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 just might work ♪

♪ Now, we're gonna rock

and we're gonna roll ♪

♪ We are Grojband, whoa! ♪

LANEY:

WHEN YOU SAID YOU HAD SOMETHING

COOL TO SHOW ME,

I FIGURED IT'D BE BETTER

THAN GUM FLAVOURED GUM.

GROSS!

BUT IT'S SO GOOD!

I WISH COREY WAS HERE

TO TRY IT.

WHERE IS HE TODAY?

(ELEVATOR MUSIC PLAYS)

HE'S PROBABLY OUT DOING

SOMETHING TOTALLY RAD.

(ELEVATOR MUSIC PLAYS)

YEAH! CORE'S ALWAYS

TOTALLY UPBEAT!

(GARAGE DOOR RATTLES OPEN,

BREATHING HEAVY)

LANEY:

WHOA! CORE, WHERE YA BEEN?

I WAS STUCK

IN THE ELEVATOR

AND I HAD TO LISTEN

TO FORTY-ONE AND A HALF MINUTES

OF ELEVATOR MUSIC!

(GROWLS)

HMM. AS I SUSPECTED.

YOUR EARDRUMS HAVE

EXPERIENCED TRAUMA,

AND YOUR HEAD LOOKS

REALLY ANGRY INSIDE.

ELEVATOR MUSIC HAS BEEN LAME

FOR TOO LONG,

AND IT'S TIME WE FIXED IT.

YEAH! RIGHT?

YOU CAN'T JUST FIX

ELEVATOR MUSIC.

ROCK LORE TELLS US IT'S EVIL

FOR A REASON.

BROTHER,

SHALL WE ILLUMINATE?

WE SHALL!

ELEVATOR MUSIC IS BORN

IN THE UNDERWORLD,

SENT UP INTO ELEVATOR SHAFTS

TO TORMENT HUMANITY.

THIS DARK MAGIC IS THE WORK

OF THE BUTTON-KEEPER,

AN EVIL MONSTER...

KIN:

AND THE ONLY WAY DOWN

IS TO SUMMON THE NETHERVATOR

BY CHANTING

A MAGICAL INCANTATION.

SO WHAT'S THE CHANT?

YOU KNOW, JUST SO I DON'T

ACCIDENTALLY SAY IT.

NOPE! THERE'S NO WAY

YOU'LL MAKE US SAY,

"GOING DOWN. BASEMENT FLOOR.

LOVELY WEATHER WE'RE HAVING."

(GASPS)

(FIRE WHOOSHES, RUMBLING)

(ELEVATOR DINGS)

(GASPS)

THE NETHERVATOR!

SEE? IT'S A SIGN!

IT WANTS US TO FIX

ELEVATOR MUSIC.

QUICK, GRAB THE GEAR!

(GRUNTING)

LANEY:

CORE, RIDING A HAUNTED ELEVATOR

WE HAD TO SUMMON

TO GO TO THE UNDERWORLD

SEEMS RISKY,

DOESN'T IT?

THANKS, LANES,

I'LL TAKE THAT UNDER ADVISEMENT.

WATCH YOUR STEP!

TIME TO ROCK

THE UNDERWORLD!

NOW, WHICH BUTTON DO I PRESS?

HMM...

THIS ONE WITH THE FIERY SKULL

SEEMS PROMISING.

(LAUGHING,

THE BAND GROANS)

HEY, IF WE'RE RIDING THIS THING

TO OUR FIERY END,

I WANNA HAVE FUN.

♪ This is gonna take awhile ♪

UGG! I JUST WANNA TRAP

ME AND NICK MALLORY

TOGETHER SOMEWHERE

SO HE'LL FALL IN LOVE WITH ME

AND JUNK.

WHY IS THIS SO HARD?

MINA!

YUCK! WHAT HAPPENED

TO YOUR "FACE"?

I'LL JUST PUSH NICK

INTO THIS HUGE WEB

AND HE'LL BE MINE FOREVER!

NOW TO TEST IT.

MINA!

YAY! SUCCESS!

OOH! THERE'S NICK!

NICK SAYS

THE BIRD-WATCHING BADGE

WILL COMPLETE

HIS COOL SCOUT SASH.

OH NO, HE'S LEAVING!

BRB, MINA!

(HISS)

TOTAL WEB FAIL.

IDEA NOW!

