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♪ Magic is real here
♪ Far away from home
♪ Anything can happen
♪ When witches make the rules
♪ Monsters are cool
♪ The moon is our friend
♪ I wanna stay with you
♪ On Summer Camp Island
♪♪
Well, first of all, I don't see how anyone could remember
what they had for lunch on the last day of school
-three years ago. -Uh-huh.
And second of all, it was pizza, not spanakopita.
Nope, I can still taste that juicy spanakopita
like it was yesterday.
[ Knock on door ]
Both: Hey, I gotta get the dooooor!
[ Both grunt ]
[ Insects chirping ]
What is it?
It's a moon rock and a card.
It's from Ramona!
We haven't seen her in forever!
She's inviting us to something called "Midnight Quittance"
at the monsters' house.
A cel--
"Celebration."
"Celebration of time."
Yours says to bring pepper.
And you're supposed to bring salt.
This is the easiest potluck of all time.
Oscar, think about it.
Ramona is an actual sorceress!
This is probably some kind of crazy magic ritual.
Cool. Wait, midnight?
That's way past my bedtime.
Like, way past.
Come on, Oscar. Live a little.
What could possibly go wrong?
Hmm. Yeah, you're right.
Who cares about bedtime anyway?
Okay.
Well, midnight's not for another four hours.
What are we gonna do till then?
Let's resume lunch-menu memory game!
-[ Sighs ] -Spanakopita!
So, this is 11:45, huh?
[ Owl hoots ]
Whoo.
[ Doorbell rings ]
Hey! Oscar, my man!
Ha-ha! Howard, my monster!
-Hedgehog. -Howard.
Oscar, may I take your coat?
Certainly. Thank you.
You're quite welcome.
-Hi, Ava. -Hi, Hedgehog.
I'm in charge of putting the arrows up.
Ramona doesn't trust me with a real job.
[ Chuckles nervously ]
-Hey, guys. -Hi.
Are you excited for your first midnight quittance?Yeah.
Not too late for you, is it, Oscar?
Uh, you know it. Let's cut up the rug.
Oh. It's not that kind of party.
We do chants, readings, really low-energy kind of stuff.
Hard to stay awake to, but I think you'll really like it.
Aah!
It's the Jabberwock, the time-eating monster!
It's not the real Jabberwock.
It's just papier-mâché.
Yeah, I knew this.
♪ I sing for you at midnight♪
Here are your pillows for your chairs
'cause you're so tiny.
Wait, Howard, so why are we thanking Time?
For moving forward.
It's all explained in this book, "The Tome of Time."
Howard: A long time ago, we used to live our lives out of order.
One day, you're an old monster just plugging along,
and the next you're a whisper of a monster
on your first day of everything.
And then back again to an old monster.
It was all very confusing.
Until one night, two monsters were making soup on a fire
when Time showed up,
attracted to the smell of the delicious soup.
And a deal was struck.
Once a year, on this night, we offer soup.
And in exchange, time only moves forward, like an arrow.
Wow! Isn't that cool, Oscar?
-[ Snoring ] -Oscar!
Huh? Oh! Uh, I wasn't sleeping.
Where's Ramona?
Ramon's in the kitchen finishing the soup.
She's right here.
She's just in between the seconds of the clock.
It's about time we join her.
Ready, everyone?
-Ready. -[ Yawning ] Ready.
Okay, grab your moon rocks.
Hold the moon rocks in a circle and hold hands
to be transported to frozen time.
♪ I sing for you at midnight♪
[ Both gasp ]
Hello, poppets!
Together: Ramona!
This is one big pot of soup.
[ Giggling ]
I'm so glad you kids could make it.
Before we begin our rituals, has everybody peed?
Oh, pee! Pee...
Yes. We saw that you put at the bottom of your invitation,
"Arrive having peed."
-So we did. -Wonderful!
Because once we begin, we can't leave this room.
We begin by turning over a jar of honey,
and we go until the last drop falls.
Now we light this fire.
This candle represents the fire of the first midnight quittance,
and we promise not to stray from its light.
I promise.
-I promise. -I promise.
-I promise. -I promise.
-I promise. -I promise.
Now, the youngest one amongst us
reads the opening remarks from the "Tome of Time."
Hedgehog is the youngest?
Yeah. I'm five months older than Hedgehog.
But don't think you've offended me.
I know, it's just my boyish good looks.
