Original subtitles

♪ Got a band

that's really cool ♪

♪ Stealing words

from you know who ♪

♪ Playing gigs when we can ♪

♪ Trying to impress our fans ♪

♪ Older sister goes berserk ♪

♪ Her temper is

her biggest quirk ♪

♪ I got a plan

that might just work ♪

♪ Now, we're gonna rock

and we're gonna roll ♪

♪ We are Grojband, whoa! ♪

(RECORD PLAYS A SLOW TUNE)

SO IT SPINS

AND MUSIC JUST... PLAYS?

YEP.

THEY CAME BEFORE CDS.

KON:

YOU MEAN COASTERS?

AND WHAT CAME BEFORE

RECORDS?

NOTHING.

I THINK IT WAS ALWAYS

JUST RECORDS.

COREY:

GOOD NEWS!

I'VE GOT CHICKEN POX!

LANEY:

HOW IS THAT GOOD NEWS?

WE CAN'T PLAY GIGS

IF YOU'RE ALL POX'ED UP.

THAT'S EXACTLY

THE KIND OF THINKING

KEEPING US POXERS DOWN.

WE NEED TO BRING AWARENESS

TO THE FACT THAT THE POX ROCKS

BY THROWING A PARTY!

LANEY:

BUT THE POX ARE

MAJORLY CONTAGIOUS!

KON:

CHICKEN POX AREN'T CONTAGIOUS!

MY NEW DANCE MOVES

ARE CONTAGIOUS.

(HIP HOP TUNE PLAYS)

KIN:

HE'S RIGHT;

I CAUGHT THE GROOVE!

OOH YEAH!

COME ON!

CONTAGE IT!

LOOK!

THEY'RE ALREADY SPREADING.

CORE, NOBODY'LL COME

TO THIS PARTY

KNOWING THEY'LL GET CHICKEN POX.

THEN WHY IS IT

ALREADY HAPPENING?

(CHEERING)

I TOLD THEM

I'D GIVE THEM THE POX

AND THEY'D GET A WEEK

OFF SCHOOL.

WHAT CAN GO WRONG?

♪ Chicken pox are itchy! ♪

...AND THEN PRINCE NICK

GAVE PRINCESS TRINA A KISS

AND THEY LIVED HAPPILY

EVER AFTER.

THANKS, MINSKY.

TIME TO NAP.

BUT FIRST, I WANT A DRINK

OF STILL WATER.

(SNAPS HER FINGERS)

BAND AND PARTY CROWD: POX!

(WATER RIPPLES)

MINA! IF I WANTED

RIPPLING WATER,

I WOULD'VE SAID SO.

COREY AND PARTY CROWD:

(CHANTING) POX! POX! POX!

(GROANS)

WHAT ARE THEY CHANTING?

COREY AND PARTY CROWD:

POX! POX! POX! POX!

POX! POX! POX!

THEY'RE SAYING "POX!"

I'VE NEVER HAD

THE CHICKEN POX!

THERE'S NO WAY THAT PLAGUE PILE

IS GETTING NEAR ME,

AND THERE'S EVEN MORE

NO WAY COREY'S BAND

IS GONNA MAKE A COOL GIG

OUT OF IT!

MINA? HOTLINE PHONE!

(PHONE RINGS)

MELLOW.

SPOTS? SCRATCHING?

SAY NO MORE.

IT'S HAPPENING, MOTHER.

THE POX OF CHICKEN

HAS COME TO PEACEVILLE.

I'M THE ONLY THING

STANDING BETWEEN THIS CITY

AND A RAGIN' CONTAGION!

SO WE'RE POXED!

ARE WE NOT HUMAN?

DO WE NOT BLEED

WHEN WE SCRATCH?

THE POX AREN'T THE WORST

AND IT'S TIME EVERYONE KNOWS IT!

PARTY CROWD:

POX ROCKS! POX ROCKS! POX ROCKS!

UM, CORE?

ROCKING THE POX MIGHT BE EASIER

WITH, YOU KNOW,

SOME LYRICS?

DON'T HARSH THE PARTY MELLOW.

WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS TRYING

TO BURST OUR BUBBLE?

WHY DID YOU EMPHASIZE

MELLOW AND BUBBLE

IN A FORESHADOWY KINDA WAY?

DID I? I THOUGHT IT WAS MORE

"PUNNY" THAN FORESHADOWY.