UH, YOU COULD USE

THAT ELEVATOR

AND TRAP NICK IN THERE?

I HAVE AN ELEVATOR?

(GASP) IT'S THE PERFECT PLACE

TO TRAP NICK!

WE'LL TOTALLY BE ABLE TO HEAR

OUR HEARTS BEATING TOGETHER

AND STUFF!

(ELEVATOR MUSIC PLAYS)

SO HOW 'BOUT...

THE SPORTS GAME?

YEP. OH, YEAH.

GOOD GAME.

(ELEVATOR DINGS)

WOW! THIS PLACE HAS A REAL

"DOOMED FOR ETERNITY" VIBE.

LET'S NOT GET TRAPPED

IN HERE FOREVER. COOL?

LANEY:

COOL. BUT... WHERE IS EVERYBODY?

OTIS:

I AM EVERYBODY.

ALL:

AGGGHHHHHH!

THE NAME'S OTIS.

WELCOME TO MY FANTASTIC KINGDOM

OF ROCK AND FIRE!

(FLAMES ROAR)

YOU'RE THE BUTTON KEEPER?

DUDE, YOU LOOKED SO DIFFERENT

IN OUR FANTASY.

KON:

RAR! HEHE.

IT'S PROBABLY

THIS DAZZLING HAT!

YOU CAN'T INTIMIDATE US!

WE'RE HERE TO TELL YOU

THAT ELEVATOR MUSIC IS LAME!

AND IF THE TRUTH WERE DONUTS,

YOU'D HAVE A DOZEN.

IT IS LAME!

HMM. I THOUGHT I'D HAVE

TO FIGHT YOU ON THAT.

WHATEVER.

WE CAME TO MAKE IT ROCK!

SO YOU CAN FORGET ABOUT MAKING

ANY MORE ELEVATOR TUNES!

OH, THIS ISN'T WHERE

ELEVATOR MUSIC IS MADE!

NO-NO-NO. THIS IS WHERE

I TRAP IT FOR ALL ETERNITY!

(LAUGHS)

NEAT, HUH?

FACTS ARE HAZY

IN ROCK LORE.

UH, OTIS?

SEEMS I WAS MISINFORMED.

MY BAD.

WE'LL JUST HEAD HOME NOW.

SORRY TO BOTHER YOU.

IT'S TAKING YOU A WHILE

TO PRESS THAT BUTTON, HUH?

I KNOW, RIGHT?!

THERE! SO FINALLY!

(DING)

(SCREAMING)

YES! NOW...

HOW DO I GET NICK

TO STOP CHASING BIRDS

AND START CHASING

GETTING TRAPPED WITH ME...

♪ Trina's got an evil plan ♪

(PECKING)

NICK MALLORY:

NICK CAN'T BELIEVE HE'S WATCHING

A RARE FEATHERED FOLLOWER

FROM THIS SUSPICIOUSLY PLACED

ELEVATOR.

WHAT A PRETTY BIRD!

PRETTY? THAT'S IT!

SHOW'S OVER!

MINA:

HOLD THE DOOR!

HI, NICK.

HOW DO YA LIKE MY NEW

VERY OWN ELEVATOR THINGY?

NICK THINKS THAT ELEVATORS

ARE THE PERFECT METAPHOR

FOR THE UPS AND DOWNS

OF LIFE.

SUPER TOTALLY YAY

AND STUFF!

SO... OUR RIDE

SEEMS TO HAVE LEFT.

IS THERE ANOTHER WAY

OUTTA HERE?

SHORT ANSWER: NO.

LONG ANSWER: ALSO NO,

BUT MUCH MORE DELIGHTFUL.

IT WAS 1857.

I GOT A JOB

ON THE VERY FIRST ELEVATOR.

YOUNG OTIS:

WHICH FLOOR, MR. PEAPENNY?

MR. PEAPENNY:

JUST ROLL THE DICE,

GOOD MAN.

I'M FEELING LARKISH TONIGHT.

BUT WITHIN THAT MAGIC BOX

WAS A HORRID SOUND,

AND MY GOOD FORTUNE

TURNED TO GOOD UNFORTUNE...

I HEARD IT WHEN I WORKED,

ATE, AND SLEPT.

AND EVENTUALLY...

OH, IT CHANGED ME

INTO A BIG SOURPUSS!

