.

>> Dad: Oh. You found my supplements. But they're empty.

>> Mom: Can someone please tell me what's going on? >> Anais: Sure.

At breakfast, dad left with the cereal box, so we ate his supplements by mistake.

>> Dad: Oh, i think i know what happened. >> Anais: Yeah, i just told you.

>> Mom: Richard, why on earth were you buying those supplements?

>> Dad: I couldn't help myself. It's the Internet's fault. Every time i open my e-mails,

this is what i get. >> Are you too fat? >> Dad: Yes.

>> Are you too bald? >> Dad: Maybe. >> Are you really the man she

deserves? >> Dad: No! >> [ Warbling ]

>> Mom: So, that's where all the laptops went. >> Dad: It was a moment of

weakness, and i crumbled, Nicole! [ Voice breaking ] I crumbled!

[ Sobbing ] >> Mom: Oh, honey, you didn't need those pills.

I love you just the way you are. >> All: So do we, dad. >> Dad: [ Sniffles ]

Really? Oh, come here, my little -- [ Crack! ]

[ Strained ] ...Body builders. >> Gumball: So, are we gonna be like this forever?

>> Mom: Oh, it says on the box that the effect wears off after a week.

>> Dad: Hmm. At least that pyramid scheme will be more reliable.

>> Mom: Anyway, now this is all cleared up, let's all get out the house and have some fun.

[ All cheering ] [ Both laughing ]

>> Anais: Higher! Higher! [ Laughs ] >> Mom: They grow up so fast.

>> Dad: Oh, precious mo-- >> anais: [ Laughs ]