I WOULD LOVE TO SEE

COREY'S FACE

WHEN HE REALIZES HIS DISEASED

PARTY IS LIKE TOTALLY-

MINA, WHY IS THIS AIR

SO HARD?!

MAYOR MELLOW:

THIS POX-HOUSE IS TROUBLE

AND TROUBLE BELONGS

IN A BUBBLE.

TRINA:

WHAT?! YOU'RE QUARANTINING ME?

QUARANTINING IS SUCH A HARD WORD

TO SPELL,

BUT YES -

FOR 9 DAYS,

AND NO ONE SCRATCHES.

OVER THERE, YOU'LL FIND

ANTI-SCRATCH MITTS

AND SCARY OUTBREAK SUITS.

TRINA:

YOU CAN'T, LIKE, DO THIS

AND JUNK!

THEN WHY IS IT

ALREADY HAPPENING?

(DING)

PARTY CROWD:

POX ROCKS! POX ROCKS!

POX ROCKS! POX ROCKS!

TIME TO GIVE THIS PARTY

A DOSE OF TRINA-CILLIN.

(ZAPPING, WHIMPERING)

(GASPS)

(ZAPPING,

PAINED MOANS)

WELL, THIS IS A SHOCKING

TURN OF EVENTS.

TRINA:

YOUR SICKLY SOIREE

IS UNDER QUARANTINE

FOR, LIKE, 9 DAYS.

NO ESCAPE,

AND NO SCRATCHING!

COREY:

IF WE CAN'T SCRATCH,

WE'LL JUST MAKE

THE PARTY FUN AGAIN

BY PLAYING OUR INSTRUMENTS,

WHICH I'M GOING TO POINT AT

WITH BOTH HANDS,

RIGHT NOW.

WHA?!

TRINA:

HAVE FUN TRYING TO, LIKE,

THRASH THIS BASH

WITH YOUR HANDS

IN BANDS.

NOW I'M BORED.

CALLING MELLOW WAS

YOUR WORST IDEA EVER, MINA.

BLURT OUT A BETTER ONE.

UM... YOU COULD...

TALK TO HUNKY NICK MALLORY?

NICK MALLORY SAYS

THE SECRET TO A COOL LEAN

IS NOT NEEDING ANYTHING

TO LEAN ON.

COOL LEAN, NICK.

OVEN MITTS?

HEY, WHY DON'T YOU

HAVE THE POX?

NICK DOES HAVE THE POX.

NICK JUST DOESN'T

DO SPOTS.

(HEAVENLY CHOIR SINGS)

NICK SAYS,

"LATER, SPOTS."

LANEY:

HOW ARE WE GONNA

ROCK OUT NOW, CORE?

OUR MUSIC MAKERS

ARE ALL CAGED UP!

KINDA WISH I HADN'T INVITED

THE SCHOOL PARTY CRITIC NOW.

LANEY:

YOU INVITED PARTY DAN-IMAL?

GOOD PARTY SPACE?

CHECK.

ORIGINAL THEME?

CHECK.

COSTUMES PROVIDED?

CHECK.

DON'T YOU REMEMBER WHAT HAPPENED

TO THE TANANA SISTERS

WHEN THEIR STOMACH FLU

THEMED PARTY FAILED?

(GROANING)

SO MUCH PUKE,

SO LITTLE GUAC.

PARTY FAIL!

LANEY:

HE GAVE IT HIS LOWEST

PARTY RATING EVER:

AWESOME!

OUT OF A POSSIBLE

TEN AWESOMES!

C'MON,

THIS ISN'T THAT BAD.

A POX PARTY

WITH NO SCRATCHING?

THIS SHINDIG IS SAILIN'

FOR A FAILIN'!

ON SECOND THOUGHT...

KIN, WHAT DO YOU HAVE AT HOME

THAT CAN GET THESE MITTS OFF?

HMM... CHAINSAW?

DANGEROUS,

IRRESPONSIBLE...

PERFECT.

YOU GUYS BUST OUTTA THE BUBBLE

AND GET THE CHAINSAW

WHILE LANEY AND I GET

EVERYBODY'S MINDS OFF THE POX.

HOW DO YOU SUGGEST WE TAKE

PEOPLE'S MIND OFF THE POX

WITHOUT MUSIC?

"DADDY-O'S ANNUAL PARTY MANUAL,

'50S EDITION!"