(SCREAM TURNS INTO A ROAR)

I KNEW THEN IT WAS MY DUTY

TO TRAP AND KILL

ELEVATOR MUSIC FOREVER.

(HOWLING)

UWWAAAAAHHH!

BUT YOU KEEP PUTTING

MORE ELEVATORS IN SHAFTS,

WHICH CREATES MORE

ELEVATOR MUSIC,

WHICH MAKES ME MAD!

WELL, SINCE WE DON'T PLAY

ELEVATOR MUSIC,

AND YOU'RE SCARY

WHEN YOU'RE MAD,

WE'D JUST LIKE

TO GET GOING.

WELL, IF MY NETHERVATOR

BROUGHT YOU HERE,

YOU MUST BE ELEVATOR MUSIC.

AND I CAN'T LET YOU LEAVE

UNTIL YOU PROVE YOU'RE NOT.

GEAR UP TO ROCK,

GUYS.

♪♪

OOH! I'M EXCITED TO HEAR

"LYRICS" AGAIN!

PLAY ME A SONG WITH LYRICS

AND YOU IMPS ARE FREE!

COREY:

UH... WE SORTA MISPLACED

OUR LYRICS.

OTIS:

NO LYRICS?

HOW WONDERFUL!

YOU ARE ELEVATOR MUSIC!

NOW YOU'RE TRAPPED

FOREVER!

AND I HAVE FRIENDS!

(LAUGHS)

TRAPPED FOREVER IS EXACTLY

WHAT I SAID WE SHOULDN'T GET!

(FIZZLING)

(ELEVATOR RUMBLES,

POWERS DOWN)

OH NO. LOOKS LIKE WE'RE STUCK

IN HERE,

JUST YOU AND ME.

PRIVACY!

(WHIMPERS)

NOW TO HEAR

OUR TWO BEATING HEARTS

ON THE FIRST DAY

OF FOREVER.

(HEARTBEAT THUDS)

UM, THAT'S THREE HEARTBEATS!

MINA!

(MINA GRUNTS,

A FLATLINE BEEP)

YAY!

SO ROMANTIC FOREVER!

YOUR JOB IS TO PUSH THESE

INTO THE LAVA.

(STRUGGLING)

OOH! YOU'LL BE SO HAPPY

FOR ETERNITY HERE.

IT'S A MARVELOUSLY

AWFUL EXISTENCE

AND WE GET TO SPEND IT

TOGETHER.

SO. ON A SCALE FROM

ONE TO DOOMED...

TRINA:

(GIGGLING)

WAIT. WHAT WAS THAT

AWFUL SOUND?

TRINA:

(HAPPY SQUEALS)

NICK, OUR HEARTS SOUND

LIKE SONGS

PLAYED ON DRUMS

MADE OF MEAT!

TRINA'S STUCK IN THE NETHERVATOR

WITH NICK?

SHE MUST BE LOVING IT.

WELL, NOT FOR LONG.

IF WE'RE GONNA GET

THE LYRICS WE NEED

TO PROVE WE DON'T PLAY

ELEVATOR MUSIC,

WE'RE GONNA HAVE TO PLAY

SOME ELEVATOR MUSIC.

IS THERE ANYTHING COOLER THAN

HEARING OUR LOVE THUMPS

IN A BOX?

(ELEVATOR MUSIC PLAYS)

KIN:

IT HURTS MY SOUL!

COREY:

THIS GROJBAND ELEVATOR JAM

IS FOR TRINA AND NICK.

TRINA:

COREY?!

COREY:

AND DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT

STOPPING.

WE'RE HERE FOR ETERNITY.

FULL DISCLOSURE:

NICK MALLORY DOES NOT LOVE

ELEVATOR MUSIC.

NICK WILL BE WAITING

OVER HERE FOREVER.

UGH! I'M STUCK IN THIS BOX

WITH MY BROTHER'S MUSIC!

AAAHHHHHHHHHH!

(HEAVY METAL MUSIC PLAYS)

(LIGHTNING STRIKES)

(DING)

(SCRIBBLES FURIOUSLY)

(FLAMES HISS)

(HEAVENLY CHOIR SINGS)

COREY: GOT IT!

WHAT THE CANDY CANES

IS HAPPENING?

JUST A LITTLE

NOT ELEVATOR MUSIC!

