Original subtitles

There's no business like no business.

I could really use a hot dog right about now.

[ Beep ]

[ Groans ]

Really got to water my hot-dog plant more often.

Oh, well. Waste not, want not, dude.

[ Groaning ]

Tired of the same ol' hot dogs?

Maybe.

Then get ready...

Okay.

'Cause you're gonna love...

Uh-huh.

Fancy dogs?!

Wha-- That's way bigger than the one I've already got.

Maybe I should buy a fancy dog.

$6?!

All I've got is like 40 cents.

Aw, dang it!

[ Roars! ]

Uncle Grandpa, everything okay in here?

I've only got 40 cents in my pocket,

so now I'm stuck eating tiny hot dogs!

Okay.

Well, I'm guessing you're having money issues.

Why not get a job?

But I havea job.

I'm Uncle Grandpa!

[ Squeak! ]

I mean a job that pays.

Jobs can pay money?

How come I've never heard of that?

You're a genius, Mr. Gus!

I'll start charging kids

for my Uncle Grandpa "serviceez."

Starting...now!

[ Tires screech ]

Hi, Angie! Need any help from this guy?

Uncle Grandpa, Little Princess Pretty is stuck in this tree!

[ Cat meows ]

Classic cartoon problem.

I'll have her down in a jiffy.

Oh, Princess Pretty...

Aah! [ Cat yowls ]

Princess Pretty!

[ Grunts ] [ Cat shrieks ]

[ Strained ] Here's your freak cat back.

Thank you so much for helping me, Uncle Grandpa!

So, "cat stuck in tree," let's see, would be about...

hmm, extra fee for rushed service...

facial reconstruction cost

would come to a total

of...6 bucks.

All I've got is this.

Aw, man!

I got to make these kids pay with real cash money.

-Bye, Uncle Grandpa! -Huh?

You never said goodbye.

Uh, oh, yeah. Sorry.

Bye, Angie!

Hey, no problem, Uncle Grandpa!

Have a nice day! See you soon!

Say, Belly Bag, uh, what's going on here?

Looks like you're smack-dab in the middle of a long goodbye.

So long! It's been great seeing you!

Great seeing you, too!

Oh, man. This could go on for months!

Leave it to me, U.G.!

Perfect, Belly Bag!

Now let's go!

Oh, uh, that's not motorized. You have to push.

I'll be seeing you around town!

Okay, see ya!

Oh, whoa, whoa! Aah!

[ Pitter! ]

That was a close one, Belly Bag.

Goodbye, Uncle Grandpa!

Aah!

Sorry, I don't do long goodbyes!

Phew! I thought we were never gonna get out of that.

[ Panting ]

Juice Kid: Uncle Grandpa! [ Screech! ]

-Huh? -Over here!

I need your help!

A juice stand, huh?

I get it. You're just getting your new venture off the ground,

but you just can't find a paying customer.

Actually, lack of customers is not the problem.

[ Gasps ]

Look at all that moolah!

Well, I can see cash flow is not a problem.

Yeah, I just ran out of juice!

Allow me to make a business proposition.

I shall provide all the fresh juice you desire

for 6, count em', 6 dollars

and not 1 dollar less.

6 doll-airs and not 1 doll-air less.

-Deal! -Deal!

Now, without further adieu, bring in Farmer Grandpa!

Good mornin'!

Whatcha say, Belly Pouch? Shall we get a-juicin'?

Why, you said it, Farmer G!

I got the seeds!

Then what are you waitin' fer?

Plant those puppies!

Now let's see.

There he is!

Come on, Mister Gray 'n' Puffy.

Make it rain on our nice, little juice garden.

All right, all right! Stop shovin'!

[ Thunder crashes ] Much obliged, buddy!

Hey, there, Sunny. I need to borrow

your golden, life-giving rays for a second.

[ Creak! ]

[ Pop! Pop! ]

Thanks, Sunny!

Open wide, Belly Pouch!

[ Whoosh! Gulp! ]

Now juice that fruit!

[ Buzz! ]

[ Groaning ]

[ Spitting ]

Thanks, Farmer Grandpa!