(DING)

HOT POTATO!

HOLD IT 'TIL IT BURNS,

THEN PASS IT ON.

LESSON LEARNED.

GO!

(SIZZLING)

THE OVEN MITTS KINDA

TAKE THE URGENCY

OUT OF HOT POTATO,

CORE.

SO THEY DO.

BUT IT'S NOTHING A GAME

OF CHARADES CAN'T FIX.

PARTY KID:

ONE WORD? TWO WORDS?

THREE? FOUR? FIVE? SIX?!

THE ONLY CONCEIVABLE

ANSWER IS,

"SUPER LAME GROJBAND

CHICKEN POXPARTAY."

(SLAP, ZAPPING,

PAINED MOANS)

♪ Oven mitts are ouchy! ♪

READY TO LAUNCH

THROUGH THAT BUBBLE, BRO?

AFFIRMATIVE.

ON YOUR MARK,

GET SET... (SCREAMS)

AAAGGGGHHHHHHH!

THIS IS NOT THE FIRST TIME

I'VE TRAPPED KIDS

IN A BUBBLE, BOYS.

OOF!

WELL, SETTING UP

A "RUSTY GARDEN TOOL

SCRATCHING CENTER"

DIDN'T WORK.

(GRUNTING)

FACE IT! THESE PREHISTORIC GAMES

JUST AREN'T CUTTING IT.

PARTY DAN-IMAL:

MY MAIN MAN IS RIGHT.

THIS PARTY IS DEADER

THAN A PLAYFUL POSSUM,

SO MY RATING HAS TO BE...

DOUBLE AWESOME.

DOUBLE AWESOME?!

WE'RE RUINED!

MAYBE WE'RE GOING

ABOUT THIS WRONG.

JUST BECAUSE THE PARTY

CAN'T SCRATCH,

DOESN'T MEAN WE CAN'T.

NOW, WHERE'S THAT TURNTABLE?

HMM...

(ZAPPING)

(SAW WHIRS)

AGGHHHH!

BOILING WAX.

IS THERE ANY HOLE

YOU CAN'T PLUG?

(SAW WHIRS)

AGGGHHHHH!

WHOA! WE WERE ALMOST

WAX STATUES!

I'D LOOK MORE SURPRISED,

BUT MY EYEBROWS ARE GONE.

COREY:

YOINK! I'M GONNA NEED THIS

FOR A LITTLE SCRATCH FEST.

ALL WE NEED NOW

ARE SOME LYRICS.

AND HOW DO YOU SUGGEST

WE GET THEM?

TRINA:

IT'S SO, DOUBLE-LIKE,

EXTRA-COOL!

NICK JUST PUTS HIS WEIGHT

ON NICK'S ELBOW,

THEN PUTS HIS COOL

IN NICK'S CHEST FOR BALANCE.

LIKE THIS?

OOF!

NOPE.

WE NEED TO PROVE

THE POX ROCKS.

AND I KNOW JUST THE SOMEONE

WHO'D LOVE TO GET POXY.

♪ Wicked cool transition ♪

COREY:

I KNOW YOU'RE ALL ANGRY,

BUT LET'S NOT FORGET

WHAT THIS PARTY WAS FOR:

TO SHOW THAT THE POX ROCKS!

PARTY DAN-IMAL:

WHAT'D'YA GOT FOR US,

POX-PUSHER?!

SPIN THE BOTTLE!

TRINA:

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

SPIN THE BOTTLE?

I'M IN!

BUT YOU'LL GET

THE CHICKEN POX!

NOOOO.

I'LL GET THE NICK-EN-POX

THE SUPER GREATEST POX EVER!

FACT.

LISTEN,

YOU FLAKY-SKINNED DORKS.

THIS GAME IS INVITE ONLY

AND YOU'VE ALL BEEN,

LIKE, OUT-VITED!

PARTY CROWD:

AWWWW.

(BOTTLE WHOOSHES)

MINA!

(STRUGGLING GRUNTS)

LIPS?

IT'S JOY TIME.

PARTY KID:

HEY, NICK!

LOOK AT ME FOR NO REASON!

THANKS.

MINA:

TRINA! NICK IS ALL OVER

YOUR SKIN!

SWOOOON!

(WHOOSHING)

♪♪

(PEN RASPS)

(BUBBLES POP)

(SIGHS)

COREY:

(HEAVENLY CHOIR SINGS)

BAM!

