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>>10, nine, eight.

Rocket monkeys!

>>Rocket Monkeys!

>>I just love an all-you-can-stomach dessert bar!

>>Me too!

Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

>>Waffles with ice cream, berry buster,

with extra whip, sprinkles,

and anything else we can dump on it, party!

Ta-da!

>>What a puny dessert,

just like you monkeys!

>>Loser mini monkeys!

>>Oh, you.

Wally, give me a hand here,

we can't let those knuckle-dragging boneheads

beat us at anything.

>>Even dessert?

>>Especially dessert.

>>You're right, let's do this.

>>Cake, ice cream!

Sofa!

Frozen cow!

Coco thrusters!

Caramel carburetor!

Show them that butterscotch fountain, right now!

I want jellybeans, jellybeans, jellybeans.

This is a big difference in ice cream creation!

Bigger, more biggerer, biggerer!

Ta-da!

>>The hyper atomic belly-blaster blaster supreme!

Beat that, 'rillas.

>>I still say puny!

>>Just like you scrawny monkeys!

>>Gorilla, goril--

>>Looks like you just got whip-creamed!

>> Why you little.

>>Get them!

>>Woohoo.

>>Does anyone else hear that beeping?

>>Whoa!

>>Oh, hi Tina.

I hope you've been well.

You look nice.

Any chance that you've seen my monkeys?

>>Uh, yeah, that way.

Here's their bill.

>>Oh my bolts!

2510 sniggets,

2520 sniggets,

that should do it.

Here, you know what?

Just take it all.

>>I'm the prettiest, the pinkiest,

nowhere near the dinkiest.

Pinky winky winky winky woo!

What is going on in there?

>>Give me that!

>>We're in some kind of horrible, disgusting,

squishy creature!

I can't take it!

>>Hey, it's Pinky Winky!

>>Puny-wuny's more like it!

>>The name is Pinky Winky, you big baboon!

>>Me next, me next!

>>No offense, but aren't you usually kind of big?

>>Huge >>Lumpy

>>Colossal >>Moist

>>Kinda sweaty?

>>That's the outside me!

This is the real me.

Pinky Winky flashback!

When I was little, I was always picked on.

Hey, give that back!

Stop it you guys!

>>Tiny weeny.

>>Oh, that hurt my feelings.

So, I built a giant exoskeleton, very big word,

and crushed those mean girls to bits.

Since then I've lived happily ever after,

inside my own fake body!

Stomping and crushing, crushing and stomping,

you know, it's a good life.

>>We get teased too, mostly Wally, hygiene.

>>Hey!

>>You know, I've never really told

anyone that story before.

Please don't tell anyone else.

It's my most private, deepest, darkest secret.

>>Her most private, deepest, darkest secret.

And send!

>>What?

That's it!

From now on you're both staying in here!

Forever!

>>You know for a dungeon that we'll be trapped in

for all eternity, it's not so bad!

Love the gorilla pillows, ah!

>>Something bad's happening here.

>>Okay, here's the plan;

Wally and I will climb up the spiky wall

and escape back to our ship, and after a light lunch

and a nap, we'll send for help!

>>But we'll be crushed, skewered!

>>That's a risk I'm willing to take.

Electrical spikes, new plan.

Help!

>>Help!

>>Hey, keep it down in there!

>>Hello Mrs. Winky, according to my odorometer

my rocket monkeys are here somewhere.

Have you smelled them?

>>We're trapped in--

[loud thumping

>>No, I have not.

You better recheck your smello thingy.

It's out of whack!

>>It's not possible, the smellograph tells a story actually.

If one day the rocket monkey, Wally,

is represented by an X--

As Wally's smell increases,

Gus' smell is increasing as well.

>>Ha, I have an idea.

Herilla throw me up to the ceiling.

>>Why should we listen to a puny runt like you?

>>We may be puny,

but we have tails and at least one of us has a brain.

>>Just do it, Humphrey!

>>Close enough.

>>Okay, seriously this time.

>>Oh, oh, stretchy!

Phew, I'm not gonna sit right after this.

>>My odorometer is detecting Rocket Monkey

Wally's aftershave Butt

But-- >>But what?

>>No, that's the name of the aftershave actually,

called Butt.