♪♪

♪ Why am I ♪

♪ Trapped inside this box? ♪

♪ Can't find a way out ♪

♪ Can't open up these locks ♪

♪ My buttons get pushed ♪

♪ It makes me start

and then I stop ♪

♪ Now I'm riding this box

straight to the top! ♪

(Rocking)

♪ I'm bustin' out of here! ♪

♪ I've had enough

and I'm going to ♪

♪ Escape to where you can't ♪

♪ Permeate my brain ♪

♪ I'm busting out of here ♪

♪ Not looking back,

I'm going to the top ♪

♪ And I'm leaving you

all behind ♪

STOP!

THE WALLS CAN'T TAKE IT!

COREY:

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,

THERE WILL BE NO ENCORE!

LET'S GO!

(ELEVATOR DINGS)

ALL: UNGH! AGH!

(FLAMES WHOOSH,

ALL GROAN IN PAIN)

NICK'S GOING BACK TO SOMETHING

HE UNDERSTANDS: BIRDS.

BIRDS LIKE CAGES.

CAGES TRAP THINGS!

MINA, TO THE CAGE STORE!

LANEY:

GOTTA ADMIT, CORE,

IT WAS COOL TO MAKE

ELEVATOR MUSIC ROCK.

DUNNO, LANES.

IT'S NOT A GOOD IDEA

TO TRY AND CHANGE SOMETHING

FOR THE BETTER.

THINGS ARE TERRIBLE

FOR A REASON,

AND MAKING THEM BETTER

MAY MAKE THEM WORSE.

THE ELEVATOR IN YOUR SOUL

GOES ALL THE WAY DOWN,

AND YOU GET TRAPPED

DOWN THERE -

A MONSTER IN YOUR OWN MIND.

DID OTIS DIE?

THANKS FOR COMING OUT,

EVERYONE!

(PLAYS A LONG GUITAR RIFF)

GUYS, 'MEMBER WHEN THIS RIFF

WASN'T ALL WE HEARD EVER?

'CAUSE I DON'T.

I STARTED AND FINISHED

MY FIRST NOVEL!

IT'S ABOUT A GUITAR RIFF

THAT BORES EVERYONE -

WAIT FOR IT -

TO DEATH!

UGH! THIS COUCH IS GONNA HAVE

EPIC BUTT-PRINT.

OR MY BUTT IS GONNA HAVE

AN EPIC COUCH-PRINT.

EITHER WAY IT'S LOSE-LOSE.

(PLAYS A RIFF,

PLAYS A BUM CHORD)

SO CLOSE!

JUST ONE - NO! -

NINETEEN MORE TRIES.

CORE, THE REST OF US

NEED TO PRACTICE, TOO.

THE PEACEVILLE DAM

IS ALMOST FINISHED!

AND THOSE BEAVERS NEED

A WICKED TUNE

TO HONOUR THEIR HARD WORK!

BEAVER 1:

SO I SAY TO HIM,

HATERS GONNA HATE.

BEAVERS GONNA BEAVE.

(LAUGHS AND SNORTS)

AND HOW BETTER TO HONOUR

TOP-NOTCH WOODWORK

THAN WITH A WICKED

AXE SOLO?

(PLAYS A RIFF,

HITS A BUM NOTE)

UGH! IF ONLY I HAD AN INSTRUMENT

THAT COULD PLAY NO WRONG!

KIN AND KON:

(GASP) LIKE THE FLUTE

OF ROCKLYMPUS!

THIS MAGIC FLUTE PLAYED

THE GREATEST RIFF EVER RIFFED!

KON:

IT TURNED NERDISIUS,

GOD OF UNPOPULARITY,

INTO A ROCK TITAN!

KIN:

THE FLUTE WAS ALWAYS PERFECT!

PERFECTLY EVIL!

YOU SEE-

COREY:

(PLAYS A BUM NOTE)

OOPS! LET ME TRY THAT AGAIN.

(WOOD CHIPPER WHIRS)

GAHHH! WHERE'D THE WOOD

CHIPPER COME FROM?!

THOSE CONSTRUCTION BEAVERS

LEFT IT LYING AROUND

LIKE THEY DIDN'T NEED IT

'CAUSE OF THEIR GIANT TEETH

OR WHATEVER.

FINDERS TRINA!

CORE? ARE YOU OKAY?

YOU MUST FEEL-

CORRECT!

EXCITED FOR A NEW GUITAR!

SO HOW MUCH DO WE HAVE

IN THE BAND FUND

FOR A SOLID GOLD AXE?