TIME TO SCRATCH THIS LAME-FEST

ONTO THE BEST-PARTY-EVER LIST!

(SCRATCHING)

(Rapping)

♪ Were stuck in this garage

Yeah, were locked in ♪

♪ My face is getting itchy

and I'm shedding my skin! ♪

♪ But since we're all here

and we've gotta dope track ♪

♪ Wave your hands in the air

from the front to the back! ♪

♪ Even though my head

is getting very dizzy ♪

♪ I think it's time

we all got busy ♪

♪ Let's throw down some rhymes

and pull up our socks ♪

♪ Let's say it together:

Chicken pox rocks! ♪

Chorus:

♪ Chicken pox rocks! ♪

♪ Yo, I don't mind

being this sick ♪

♪ I'm stuck in this garage

but I'm here with Nick! ♪

♪ This ain't so bad

because this party is rad ♪

♪ This may the best skin

condition I've ever had! ♪

♪ This party scene

is under quarantine ♪

♪ And I'm keen to screen

this lean mean rap machine! ♪

♪ This beat is pumpin',

you know what I mean! ♪

♪ So let's party it up

until they find a vaccine! ♪

♪ Yo, DJ, scratch it up

one time! ♪

Chorus:

♪ Chicken pox rocks! ♪

(SCRATCHING)

♪ Chicken pox rocks! ♪

♪ We're rocking the pox! ♪

POX POP AND LOX!

THIS PARTY IS OFFICIALLY

TEN AWESOMES PLUS!

KIN:

AGGHHHH!

BEST DAY-OFF-SCHOOL EVER.

KON:

YUP. DIDN'T LEARN A THING.

THANKS, COREY.

I THINK WE'VE LEARNED THAT SOME

DISEASES ARE MORE FUN TO HAVE

THAN NOT TO HAVE.

AND THE BEST DISEASE?

PARTY FEVER.

FUN TO CATCH, FUN TO SPREAD,

AND IMPOSSIBLE TO STOP.

ALL WE CAN DO IS QUARANTINE

OURSELVES IN A PARTY BUBBLE

AND ROCK UNTIL WE'RE WELL ENOUGH

TO CATCH IT AGAIN!

MAYOR MELLOW:

SOUNDS FUN, SON.

WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO

FOR THE NEXT 8 DAYS?

LANEY:

YEAH, CORE.

CAREFUL, LANES.

THE ONLY CURE FOR PARTY FEVER

IS A WET BLANKET.

THANKS FOR COMING OUT,

EVERYONE.

LANEY:

(KNOCKS) KON!

(GRUNTS WITH ANNOYANCE)

QUIT PLAYING GIANT

WITH THE TINY SOAPS!

WE GOTTA PRACTICE!

KON:

I'M NOT DOING THAT -

THIS TIME.

GUYS, LOOK! IT'S CAPTAIN CARNIE

AND THE BUBBLE BUNCH BAND!

HE'S A SHIP CAPTAIN

WHO WORKS AT A CARNIVAL?

THEY'RE A COLOURFUL BAND

IN A BUBBLE?

(CRICKETS CHIRP)

KON:

ARE THERE CRICKETS OUT THERE

OR WAS THAT AN AWKWARD PAUSE?

COME ON, GUYS,

THE BUBBLE BUNCH

WAS AN INSPIRATION!

TRY ABOMINATION,

LIKE ALL PUPPETS!

COREY:

PUPPETS?

IF LEGENDARY FRONT-MAN

BOBBY BLUE WAS JUST A PUPPET,

WOULD HE HAVE INSPIRED ME

TO START MY OWN BAND?

KON:

NOT LIKELY!

FREEZE FRAME.

ARE YOU SAYING YOUR DINKUS BAND

ONLY EXISTS

BECAUSE OF THE BUBBLE BUNCH?!

FOR SURE -

MINUS THE MEAN STUFF.

I SHOULD DESTROY

THE BUBBLE BUNCH!

I SHOULD THANK

THE BUBBLE BUNCH!

MEH.

KON:

HEY, GUYS? WHAT ARE WE DOING

THIS EPISODE?

♪ Toilet paper wipe! ♪

IF THOSE PUPPETS INSPIRED

MY BROTHER TO PLAY MUSIC,

I'LL BET HE'D BE LIKE TOTALLY

OUT-SPIRED TO PLAY MUSIC

IF THOSE SAME PUPPETS

GOT DESTROYED.