>>I don't smell no monkeys nowhere,

unless they're under this rock over here.

>>Nope, no Gus, no Wally.

But thank you for helping.

>>Oopsie!

>>Whew, that was a close one!

>>Thanks for the help back there.

>>Come on, this way!

>>Nu-uh girlfriend, you're not going anywhere!

>>Wee!

>>We're gonna be monkey crisp!

>>Help us, specifically me, help me!

>>If I'm gonna die, I'm going out smelling like Butt.

>>Yeah, thanks, it was whatever.

>>We could of done it, but you got in the way.

>>We gotta get out of here before they get close!

>>May I recommend an anti acid?

>>Please let this be the mouth!

Definitely not the mouth!

>>My giant robot suit!

Aw now everybody's gonna know my secret.

>>Hey look, it's Teeny Weeny!

>>Puny Wuny!

>>Itty Bitty!

>>Looks like Pinky Winky needs a hand!

What do you say 'rillas?

>>Thanks guys, you make a great team!

>>I guess if we've learned anything

from being trapped with you monkeys

inside a giant robot belly,

it's that puny and big can work together!

Who knew?

>>So true, so true.

Hit it!

>>Well, that was, that was good.

>>We didn't really write any thing else.

>>No, that's pretty much it.

>>Robot, slap down, robot!

>>Smash, smash!

It's funny 'cause robots have no feelings!

>>Hello Rocket Monkeys!

Did I hear you're celebrating a certain special day?

You know what today is, right?

>>Is it stop interrupting us when we're trying

to play our game day?

>>Is it why are you standing there

when you could be making me a sandwich day?

>>Good one, Wally.

>>No, it is robot appreciation day!

>>Zorgles!

>>How could we forget today of all days?

>>We love our robots!

>>Look what I got for you!

>>Today I will let you play me!

>>This is not possible!

This must be some type of set up type of joke.

I hope Rocket Monkeys appreciate me.

They always have

and I'm hoping that they always will.

>>Good one, Wally!

>> Those flashbacks clearly indicate

that I am not their robo bestie.

They do not appreciate me.

If only there was something else I could do

with my robo life.

>>Are you an under appreciated robot interested

in the exciting career of taking care of someone else?

Maybe me, a mysterious stranger?

Then come be my Robo Butler today!

>>No, I couldn't do it!

My Rocket Monkeys would miss me too much!

New job here I come!

I tell you, this is it.

This is where my new life begins, ah!

Where my new boss will appreciate my loyal robo service.

>>You, you're that robot side kick to those awful monkeys!

>>You, I cannot work for you!

You want to destroy my precious monkeys.

>>Destroy them?

Okay sure, who wouldn't?

The lazy little brats.

They're worse than when you itch your...

Wait, this sandwich, pure genius!

>>Compliment!

Oh, how my ideal processors have longed to hear those words.

Do you like it really?

>>It's amazing, the lettuce so crispy.

Do I taste lemon?

>>I know, it adds a certain type of zest!

Thank you, the rocket monkeys do not know

the word appreciation.

There are so many words they don't know like flush, hygiene,

please wash your hands after you touch that.

>>I feel your pain!

Come in, friend.

>>Yay-Ok?

I think I got soap in my eye.

Where's Yay-Ok?

>>He seems to be taking his sweet robo time getting here.

I had to dress myself!

I think I did a pretty good job of it.

>>This is a message for my Rocket Monkeys,

you do not appreciate me.

I have run away to explore the exciting and wonderful world

of being a Robo Butler.

>>I'm shocked, a Robo Butler?

>>What, what, seriously, what's a butler?

>>So Yay-Ok's left us, hurt, pain, yes.

But we don't need him.

We can run this ship all by ourselves.

It looks worse than it is.

>>Wally?

>>Yeah, Gus?

>>I miss Yay-Ok.

>>Me too, and not just because he fed us

and washed us and the rocket didn't explode as much

when he was here.

We treated our robot like total poop.

And not the good kind.

>>That's for sure.

>>Hi bra, I mean bro.

>>Maybe I should go back to my Rocket Monkeys

just to check up on the little fur bag.

>>Surprise!

It's happy Robot appreciation make up day,

number one robot!

