All language subtitles for Bunkd.S03E07_English

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I can't wait
for the camp
lobster festival tonight.

Yeah, it will be
a lot more fun than
Ravi's geometry theme party.

Hey, Pythagorean Palooza
was a big hit.

No, it wasn't.

It was so boring,

half the campers
tried to escape

by swimming across the lake.

It was a hot day.
They were just cooling off.

End of story.

Whatevs.
As our new camp chef,

you have to make sure
the lobster dinner
is fabulous.

This is our first time
in charge of the festival

and it has to be perfect.

Have no fear.

I shall start
with a lobster salad,

followed by
a delicious lobster Newburg,

and desert
will be a lobster pudding.

Lobster pudding?

There's gonna be
a bunch of more campers
hitting the lake.

Okay people,

put your claws together

for the centerpiece
of the festival,

Larry, the lobster.

Wow. Considering Mrs. Mommy
made him 30 years ago

for the first
lobster festival,

he looks pretty good.

You could still see
the great Christina's
fingerprints.

I don't think it's a good idea

that Lou has access
to Mom's fingerprints.

So,

Ravi, you're in charge
of the food.

Lou and I are
in charge of entertainment.

Think that covers everything.

Wait, what am I
in charge off?

Folding the napkins.

Folding the napkins?

Ooh, pinata!
I call first smack.

(LOU STAMMERS)

No candy?

What a rip-off.

(GASPS)

Poor Larry.

At least he went quick.

Zuri, you really wanna be
in charge of something?

How about Finn?

(FINN SCREAMING)

Are the napkins
still an option?

ALL:
♪ Kikiwaka, Kikiwaka

ALL:
♪ Kikiwaka, Kikiwaka

ALL:
♪ Kikiwaka, Kikiwaka ♪

RAVI: Clear the way,
clear the way.

Is there anything
more delightful

than a crate
crammed with crustaceans?

Ravi, I haven't seen you
this excited

since you got
you first chest hair.

Update, that turned out
to be a stray cat hair.

But yes, I am excited.

Lobster's yummy.

And those little bibs
are so cute.

I love any food
that comes
with an accessory.

I'm not a lobster fan

ever since I found out
how they're cooked,

boiled alive.

What? Alive?

Yes, alive.

Well, we better start
setting up the stage
for the lobster brother show.

They're always the highlight
of the camp festival.

Yeah. And I'm really sorry
Finn smashed Larry.

He can be
a bit out of control.

I once lost him at the zoo
and found him an hour later

flinging his own poop
at the monkeys.

Look, don't worry.

Zuri's willing to babysit Finn
and make sure he fixes Larry.

That's awfully nice of Zuri.

She's gouging me
for a 100 bucks an hour.

That sounds more like her.

How's the
papier maching coming, Finn?

Great.
Check out these pythons.

Hey, bro.

Do you even lift, bro?

Chill, bro.

Right now,
we need to get
that lobster fixed.

Hand me that glue.
Okay.

Finn, you made a mess.

Sorry, I'll clean it up.

Uh-oh.

I'm stuck.

Just stop and I'll clean
it up myself.

I'll use Matteo's dorky
dinosaur sheets.

Good idea.

Finn?

Man, that kid's annoying.

But I don't have to tell you.

Um,

what are we doing
in the lobster tank?

Wondering why are hands
are rubber-banded together?

Actually, that is so you
do not pinch me

when I toss you into
a pot of boiling water

and cook you for dinner.

Ravi, why are you
dressed like a lobster?

Oh, I'm not
dressed like a lobster,

I am a lobster,

which makes it difficult
to turn on the stove.

And put in my contacts.

Wait, you can't eat us.

We have feelings.

Feelings?

No, you are land bugs
for us lobsters to eat.

And eat you, I shall.

(SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING)

Destiny,
why were you screaming?

Were you dreaming about
showering without sandals?

That's a recurring nightmare
that I have.

No.

I dreamed that
Ravi was a lobster,

and he was about to dump us
in boiling water and eat us.

But were we wearing sandals?

Stop worrying
about foot fungus.

We have to save
those lobsters.

Add a little parsley,

and perfect.

The stage is all set
for the lobster brothers.