(GLASS SHATTERS)

NINETY-FOUR CENTS.

AND HALF A PACK

OF GUM!

I WAS GONNA YELL AWESOME, BUT

THAT JUST WOULDN'T MAKE SENSE

NOW.

TO THE PEACEVILLE

FLEA MARKET!

♪ You can't get real

fleas there ♪

COREY:

THERE'S GOTTA BE

A GREAT GUITAR HERE SOMEWHERE.

BARNEY:

WHY BUY A GUITAR

WHEN YOUS CAN BUY A BUNCHA STUFF

WITH HEADS DAT BOBBLE?

BOBBLE BARNEY DOES CUSTOM JOBS.

(LAUGHS)

COREY:

NO THANKS, BARNEY.

WE'LL NEVER MAKE ENOUGH MONEY

SELLING YOUR LAME

TREASURED POSSESSIONS!

WHO TREASURES BOOKS?

ESPECIALLY ONES TITLED,

"WHA?!"

ARE YOU KIDDING?

"WHA?!" IS A BOOK ABOUT

THE WACKIEST HAPPENINGS

IN PEACEVILLE HISTORY!

FOR INSTANCE, DID YOU KNOW

THE GREAT AVALANCHE OF 1899

WAS CAUSED BY A TUBA SOLO?

WHA?!

PFFFT! HISTORY.

SO YESTERDAY.

(WOOD CHIPPER WHIRS)

I WISH HISTORY,

LIKE, NEVER HAPPENED.

THEN I COULD ERASE

THE WORSE EXPERIENCE

OF MY WHOLE LIFE!

NICK! WANNA SPLIT

A SUGAR SHACK

EXTRA-COLD MILKSHAKE

AFTER SCHOOL?

YOU PICK THE FLAVOUR.

HMM. NICK MALLORY'S ALL ABOUT

DENTAL HYGIENE THIS WEEK,

SO HE'S GONNA HAVE TO SHAKE

HIS HEAD NO TO THAT OFFER.

(GASPS)

I GOT IT!

WHEN WE MAKE ENOUGH CASH

SELLING YOUR STUFF,

I'LL BUY MY CUSTOM

NICK BOBBLEHEAD,

TOTALLY VOODOO DOLL IT,

AND MAKE HIM SAY YES!

FOREVER!

ALSO, REMIND ME

TO LEARN VOODOO.

COREY:

WHAT DO YOU HAVE THAT'S REALLY,

REALLY CHEAP,

BUT STILL THE BEST?

(FOOTSTEPS DESCEND THE STAIRS,

OBJECTS CLATTER AND CRASH)

KON:

DOES THAT TABLE

HAVE A BASEMENT?

(BAND GASPS,

HEAVENLY CHOIR SINGS)

HUH. I COULDA SWORN THERE WAS

A TUBA IN THAT TUBA CASE.

OH, WELL.

(PLAYS THE RIFF FROM EARLIER

PERFECTLY)

WOW!

THIS GUITAR IS PERFECT!

BIT TIGHT,

AND IT GIVES ME NIGHTMARES.

SO I COULDN'T LET IT GO

FOR LESS THAN...

NINETY-FOUR CENTS.

KEEP THE GUM.

♪ Gu-uu-uu-uu-um ♪

KON:

ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!

(GUITAR SOLO)

WE SOUND AWESOME!

YOU MEAN,

YOU SOUND AWESOME!

COME ON, GUYS,

LET'S JUST JAM.

(PLAYING A ROCK TUNE)

(PLAYS A RIFF)

(SMASHING)

AGGGGHHHH!

(DRUMS CLATTER

LIKE BOWLING PINS)

DUDE! WAY TO MURDER

OUR INSTRUMENTS!

I COULDN'T STOP!

THIS GUITAR WANTS TO BE PLAYED.

SO DID OUR INSTRUMENTS!

(PHONE RINGS)

COREY,

CUT IT OUT!

I CAN'T!

ARE YOU FOR REAL

RIGHT NOW?

IT'S THE GUITAR!

IT FEELS ANGRY.

IT'S LIKE IT HATES

OTHER MUSIC.

THEN GET RID OF IT.

AGHHH! IT LOOKS LIKE

IT'S NOT COMING OFF!

I THINK IT'S TIME TO TEST

TREBLE CLIFF'S

NO RETURN POLICY.

WHOA!