I NEVER KNEW

YOU HATED PUPPETS.

I SUPER NEVER

TALK ABOUT IT.

BUT I'LL REMEMBER IT

IN MY HEAD...

PRETTY PUPPET!

(GIGGLES)

(SHRIEKS)

SCARY PUPPET!

SCARY PUPPET!

HELP ME, PRETTY PUPPET!

(THUNDER STRIKES,

SHRIEKS)

CAPTAIN CARNIE:

HEY, KIDS!

ALL:

HEY, CAPTAIN!

WHAT'S THAT SOUND

GOIN' ON, KIDS?

IT'S THE BUBBLE BUNCH BAND!

IT SHO' IS!

AHOY THERE, KIDS!

STEP RIGHT UP,

STEP RIGHT UP!

COME ONE, COME ALL.

BE THE FIRST TO SEE

THE BUBBLE BUNCH BAND

PLAY THEIR NEW JAMBOREE!

♪ No one's happier

than the bubble bunch band ♪

♪ We're the awesomest band

in all the land ♪

(GASPS) IT'S BOBBY BLUE!

AND HE HASN'T AGED A BIT!

♪ Especially if you buy

our merchandise ♪

(FIZZLING)

COREY: BOBBY BLUE!

♪ Get your parents to buy... ♪

RANDY RED!

GARY GREEN!

YUSUF YELLOW!

WHAT'S HAPPENING?!

NOOOOOOOOO!

HOW ARE YOU ALL

STILL PLAYING?

♪ Sing along with us

that would be so niceeeee... ♪

(SHRIEKING)

WHERE'S YOUR INSPIRATION NOW,

COREY?

THAT'S RIGHT,

I MELTED IT.

WELL, ACTUALLY,

I MELTED IT.

(SCREAMS)

SCARY PUPPET!

(EXTINGUISHER SPURTS)

IT DON'T LOOK GOOD,

FELLAS.

BAND'S ALL MELTED INTO GOO.

'COURSE I SEEN WORSE

IN THE NAVY:

SHARKS,

SAILOR GUTS,

SHARKS PUKING UP SAILOR GUTS.

BUT YOU KIDS DON'T NEED

THAT STORY.

BOTH:

AWWWWWWW!

CAPTAIN CARNIE,

THE BUBBLE BUNCH BAND

INSPIRED ME TO MAKE MUSIC

WHEN I WAS A KID.

SO WE'RE GONNA TAKE

THEIR PLACES

AND INSPIRE KIDS

THE SAME WAY THEY DID!

CAPTAIN CARNIE:

TELL YOU WHAT, KIDS.

IF YOU CAN TURN YOURSELVES

INTO AN ANIMATRONIC PUPPET BAND

WITH A BRAND NEW SONG

BY 0800 HOURS TOMORROW-

SOUNDS REASONABLE.

THEN YOU'LL HAVE YOURSELVES

A DEAL.

COREY:

CAN YOU BELIEVE WE'RE GOING TO

BE THE NEXT BUBBLE BUNCH BAND?!

THIS IS A DREAM COME TRUE!

IT'S YOUR DREAM COME TRUE.

I JUST CAN'T WATCH YOU FAIL.

HOPEFULLY,

I'LL GROW OUT OF THAT.

BUT HOW ARE WE GOING

TO TURN OURSELVES

INTO ANANIMATRONIC

PUPPET BAND

AND WRITE A NEW SONG

BY 8:00 TOMORROW MORNING?

GOT ME!

BUT I DID ORDER PUPPETS!

THEY'LL BE ARRIVING

RIGHT ABOUT...

(DOORBELL RINGS)

THERE WE GO.

KON:

WHICH ONE'S MINE?

I KNOW, RIGHT?

THEY'RE IDENTICAL TWINS.

JUST LIKE US!

UM... THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG

WITH MINE.

NOPE.

SPITTING IMAGE.

SO ACCURATE.

(FLAMES WHOOSH,

GROWLS)

♪ The puppet looks like a dude ♪

I MELT COREY'S INSPIRATION

AND HE MAKES AN EVEN GROSSER

PUPPET BAND?!

THIS CALLS FOR

AN EVEN GROSSER-ER PLAN!

WILL I GET BURNED AGAIN?

OH, YOU'LL FIND OUT, MINS.