It would make me the happiest non-banana looking alien

in the universe if you would agree to stay

and be my Robo Butler forever!

>>Well, I'll tell you, quite an appealing offer,

but I'm just uh...

>>Smash, smash, smash!

>>Lord Peel, it would be my honor

to be your number one Robo Butler.

Relax, I'll get it.

>>We're hungry!

>>Oh please, Yay-Ok >>Please, Yay-Ok.

>>Come back! >>Please come back!

My bum is so covered

in some kind of soil. >>We're so lost without you.

>>Rocket Monkeys, how did you find me?

>>You left a trail of Robo tears.

>>You big baby you, give us a hug.

>>Monkey mitts off my Robo Butler!

>>What the what what!

Banana Man!

>>I am not a banana!

Nevermind, Yay-Ok is my Butler now, so shoo!

Bye bye, ta ta!

Oh, go that way!

Thanks for dropping by!

>>Uh...

>>But, Banana Man, we can't go.

Seriously, we can't go anywhere.

I've got it!

If I know Bananas, I'll bet all we have to do

is ask for Yay-Ok real nice like and he'll agree.

>>Sounds easy!

>>Can we have Yay-Ok back?

>>No!

>>Can we have Yay-Ok back?

>>No.

>>Can we have Yay-Ok back?

>>No!

>>Can we have Yay-Ok back?

>>No, what part of no don't you understand?

It's a tiny word!

>>Hmm, can we have Yay-Ok back?

Can we have Yay-Ok back?

Can we have Yay-Ok back?

Can we have Yay-Ok back?

>>No, no, no!

You can't have Yay-Ok back!

You can't have Yay-Ok back!

All I wanted was some peace and quiet!

I moved to the other side of the galaxy to avoid you two.

But do I get a break?

No!

You're ruining my life!

>>Yay, when do we get him back, now?

>>Is now a good time?

>>Is now a good time?

>>How about now? >>How about now?

>>Now? >>Now?

>>How about I destroy you?

How about that, huh?

How about that?

How about that?

How about that?

All right, this one is pretty self-explanatory

but just in case.

I hang you two ridiculous monkeys upside down.

I lower you into the snapping jaws

of this hungry croc-o-beast.

Well, no, that's, that's pretty much it.

>>Hey, even from here, you still look like a banana.

>> Oh yeah.

Hilarious!

>>I brought refreshments for my.

Robo says what are you doing to my monkeys?

>>They started it!

I told them no, but they wouldn't listen.

Would you?

>>Nope. >>Not at all.

>>Yay-Ok, look at me.

You're my butler, tell them to butt out!

>>Look Robro, I drew this picture to represent

the deepness of our complex relationship

>>And I put together a special Brobot tribute

with puppets!

We're sorry, Brobot.

It doesn't matter, I forgive my monkey friends.

I love the monkeys with their faces, and tails,

and monkey problems.

>>Stop it!

Don't be fooled by that sentimental dribble!

That lack of talent!

They don't appreciate you, I do!

I gave you a medal, remember?

Number one robot.

>>I tell you, this is a bit difficult

when, of course, I love the medal it.

It proves that I am worthy and I do good things.

And the puppet show was interesting,

y'know, not great, but interesting.

>>What do you mean you can't decide?

Look at me, look at them.

I'm classy, they're furry.

Don't be a ridiculous, pathetic bucket

of useless monkey-loving scrap metal!

>>I can't believe it!

What? >>What?

>>I think I have decided!

>>Really?

Well then, say goodbye to your precious monkeys forever!

>>Stop it, stop it, stop it!

>>Oh, come now, you're supposed

to be a monkey-eating croc-o-beast.

Stop giggling!

>>Be careful on the floors, huh.

I just waxed them.

Ow!

>>That was so nice, my monkeys.

You really do love me, don't you two?

Now, who wants to play monkey smash smash?

Just a couple of bangs, bang bang bang on the head.

It won't hurt, it'll be fun time.

>>10, nine, eight--

Rocket Monkeys.

>>Go monkeys.

>>A little bit of this, a little bit of that,

a little bit of this, this, this and that.

Little of that and a handful of this

and that should just about do it.

>>What did I tell you about making rocket fuel brownies?