KIN:

WHOA! THAT GUITAR DOES NOT WANT

TO GO ANYWHERE.

KON:

CAN YOU BLAME IT?

IT'S LIKE TEN BLOCKS

BACK TO THE FLEA MARKET!

HEAD BACK AND FIND OUT

WHAT THIS GUITAR'S DEAL IS.

LANEY:

TRY NOT TO GET INTO TOO MUCH

TROUBLE WITH THAT THING.

(SIGHS HEAVILY,

CHORD PLAYS)

DID YOU SAY SOMETHING?

(CHORD PLAYS)

ALL OTHER INSTRUMENTS

MUST WHAT?

(CHORD PLAYS)

TIE?

(PLAYS A CHORD)

OH, DIE. WAIT!

HOW CAN I UNDERSTAND YOU?

HEY! WHERE ARE WE GOING?

(GASPS) YOU MONSTER!

THOSE ARE SOOTHING!

(KIDS CHEER)

ICE CREAM MAN:

WHAT'LL IT BE, KIDS!

(POWER CHORD PLAYS,

LOUD EXPLOSION)

KIDS:

AWWWWWWWW!

COREY:

KEEPING ICE CREAM

FROM KIDS?

YOU'RE MORE EVIL

THAN BAGPIPES!

OKAY, NEWMANS,

LET'S JAM.

(ACOUSTIC JAM)

OOF! AGHH! AHHH!

OKAY, THAT WAS FINE

ONLY BECAUSE I HATE THE NEWMANS,

BUT YOU CAN'T JUST DESTROY

EVERY INSTRUMENT IN TOWN!

(GUITAR PLAYS A CHORD)

OH YEAH? HOW?

(LOUD POWER CHORD BLASTS,

DAM TREMBLES AND CRUMBLES)

BEAVER:

DUDE! WHEN THAT DAM COMES DOWN,

EVERY INSTRUMENT IN PEACEVILLE

WILL BE DESTROYED!

AND, ON A SIDE NOTE,

WE'LL ALL BE DEAD.

OH, THAT'S HOW.

AND IT MIGHT ACTUALLY WORK

IF I WAS GOING SOLO!

BUT I'VE GOT A BAND

AND THEY ALWAYS BACK ME UP!

(DIALS PHONE)

LIKE I SAID,

THOUGHT IT WAS A TUBA.

NOT GOOD ENOUGH, CLIFF!

TRY AGAIN!

I DIDN'T THINK

IT WAS A TUBA?

IT'S REAL RISKY

TO LIE TO ME, CLIFF!

KON, CHECK IT OUT.

WHOA! IT'S THE TUBA

THAT AVALANCHED PEACEVILLE!

HEY, COREY'S GUITAR HAS

THAT SAME BLUE STAR ON IT.

LIKE THE FLUTE

OF ROCKLYMPUS.

KON:

IT HATED OTHER MUSIC SO MUCH

IT CRUMBLED THE MOUNTAIN!

(RUMBLING,

LOUD CRASH)

(BIRDS SING)

KIN:

AND THE BASSOON THAT KILLED

PEACEVILLE'S DINOSAURS...

(FLAMES ROAR)

KON:

AND THE PEACEVILLE TRIANGLE...

AGGGGHHHHH!

THIS THING HAS

BEEN AROUND FOREVER!

AND NOW

IT'S COREY'S GUITAR!

I SWEAR! I JUST FOUND IT BURIED

IN THE SNOW ON MT. PEACEVILLE!

PLEASE!

LANEY:

YOU'RE TURNIN' MY STOMACH,

CLIFF!

I WANT THIS BOOK!

NAME YOUR PRICE!

TRINA:

SOLD!

I GOTTA QUIT TELLING PEOPLE

TO NAME THEIR PRICE.

YOU REALIZE WE COULD'VE

GOTTEN A NOT-EVIL GUITAR

WITH THAT MONEY.

I GOT NOTHING.

CLIFF WON'T TALK.

COREY'S GUITAR IS EVIL

AND WILL DESTROY THE TOWN!

IT'S IN A BOOK!

GUYS, YOU CAN'T BELIEVE

EVERYTHING YOU READ.

(PHONE RINGS)

OH NO!

COREY SAYS HIS GUITAR IS EVIL

AND IS TRYING TO DESTROY

THE PEACEVILLE DAM!