ALL IN GOOD TIME,

ALL IN GOOD TIME...

IS NOW A GOOD TIME?

YES,

NOW IS A GOOD TIME.

COREY:

THIS IS GREAT, GUYS.

WITH THESE MO-CAP SUITS,

WE CAN CONTROL THE PUPPETS

FROM BACKSTAGE.

THEY'LL MIMIC OUR EVERY MOVE!

STOP HITTING YOURSELF!

STOP HITTING YOURSELF!

STOP HITTING YOURSELF!

(SLAP)

(GIGGLING)

SILLY PUPPET.

KIN:

GROSS! MINE'S PICKIN' HIS NOSE!

(LAUGHING)

LANEY:

ALL RIGHT, CHILDREN,

PLAYTIME'S OVER!

WE'VE GOT A PUPPET PERFORMANCE

TO PULL TOGETHER PRONTO.

(SONG ENDS)

COREY:

THAT WAS AWESOME!

THERE'S LESS THAN NO WAY

THOSE FREAKY THINGS

ARE GOING ON TV

WITHOUT BEING BLAMMO-ED.

PUT THE BOOM THINGS

INSIDE THOSE PUPPETS!

MINA:

OOF! AGH!

IF YOU GET CAUGHT,

I SO DETONATE.

(GULPS)

♪♪

(SLITHERING)

(CLUNKING)

KNOCK OFF THE SLITHERING,

MINA.

WHERE IS EVERYONE?

THEY WENT

FOR CHOCOLATE MILK.

(SLURPS)

OOH, CAN I HAVE IT?

THERE'S NONE LEFT.

KEEP STUFFING.

(SLURPS)

♪ No more milk for Mina ♪

THIS IS IT!

WE'RE ABOUT TO FULFILL

A LIFELONG DREAM

TO USE PUPPETS TO INSPIRE KIDS

TO LOVE MUSIC!

EVEN THOUGH THAT PUPPET PART

IS PRETTY RECENT.

THAT'S GREAT, CORE.

INSPIRE THEM

WITH WHAT EXACTLY?

CAPTAIN CARNIE:

YOU GOTTA SING A NEW SONG.

A NEEEEW SONG.

I'M ACTUALLY HERE.

AGGGGHHHHHH!

HEEEEYYYY, EVERYBODY!

OKAY, CARNIE KIDS!

GIVE A BIG OL' HOWDY-HO

TO THE BRAND NEW GROJ GANG!

(KIDS CHEER)

KON:

DID WE FORGET

THE LYRICS AGAIN?

KIN:

THAT SEEMS TO BE

A RUNNING THEME.

COREY:

LET'S BRIGHT SIDE THIS:

WE HAD A PRETTY GOOD RUN OF LUCK

UNTIL NOW!

RIGHT, GUYS?

(METAL CLUNKS

AND SCREECHES)

WE MIGHT HAVE A MUTINY

ON OUR HANDS, CARNIE KID.

(DEEP MANLY VOICE)

ARR! JUST SAY THE WORD, SIR.

I CAN HAVE THEM SINKING

TO THE BOTTOM OF THE SEA

IN SIX MINUTES.

IS THAT IT?

DO I PUSH THE BUTTON?

I CAN'T TELL

WHAT'S HAPPENING.

WHO CARES?

MAKE BLAMMO!

(LOUD BOOM AND SPLAT)

CAPTAIN CARNIE:

HIT THE DECK!

LANEY:

WHAT WAS THAT?

(SCREAMING)

(CRYING).

HELP!

TRINA:

(EVIL CACKLE)

MEGA PROPS!

THAT WAS SO NOT SUCKY!

OH THANKS, TRINA!

I WAS TALKING TO ME.

COREY'S GOOROJBAND

GOT TOTES BLOWN UP.

INSPIRATION OVER,

SHAME BEGINS.

CREEPY PUPPETS DIE.

TRINA WINS!

I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE SAM-HILL

HAPPENED OUT THERE.

YOU GOT TWO MINUTES BEFORE

WE COME BACK FROM COMMERCIAL,

AND THEM PUPPETS

BETTER BE SINGING!

I'M NINETY-SEVEN PERCENT SURE.

THESE PUPPETS WERE NOT DESIGNED

TO EXPLODE GOO EVERYWHERE!

IT WAS TRINA!

SHE'S BEEN AFRAID

OF PUPPETS

EVER SINCE SHE WAS "TRAUMATIZED"

AS A LITTLER KID.