>>But how else are you supposed

to add the explosion-y goodness?

You can really taste the bang.

>>And unless Yay-OK is mistaken, I heard a boom.

Ah, rocket fuel brownies.

Rocket Monkeys, that a way.

Inky, you work on the ship.

Oops, wrong button.

That one is personal.

>>Come on, have one.

It'll make you forget all about the explosion.

>>This is no time for brownies.

>>You said you liked my brownies.

>>Not when they blow up the ship.

>>Always with the complaints.

>>We're coming in for a landing.

Assume official crash position.

>>Well, it looks like it's going to be a long trip.

No reason it can't be comfortable.

Right to down to the bolts.

>>Stranded, lost, doomed.

Condemned to a life without brownies.

>>Wally.

Relax.

It's no time to panic.

I'm the big brother and I'll take care of things.

>>Thanks, I feel better.

Except for the face slappy thing.

>>First, we need to take stock of what we have.

Emergency protocol list, wifi?

>>No.

>>Video games?

>>No.

>>Cell phone? >>Nope.

>>Food?

>>Nope.

>>We're going to die!

I've never gonna accomplish my life long dream of not dying.

And enough screaming.

New plan, we need to find food and shelter.

But first, my inspirational music and flag.

Our situation is dangerous, yes,

but danger means nothing to Gustav J. Monkey.

I will explore this lonely asteroid while

you wait here and be grateful that you have such a grown up,

smart thinking big bro.

Yes you, the fool, shall sit here twiddling your thumbs

while I, the genius older brother, go and save us

with my incredible smarts, survival skills and instincts.

While you sit here stewing in your own foolishness,

I will save us both.

>>Bravo, well done.

You're the best.

Gus, Gus, he's our man.

Gus, Gus, Gus, Gus, Gus, Gus, Gus.

Ah.

>>Water.

Need water.

>>Hold on a sec.

Almost there.

A little more.

>>What are you doing?

It was pineapple juice, you wanted water.

>>Think, Gus, think, we need to get rescued.

I got it.

Yay-OK can follow our tracking devices.

>>Yeah, about that.

>>Oh, don't tell me.

>>Yup, in the brownies.

>>Why would you do that?

>>Everyone knows rocket fuel brownies

are the best when they're crunchy.

>>Okay.

Okay, don't panic, calm down.

Find the still point, tickle your chakra.

Do what you have to do, come on now Gus, focus.

I've got it, back pocket flares.

You never know what you're gonna find in your pants.

Ready?

>>Ready.

One question.

Shouldn't it be pointed the other way?

>>Leave it to the professionals, all right?

Ow, burning.

>>Yay, Gus.

Thanks for saving us.

>>According to my monkey tracking devices,

they should be that a way.

Hang on, Rocket Monkeys, I'm coming.

>>Be prepared to be impressed.

Behold, shelter from the elements.

>>I thought that was a mailbox.

>>And I suppose you could do better?

You just don't know when do stop, do you, Wally?

Funny.

So funny.

This is so annoying, I'm the big one.

I should be doing things right.

>>That is kinda funny.

>>Okay, it took four hours but

you can have half of my space mollusc.

>>You know I love me some mollusc, but I'm stuffed.

I don't even know if I can

finish my chocolate mousse flambe.

>>I'm trying to save us from starving and you're ruining

everything by having a huge feast, not acceptable.

>>You were taking forever.

>>Being a hero takes time.

You wouldn't know because you don't follow the rules.

>>Just because they're your rules

doesn't mean I have to follow them.

>>Oh, so now you think you can survive without me.

Well good luck, ex-bro.

From now on, you stay on your side

of the floating rock and I'll stay on mine.

>>Crunchy, taste like monkey tracking devices.

Wait a second.

Aw,

Gus' undergarments.

Ugh, ah.

>>Hey Gus, wanna join me for a swim?

What do ya say?

Splashy splash, tickle splash?

Maybe a snacky snack?

>>I don't need your cute phrases or your snacky snacks.

I have plenty of my own food, see?

Come to Gusy.

My face is being bitten by this horrible thing.

Thrusters, check.

Boosters, boosted.

Ignition, igniting.

Pull string?

Stringy?

Banana.

Go.

Fly away.

Tree rocket.