OH, SO WE'RE GONNA BELIEVE

EVERYTHING YOU READ?

COREY HAS TO BREAK

THAT GUITAR'S HOLD ON HIM.

BUT THIS THING JUST MAKES

PEOPLE PLAY WHAT IT WANTS.

THEN CORE NEEDS TO PLAY

WHAT HE WANTS.

WE NEED LYRICS

SO HE CAN STAND UP TO IT!

HE HAS TO SAY NO!

TRINA:

HE HAS TO SAY YES!

BARNEY:

WELL, AS YOU CAN SEE,

YOU'VE COME TO THE RIGHT PLACE.

KIN:

HEY! SOMETHING TELLS ME

THAT MAKING THAT DOLL

SAY "NO" TO TRINA

WILL PUT HER ON A BUS

TO DIARY TOWN.

YES, YES, YES!

NICK'S GOTTA SAY YES!

OKAY, OKAY!

I GET IT.

NOW LEMME JUST PUT

A HEAD ON 'EM.

OW! LOUSY HEADS!

QUICK!

GRAB A "NO" HEAD!

ALL DONE.

HERE'S YOUR, UH,

CREEPY DREAMBOAT BOBBLE HEAD.

NICK! DO YOU WANT TO HAVE

A HAND-HOLDING DREAM WITH ME?

IN A CASTLE?

A BETTER DREAM THEN?

ANY DREAM?

(GASPS)

SO YOU'LL JUST LOVE ME SUPER

THE MOST WHEN WE'RE AWAKE?

AM I LIKE WHOA?

AM I PRETTIER THAN MINA?

(GROWLING)

YOU CAN'T SAY "NO"

TO MEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

(HEAVY METAL MUSIC)

(FLAMES WHOOSH)

(EXPLOSIONS)

(SCRIBBLING FURIOUSLY)

(FLAMES HISS)

(WOOD CHIPPER WHIRS)

KON:

(COUGHS)

(HEAVENLY CHOIR SINGS)

GOT IT!

(COREY'S GUITAR PLAYS A RIFF)

COREY:

I KNEW YOU GUYS

WOULD MAKE IT!

I WON TEN BUCKS!

KON DIDN'T THINK

YOU'D STILL BE ALIVE!

WAY TO RAT ME OUT,

DUDE!

LANEY:

CORE, YOU GOTTA USE THESE LYRICS

TO OVERPOWER THAT GUITAR

BEFORE IT DESTROYS

ALL OF PEACEVILLE!

SHHHH! YOU HAD ME AT "COREY,

YOU'RE THE GREATEST."

♪♪

♪ No, I won't play,

Not today ♪

♪♪

♪ I hear your voice ♪

♪ Laughing like

I have no choice ♪

♪ You're callin' me,

but no I won't play ♪

♪ I know you'll try

To hold me ♪

♪ But I'm still free ♪

♪ Yeah! ♪

(GUITAR SOLO)

♪♪

HA!

♪♪

(WATER RUSHES)

AGH! I'LL GET YOU!

♪ I know you're playin'

but you can't play me! ♪

♪♪

♪ I know you're playing

but you'll never take me! ♪

♪♪

(SMASH)

GOTTA SAY,

THAT WAS THE BEST SOLO EVER!

THE GUITAR'S SPELL IS BROKEN.

UH, SO IS THE DAM.

(WOOD CREAKS,

WATER RUSHING)

THAT THING REALLY

WAS A WICKED AXE!

(RUMBLING)

JUUUUMP!

SORRY YOU'LL NEVER PLAY

ANOTHER PERFECT RIFF, CORE.

BEING PERFECT IS

THE WORST MISTAKE YOU CAN MAKE.

I WANTED A PERFECT GUITAR,

AND I THOUGHT IT WOULD MAKE UP

FOR MY OWN IMPERFECTIONS.

IT DID, BUT SOMETIMES YOU FIND

YOUR FAULTS

JUST PILE UP BEHIND A DAM,

AND WHEN IT BREAKS,

YOUR WHOLE TOWN IS FLOODED.

BUT FOR REAL.

KIN:

SO...THE GUITAR WON?

COREY:

LOOKS LIKE IT.

THANKS FOR COMING OUT,

EVERYONE!

(BOX PLAYS A TUNE)

YEAH, WE SHOULD TOTES MAKE

MOUNT PEACEVILLE ERUPT.

UBER TOTES.