We're gonna make so much money!

Speaking of money,

how 'bout those dollars we agreed on earlier?

Just reach into that fat stash there

and pluck out 6, count em', 6 dollars.

A deal is a deal!

6 doll hairs!

6 doll hairs?

What's this? A joke?

Those were the terms of the deal. You take it or leave it.

Perhaps next time,

procure payment before rendering services?

Thanks. [ Mumbling ] Doll hairs...

talkin' 'bout doll hairs... I'll tell you about your...

Uncle Grandpa, can you help me?

I got to finish my paper route,

but there's a turtle stuck in my spokes.

Yeah, I can help.

But it'll cost you, and I expect to be paid up front.

Well, I don't get paid until after I finish my route.

Maybe you can help me now, and I can pay you later?

Ha! Like I would ever trust a kid

with a turtle in his spokes.

[ Boing! ] [ Groans ]

I'm gonna need wealthier clients

if I want to make enough money to buy a fancy dog.

[ Cha-ching!]

Aha! Now, that's what I'm talking about.

[ Poink! ]

Yes, Uncle Grandpa?

I was wondering if you needed any help?

[ Slurps ] You good with hedges?

Am I? There was this one episode

when I made this kid fight a dragon made of bushes.

Really well animated.

Yeah, yeah. Let me know when you're finished.

Manual labor.

How hard can it be?

Oh, brother.

How am I gonna cut up all these dollar signs

with this rickety, old thing?

Hmm. Maybe if I make a couple tweaks.

[ Squeak, squeak ]

[ Crash! ]

Ha! There we go.

♪♪

These dumb trees don't even put up a fight.

Service with a smile.

Aah!

My sculpture garden!

You've destroyed everything!

Now, let's get down to brass tacks.

That'll be 6 smackeroonies.

If that's how much it takes to get rid of you!

Make it out to Uncle -- Yeah, you got it.

Here. Now get lost!

Commerce!

Whoo-hoo-hoo! Grandpa's gonna taste that doggie!

-[ Giggles ] Huh? -[ Groaning ]

[ Continues groaning ]

What's wrong, Jeremy?

I wasn't able to finish my paper route,

and now I lost my job.

That's no reason to be depressed.

Didn't you hear? I just got $6.

What do you care? You never helped me with my problem.

Oh, you're right.

Would it cheer you up if I gave you the $6?

Sure, I guess for a little while.

Well, okay then.

-Here you go. -Yes!

Now I can buy one of those fancy hot dogs you've been craving!

Guess money solves all problems...'cept mine.

Mr. Uncle Grandpa?

Who's askin'?

[ Clears throat ]

My name is Mr. Jubby Jubs,

and I'm the CEO of Fancy Dogs, LLC.

Like all giant corporations,

we scout the world looking for good deeds

using our highly sophisticated surveillance team.

[ Tink! ] Okay, get to the point.

We observed your generosity to that young child.

And as a reward for your kindness,

we'd like to present to you, not just one,

but two fancy dogs!

[ Ting! ]

[ Gasps ]

Give it to me-e-e-e!

What a weirdo.

[ Tires screech ]

[ Boing! Boing! ]

[ Tires squeal ]

So, Uncle Grandpa, you learn any valuable lessons today?

Probably.

[ Chomp! Chomp! ]

[ Pbht! ]

I'm okay with this.

Mornin', Mr. Gus.

Staring contest, eh?

Well, count me in. [ Mug shatters ]

You know the rules.

First one to blink cleans the fridge for a year.

Okay, amigo.

Here we go.

Aah! I can never win!

I'm addicted to the sweet sensation of blinking!

My eyes love to stay moist!

Guess you're pretty happy about winning.

Mr. Gus?

Another round, eh?

You're on!

[ Laughs ]

Uh...

Uh...

[ Groaning ]

I can't do it!

Guess I'll start cleaning the fridge now.

Best 3 out of 5!

You're losing this time, chump!

[ Straining ]

[ Babbling indistinctly ]

Huh?

Those roaches trick you into a staring contest again?

Yes.

That was quite delicious.