Launch.

Watch me go.

Ow.

Stupid, broken tree rocket.

I don't care what you think,

this asteroid won't defeat me!

>>Rocket Monkeys located, success.

>>Ro-Bro, how did you find us?

>>I was led here by Rocket Monkey

Gus' horrible smelling undergarments.

What luck, yes?

Where is he?

Oi.

>>Delicious robot food.

Mine, all mine, all mine.

>>He's not having a good day.

>>No kidding.

Conclusion, we are trapped.

I cannot get us off the asteroid without

the rocket fuel cells in my bottom half.

>>What about the rocket?

Can't we just signal it to come and get us?

>>I have done that already.

But it will take time.

>>Whatev's, I've got enough snacky snacks to last for weeks.

It's just Gus.

Is it me or is he acting a little weird?

>>You got that, Wally.

>>You understand the problem, Robo Butt.

If I let Wally help, then what kind of big bro am I?

I'm supposed to be the monkey in charge.

Okay Gus, monkey up.

Do something amazing, pull your fur together.

Now just think.

Think, think, think, think.

Of course, why didn't I think of that before?

I did it, look, I saved us.

>>Ah, you sure did, Rocket Monkey Gus.

None of this would've happened without your ridicu,

I mean inspirational musical number.

>>Wait a sec, that looks like a store.

>>Oh, yeah.

That's where I've been getting all my stuff from.

Come on, Yay-OK, do it.

Pssh, ka-bing, bing, bing, bing.

>>Bad bolts.

>>Wally, stop it.

You're too young to play this

highly adult game of alien zap zap.

>>But Gus, I wanna zap zap.

>>Hey, I don't make the rules.

You don't make the rules?

You always say you make the rules

and now you don't make the--

>>Shush, shush, shush.

Monkey too young.

>>Totally hero and and ready to steer-o.

When's my turn?

>>Monkey too young.

>>Put me in, Gus, put me in.

>>Monkey too young.

>>Stop saying that.

"Monkey too young, monkey too young."

It's not fair.

>>Just relax, baby bro.

One day you'll be big like me.

Until then, why don't you go laser blast

space junk off the side of the ship, hmm?

>>"Monkey too young, monkey too young."

Hah, I'll show him.

I'll make my own adventure.

Ow.

>>Ahoy, yar be a little fella down there?

>>According to Gus, too little to do anything cool.

>>Let me see.

All right, that's two hand spans,

one palm span, a little bit of fingernail.

Aye, your noggin be perfect.

>>Thanks, I am pretty adorable.

>>But can ye fit through this hole?

>>You betcha, I'm the best-est, best-y,

best, best, best at fitting through holes.

Ho.

>>Space Daniels.

Ya fit.

>>It's a gift.

>>Diddly dee, diddly do.

I'm a happy pirate now 'cause I have found

a head the size that I was lookin' for.

>>Wait a sec, is this the start of a big adventure?

Should I call Gus?

>>How big be this Gus' head?

>>Hah, huge, enormous.

Bigger than a watermelon.

I call him old man monkey big head.

>>Not interested.

What say ye join our merry crew?

>>I say hold that thought.

I have some chores to [chuckles] finish.

Adventure ho!

>>Rocket Monkey Wally,

such competent work, are you kidding me?

Much better than usual, usually you're,

you continually mail it in.

Everything is done in a half, a half style,

never fully completely, always lazy, lazy.

But this is quite good work, Wally.

>>Don't forget your seatbelt.

Safety first, little bro.

Wally, how much longer are you gonna be in there?

I thought you were still in diapers.

Gotcha on the run, Wally.

Nice return, little bro.

Come on now.

Whoa, nice shot.

You've been practicing.

I gotta say, you've been taking this

monkey too young thing really well today.

I notice these things, being older and all.

>>Yar, I be expert pirate space monkey,

Cosmos von Monkey Beard.

Yar.

>>Monkey Beard?

>>It's kinda got a ring to it, yar?

>>You know, you don't have

to finish every sentence with a yar.

>>Gotcha, no more yars.

>>Go ahead.

>>Yar,

yar, yar, yar.

Yar diddy yar.

Yar, yar, yar, yar,

>>All right, the most important lesson

you need to know is how to recognize precious treasure.