That big bowl of melted butter
is making me hungry.

Oh, that's actually
toxic sludge
I skimmed off the lake.

That toxic sludge
is making me hungry.

ZURI: Finn, stop!

Finn, smash.

Finn!
Oh, no.

(FINN ROARING)

What a mess.

Don't get any sludge
in your mouth

or ideally even touch it,
but we're past that.

Zuri, isn't Emma paying you
to watch Finn?

Not enough.

Okay, I'll go make sure
he doesn't cause
any more trouble.

On an unrelated note,

where do we keep
the electric fencing?

DESTINY: Ravi,

the lobster bibs
arrived for your
seafood torture party.

I prefer to call it
a festival.

What...

Why are these bibs so tiny?

It looks like they
made bibs for the
lobsters instead of us.

Well, I'm going to give
quit the verbal dressing down

to the not-so-fine people
at Bippity Boppity Bibs.

I can't believe
Ravi fell for it.

How did you sew
all those tiny bibs so fast?

I have a lot of
hidden talents.

I also know Krav Maga.

Never mess with me.

It wasn't on my list.

Now quick, we have to switch
the real lobsters

with these fake ones.

Got it.

Aww.

I'm gonna name her Shelly.

She's so cute,
I could kiss her.

You do know lobsters pee
from their faces, right?

And into the bag you go.

How're we gonna soak up
all this fake butter
by tonight?

A big piece of fake toast?

No offense Lou, but Finn is
a walking demolition derby.

I'd feel safer around
a baboon juggling chainsaws.

You wouldn't say that
if you'd ever been
to Buster's Bargain Circus.

And Zuri could have kept
a better eye on him.

Well, in her defense,
trying to control Finn

is like trying to
lasso a tornado.

My uncle Beefus
tried that once.

How'd that work out?

I'll let you know
if I ever see him again.

Okay, I am really starting
to rethink visiting
your hometown.

(TIMER DINGS)

Oh, my first delicious lobster
is ready.

(READING THE TAG)
Made in China.

These are supposed
to be from Maine.

Hi.

How's the
lobster dinner coming?

Why? What have you heard?

Nothing.

Oh, then it is
going splendidly.

Ravi, remember when you
asked me to tell you

when you're being weird?

Well, you're doing it now.

Okay. Bye.

Hey.

You know what would be cooler
than a papier mache lobster?

A real lobster?

With a steak and
a roof-top view of the city?

I really miss New York.

No.

A papier mache Lobzilla.

It would have giant claws...

And a huge tail that it could
whip at my enemies.

I mean, its enemies.

And it would destroy
everything in its path.

Ooh, can it start
with Ravi and Emma?

That way, I will inherit
even more money.

But maybe there's been
enough destruction
for one day.

Why don't you
get back to work.

No way.

I gotta make Lobzilla now!

I'll go get the chainsaw.

I can't get out.

What is this thing?

It's a child-proof lock.

I use one of those
on my bedroom door
to keep Emma out.

It's been six years

and the woman still can't
figure out how it works.

Meanwhile, you need to
get back to
working on that lobster.

I'll help you.

Thanks, Zuri.

I had a lot of fun
hanging out with you today.

Yeah, I am pretty great
to hang out with.

And so are you.

Even though you glued
your hands to your butt
three times.

Four.

I can't believe those
stupid lobsters ran away.

Don't they know
we're trying to save them?

They spent the whole day
waiting to be cooked alive.

You can't blame them
for having trust issues.

Oh, here's one.

Found one.

(SNIPS)
Ow!

Found two.

RAVI: Destiny, Matteo!

It's Ravi.
Quick, hide the bag.

Oh, there you two are.

What do you have to say
about this?

If that's
an attempt at sculpting,

you need to find a new hobby.

Cut the horse hockey.

I know you two
took my lobsters

and replaced them
with plastic ones.

Where are the real ones?

How should we know?

We're not gonna help you
find your victims, sicko.

There are no lobsters in here.

Perhaps they're
in the Woodchuck cabin.

Hey guys, it worked.

Except, one of you
gave me a purple nurple.

Guys, hide!

Destiny, what is the matter?

I'm sick.