SHE HATES PUPPETS!

SHE'S NOT YOUR BIGGEST FAN,

EITHER.

SO WHAT DO WE DO?

IT'S LIKE THEY SAY...

A NEW DAY,

A NEW PILE OF SCARY PUPPETS.

KON:

THEY SUUUURE DO.

♪ Wicked cool transition ♪

TRINA:

LET'S BOOK, MINS.

WE'VE GOT A WHOLE AFTERNOON

OF GLOATING TO DO.

(WHIMPERS)

WHAT'S HAPPENING?

COREY-BOT:

HA, HA, HA, HA!

CHILL, MINS!

IT'S PROB JUST COREY

CRYING OUT IN ANGUISH

OVER HIS MEGA-ANNIHILATION.

COREY-BOT:

REEEEVEEEENNNNNGE!

EITHER THAT OR HIS PUPPETS

HAVE RISEN FROM THE TRASH

TO EXACT REVENGE ON US

FOR BLOWING THEM UP.

PUPPETS ARE NOT A JOKE,

MINA!

COREY-BOT:

TRIIINNAAA...

YOU DID THIS TO ME.

(GASPS)

IT WAS HER PLAN! HERS!

SHE MADE ME DO IT!

I DIDN'T WANT TO.

I LOVE PUPPETS!

MINA:

TRINA! REMEMBER MEEEEE...

(SCREAMING)

REEEEVEEEENNNNNGE!

TRINA:

(SCREAMS) SCARY PUPPET!

BLLLLAAAAARRRRR...

TRINA:

(SCREAMS)

SCARY PUPPET!

(SCREAMS)

PLEASE, SCARY DUDE PUPPET, NO!

LANEY-BOT:

I'M NOT A DUDE!

I MEAN, REEEEVEEEENNNNNNGE!

ALL:

REEEEVEEEENNNNNGE!

(SCREAMS)

♪♪

(PEN RASPS)

(GOO SPLATS)

(PEN SCRIBBLES)

(SIZZLING)

(HEAVENLY CHOIR SINGS)

COREY:

HELLO SWEET LYRICS!

LANEY:

WE STILL GOT

ONE PROBLEM THOUGH!

THESE PUPPETS ARE TOAST.

LIKE I DON'T HAVE

A BACKUP PLAN?

LET'S GIVE A BIG CARNIE CLAP,

AGING, FER...

THE GROJ GANG!

(KIDS CHEER)

♪ This one's for you,

Bobby Blue ♪

♪ I'm running from the puppets ♪

♪ 'Cause they want me dead ♪

♪ I hope that I don't lose

my beautiful head! ♪

♪ Their noses are plastic,

but I fear they can smell ♪

♪ Their eyes are

like windows... ♪

♪ Straight into heck! ♪

♪ Sing it with me! ♪

♪ I'm running

from the puppets ♪

♪ 'Cause they want me dead ♪

♪ I hope that I don't lose

my beautiful head ♪

♪ Their noses are plastic,

but I fear they can smell ♪

♪ Their eyes are like windows ♪

♪ Straight into heck! ♪

♪ And this could happen

to you! ♪

CAPTAIN CARNIE:

I WANNA THANK YOU, GROJBAND,

FOR A JOB WELL DONE.

I'D SAY YOU EARNED YOURSELVES

A FULL-TIME GIG.

DOOOOH!

OH, FORGET IT.

I'LL JUST GROW A BEARD.

COREY:

THANKS, CAPTAIN CARNIE,

BUT AS MUCH AS I LOVE

THE BUBBLE BUNCH,

I DON'T THINK IT'S FOR US.

PUPPETS MIGHT INSPIRE,

BUT THEY CAN ALSO TERRIFY.

WHEN YOU PULL

A PERSON'S STRINGS,

YOU MIGHT PULL SO HARD

THEY COME APART,

AND INSTEAD OF INSPIRATION,

THEY MIGHT BE FILLED

WITH SOMETHING

THAT WAITS TO EXPLODE!

(BIKE WHEELS SQUEAK)

PRETTY CREEPY, CORE,

BUT YOU COULD'VE TURNED THAT

INTO A SONG.

I DON'T KNOW, LANES.

IT FEELS A LITTLE "MECHANICAL"

TO ME.

THANKS FOR COMING OUT,

EVERYONE!