One be priceless booty, one be deadly sandwich.

Make your pick.

Wrong, try again.

Wrong.

Still wrong.

Wrong again.

That was wrong.

Totally wrong.

Seriously, stop doing that.

No time for eating.

Not when there's space pirate work to be done, like singing.

That's right.

Who's a big man monkey now?

Gus must totally miss me.

>>Stop hitting yourself, stop hitting yourself.

Stop hitting yourself.

Okay Wally, get ready to press the blue blinky button.

And press.

I said press.

What are you waiting for, monkey press button day?

Press.

>>Question, why are flying

the ship with so many fake Wallys?

Unrelated question, why does it smell like dirty laundry?

>>I should've known, Wally's not that good a driver.

Wait, if bro's not here, where is he?

What was that?

>>Ooh, Rocket Monkey Gus,

that was the elusive and incredibly rare moonfish.

Deadly and dangerous.

But so beautiful, how did you ever,

you complement each other, guaranteed distraction.

Kind of exciting, yes?

My circuitry's all a tingle.

>>No, not exciting.

Little bro's missing.

Wally,

Wally,

Wally?

Wally, Wally, Wally, Wally, Wally?

>>Yar-lo?

Well, if it isn't old man monkey big head.

I guess you weren't too old to miss that I was gone.

Well miss this, mister,

I'm on an awesome monkey not too young adventure.

>>Yar, the moonfish blows.

>>Ya hear that, Gus?

The moonfish blows.

Adventure ho.

>>No ho, bro.

Guaranteed destruction.

You're too young to be fish food.

All right, monkey small-head.

Get ready to harpoon down

to that fish and get me me swallowed treasure.

I have gone through me whole

fat-headed crew tryin to get it back.

>>I needed a new charge. >>I'm lookin' for a new crew.

>>Aye, aye, captain.

Sounds easy peasy.

>>Aye, very peasy, but not easy.

Since I be not sure which hole hides the treasure.

Did I mention they be dangerous?

Guaranteed destruction?

Anyway, just have fun.

>>Aye aye!

>>Don't worry bro, I'm coming to rescue you.

>>La, la, la, la, la, can't hear you

over the awesome adventure I'm having.

No treasure.

Doesn't look dangerous.

Next!

>>What?

It's my day off.

>>I don't like people eyeballing me.

Yar.

>>Wally, don't worry, we're coming.

>>According to my calculations,

I would recommend that everyone worry.

A lot.

Wow, I tell you, bigger than I could ever imagine.

Unbelievable that we're in here to even witness this.

History in the making.

>>I can't seem to get out, help!

Bro, we're trapped in a fish hole.

>>How thrilling.

>>Which hole?

>>It's the one with the pirate treasure.

>>Did I hear treasure, where are ye?

Finally, thar he waves.

Long lost treasure, ahoy.

>>Bro, are you okay?

Hang on, I'll get you out of here.

>>Gus, if you have a second, come feel this.

I tell you, amazing.

>>Come on.

Try to make your head less fat.

>>Curse my ginormous brain.

>>I'm pretty sure it is not the brain.

>>Tie the rope to that treasure

and don't ye be touchin' me booty.

>>Think, think, think, think, think, think, think.

Of course, the booty.

Thanks, Captain.

>>I said don't ye be touchin' it.

>>Sandwich,

treasure,

think, Wally.

>>Ooh, sandwich.

>>Yeah, I should've mentioned that.

Woo, fancy.

I can work with these.

>>Wally, this is no time for dress up.

>>Yar, what be takin' so long?

We only have one minute left in this episode.

>>Thar she be, Captain.

>>I got it, I finally got it.

Yar!

>>I was gonna rescue you, but you rescued me.

Thanks, bro.

>>I'm just happy that we're all,

wait, we forgot about Yay-OK.

He was still in the fish.

>>What is that smell?

>>Turns out there is an additional exit out of a moonfish.

Fascinating stuff, let us never speak of this again, okay?

Seriously.

>>Here he is, age appropriate space adventurer

Cosmos von Monkey Beard on his next adventure.

>>Hey Wal, can I play?

>>Sorry, bro.

Monkey too long.

>>Monkey too long, monkey too long.

Ow.