(COUGHS)

This whole lobster thing
has really taken a toll on me.

Oh, really?

Perhaps it's the
guilt you feel

for absconding
with my lobsters

which are no doubt, in here.

(SCREAMS) Ladies' dainties!

Ow. See?

This is why
people try to cook you.

J'accuse!

Gesundheit.

The jig is up.

Where have you hidden
my main course?

If you have any questions,

talk to my attorney.

As her attorney,

I suggest that you
don't make her angry.

She knows Krav Maga.

Oh, I have ways
of making you talk.

Please, please, please,
just tell me!

This dinner
is really important.

I'll be your best friend
forever and ever.

Okay, okay. We released them.

Now stop torturing us.
We're just children.

You folded faster
than a wet taco.

Snitches get stitches.

Don't make me
break out my Krav Maga.

Man, this is a rough camp.

You're too late, Ravi.

We saved the lobsters

and now they're
swimming free in the lake.

What?

That means you drowned them.

Lobsters die in fresh water.

They do?

Oh, no! Shelly's gonna drown.

Now I must go rescue them
from your rescue attempt

so I can cook them.

Ah, I see the irony.

Okay, we're ready to paint
Larry the Lobster.

You guys have
any red paint?

I think there's some
in the shed.

Yeah, Ravi uses it to
paint the rotten apples.

I love the shed.

That's where
all the rusty
power tools are.

Emma, what time are
the Lobster Bothers
supposed to get here?

I don't know. You talked
to them on the phone.

No. I thought you were
gonna call them.

Wait? So they're not
coming?
Oh, no.

The entire camp
is expecting the best in
lobster-themed entertainment.

Quick, call them.

(CROWS CAWING)

MAN: Hello, you've reached
The Lobster Brothers.

Since no one wanted
to hire us,

as of today we quit
show business.

Ugh, this is
all Finn's fault.

If we hadn't been so busy
rebuilding the stage,

we would've remembered
to call.

Well, we wouldn't have had
to rebuild the stage

if Zuri had babysat him
like she was supposed to.

Then we could've called
the Lobster Brothers in time

and they wouldn't have had
to quit show business.

(SCOFFS)

So, that's why you're
hanging out with me?

To babysit me?

I thought you were
my friend.

I am your friend.

I'm just getting paid for it.

It's a win-win.

Finn, can we talk?

I don't need a babysitter,
so you can leave.

I'd open the door
for you,

but I still can't figure out
that the plastic thing
on the handle.

Finn, I'm really sorry.

The truth is, I did start
hanging out with you

because Emma and Lou
asked me to keep
an eye on you.

And maybe a leash.

I didn't mean
to ruin anything.

I was just trying to
have fun.

Well, can't you have fun
without taking a wrecking ball
to everything?

Did Lou tell you about
the wrecking ball incident?

All I did was turn
our kitchen into
a drive-thru.

Awesome!

I mean, don't do that here,

but awesome. (CHUCKLES)

My point is...

I may have been
babysitting you,

but while I was doing it

I realized you're
a really cool kid.

You don't have to lie to me.

I'm not lying.

You're funny,
extremely energetic,

and you have amazing ideas.

Like that Lobzilla thing.

Thanks.

You should've seen
my Tyrannosaurus-cat.

Our dog's been under the couch
for a year.

Hard to believe
anybody thought
you needed a babysitter.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

Glue again?

Sorry.

(ALL CHANTING)
Lobster Brothers!
Lobster Brothers!

The campers are not going
to be happy

when we tell them
the Lobster Brothers
aren't coming.

They're everyone's favorite.

Yeah, we really should've
broken it to them

before we handed out
those wooden lobster mallets
and tiny forks.

Well...

Be careful out there.

Me? Why do I have to
tell them?

Because you can
take a punch
better than me.

Wait. What if we do
the Lobster Brothers
performance?

Lou, you didn't swallow
any of that toxic fake butter,
did you?

Why? (MUMBLES)
Is my tongue glowing?

Little bit.

Where are we even gonna
find lobster costumes?

There's got to be costumes
in all those boxes
of lobster stuff.

Gladys had a crush on the guy
who ran the Lob-Store,

so she kept going back
until she got everything
in there.