That's nuts.
"Time is lonely.
That's why it never leaves us.
Time doesn't like to be invisible.
That's why it shows up on our faces and in our trees.
We may not know time, but we know the gifts of time,
for we receive them with each passing year.
Tonight, we welcome Time to our table
so that we may give thanks."
Very good.
And now for page 2.
"With linear time came our understanding of the future.
The Jabberwock represents thinking ahead,
worrying about what's next, which is scary but necessary."
[ Drumming ]
I hate that guy.
Howard's not so bad.
No! I mean the Jabberwock.
Mm-mm.
Ah ah-ah-ah. Mm.
"But by worrying so much about the future"...
"...we started realizing we were wasting the present.
The Time Babies remind us
to relish the moment we're currently in.
We strive for a balance between the two,
not feeding one more than the other."
Now time for the most important ritual of the night.
Each year, we make time-noodle soup
as an offering to time.[ Snoring ]
We must all contribute a bit of time by stirring the soup.
Now I add some special seasoning.
Next, four shakes of pepper.
And to preserve the soup,
the final, all-important ingredient --
three shakes of salt.
Salt, that's me.
Hmm? Oh, it must be --
[ Chuckles nervously ] Nope. Nope.
Hmm.
Oh! The salt's in my coat pocket.
Together: No!
No one can leave the candlelight.
Why not?
Together: You promised!
It's Time.
You mean it's time to go home?
No, it's Time!
And Time's hungry for soup!
If Time doesn't get some soup by the last drop of honey,
then our deal is broken and Time stops moving forward.
And we'll go back to living our lives out of order.
We have to get to the closet.
But we can't leave the candlelight.
What if we moved a candle closer to the closet?
Theoretically, it could work,
but I doubt we could spare more than one
without invalidating the ritual.
Oscar: I'll go.
After all, I'm the one who messed everything up.
Well, yeah, no duh, Oscar!
Yeah, we all assumed you would do it.
Well, for the record, I did volunteer.
Good luck, Oscar.
[ Sighs ]
Here goes.
Whoa! [ Gasps ]
I hit some kind of force field or something.
It's your feet. They're outside the candle's light.
You gotta scrunch down.
-Lower. -Lower!
Lower!
Okay.
Yeah, go, Oscar! Come on!
Go, go, go.
-Come on, Oscar. -Let's go.
-Come on, Oscar! -Yeah, come on!
You got this!
What happened? Why isn't he moving?
-Is he stuck in time? -Oscar?
-Oscar? -[ Snoring ]
Oh!
Oh, no. This is so late for him.
[ Knocking ]
Wake up!
-Come on! -Come on, Oscar!
-Oscar! -Wake up, wake up!
Oscar, wake up!
[ Glass shatters ]
[ Electronic beeping ]
[ Screeching ]
[ Groans ]
-[ Giggles ] -Oscar!
Oscar!
Time...is...breaking...up!
Hedgehog!
Uh-oh!
Did...I...mess...up...
the...honey...thing?
Ha-ha!
Hey, spanakopita! I knew it.
Yeah, too bad I brought leftover pizza today.
Huh. Hey, remember this in three years, okay?
What did we have for lunch on the last day of school
three years ago?
Spanakopita.
-You remembered! -Yeah.
Wait. Can I change things?
Then all I need to do is wait for the right moment...
and...and...
bingo!
The spanakopita!
-I mean... -Oscar?
Three shakes of salt.
The salt!
It worked! I got the salt, everybody!
Uh, yeah, you've been holding on to it all night.
Go ahead, Oscar.
And three shakes of salt.
Man, you guys, have I got a story to tell you.
[ Knocking ]
[ Clears throat ]
"We welcome you, our oldest friend.
You're just in time this Quittance eve to taste our soup
and bless us with an order in which to believe."
[ Slurping ]
Ahh!
Oscar: Hey, look.
The soup is just water now.
Yes, yes, as always.
Time has taken what it wanted and left us just what we needed.
Time drank the soup with a straw.
Now go ahead and add the rest of the salt, Oscar.
And before you all place your moon rocks in this ersatz ocean
and re-animate the arrow of time,
I just want to thank you all for joining me this night.
And thanks to Oscar in particular.
Great job with the salt.
Now, farewell, my friends.
Until next time.
Hedgehog: Till next time.
♪♪
♪♪
Ah ah-ah-ah. Mm.
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