Except a date.

Okay, let's do it.

If they hate it, at least
we'll have thick costumes
to protect us,

if they try to stab us
with their tiny forks.

Goodbye, Shelly.

(SING SONGY) Cannot wait
to have you in the belly.

Ravi, don't do this.

Yeah.
Lobsters do have feelings.

Please. Their brains are
the size of a pea.

So is Finn's.

It doesn't mean
we should cook him
and eat him.

Definitely not.

There isn't a temperature
high enough to cook off
all the bacteria.

Come on, Ravi,
look into Shelly's eyes.

If you don't see anything
worth saving in them,

then go ahead and cook her.

Fine.

(SIGHS)

Where exactly are her eyes?

Oh, there.

No, those are her antennae.

That's her rostrum.

There you go.

Oh!

Her eyes are
quite captivating.

And they do convey
a profound sense of sadness.

Of course they do.

You're about to
boil her alive.

Oh, look at that,
the poor thing is
starting to cry.

You know...

Do not tell him
that she's peeing.

I do feel bad
for the little guys,

but Emma and the campers
are counting on me.

Well, Shelly's counting
on you too.

And so are we.

Please, Ravi.

Please.

Oh, very well.

I shall spare them.

Yay!

Thank you, Ravi.

You are welcome.

Now, perhaps you can help me
figure out what I'm going to
serve to everyone.

Save the three campers
who requested a kosher meal.

LOU: Camp Kikiwaka,

prepare to be awed by a squad
of Cape Cod decapods.

EMMA:
The Lobster Brothers.

(ALL CHEERING)

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

♪ We are the
Lobster Brothers who
are here to entertain all you

♪ We'll dance and sing
and kick our claws

♪ Anything for your applause

(ALL BOOING)

This isn't working.
What gave it away?
All the booing?

Don't worry, angry mob,

you haven't seen our
Papa Lobster dance yet.

(BOOING)

This is a disaster.
This is the worst
Lobster Festival ever.

(HEAVY FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
(BUBBLING)

What is that?
I have no idea.

(MONSTROUS SOUNDS)

(CAMPERS SCREAMING)

Lobzilla!

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

(ALL SCREAMING)

(ELECTRICAL BUZZING)

(CAMPERS SCREAMING)

Oops.

Did they like it?

Define "like."

It's just Zuri and Finn.

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

I knew that the whole time.

Finn! You made a mess again.

But the campers loved it.

They're not booing anymore.

You guys are
the Lobster Brothers?

No. There was a slight mix-up
with the Lobster Brothers,

so we had to improvise.

Which wasn't going
that great.

You can say that again.

Until you guys showed up
with your giant lobster
and saved the day.

Which was the plan all along.

And his name is Lobzilla.

So, you should thank Finn.

This was all his idea.

Thank you, Finn.

We owe you big time.

You're welcome.

And I have a lot
of other great ideas.

Where can I find 30 gallons
of kerosene and a kite?

He's just joking.

You're joking, right?

(WHISPERING) Just nod.

LOU: Okay, campers.

Glad you enjoyed our show.

And now for the perfect ending
for the perfect
Lobster Festival.

Ravi, bring out the lobster.

(CAMPERS CHEER)

CAMPERS: Ew!

What are those?

This year, to save
the precious lives
of the real lobsters

I have decided to serve
tofu-obster.

(CAMPERS BOOING)

Okay, it might not be
quite as tasty
as the real thing,

but if you dunk it
in enough butter...

Get him!
(SCREAMING)

I say next year
we start a new tradition,

Pizza Fest.

(ALL BOOING)

Ravi, bring out the pizza.

ALL: Yeah!

Okay, this year, since we
do not want to steal milk
from unwilling cows,

I went with...

All Cheese-less Pizza.

(ALL BOOING)

Get him!
(SCREAMING)

(ALL BOOING)

Ravi, bring out
the jalapeno poppers.

ALL: Yay!

Here we are.

Delicious jalapeno poppers.

Made with real,
actual jalapenos, right?

(SCOFFS) Of course. There will
be no attacking me this year.

Wait. Where are
the dipping sauces?

Darn it!
(ALL BOOING)

Get him!
(SCREAMING)