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[theme music playing]
[swords clinking]
[thunder rumbling]
[Mariah] Don't you get it, Mother?
I know you want me to be a ballerina,
but my heart belongs to hip-hop.
Are you disappointed?
No, I'm proud of you.
All that hipping and hopping was breathtaking.
-Oh, Mother. -Oh, Mariah.
[Anne crying]
And that is the masterpiece, From Pointe to Poppin'.
Talk about an emotional roller coaster-- Whoa!
Sprig! You all right, buddy?
What the heck is going on out there?
Come on, Bessie. Come on. [chirps]
Almost there.
[chirps]
[all gasp]
Oh, dang it! The ding-dang reins snapped.
-[sheepbug bleats] -[chirps]
[bleats]
[screams] We gotta get these reins fixed
or we can't control Bessie.
Don't worry, Hop Pop.
There's a town right down the road.
-See? Ribbitvale. -Ribbitvale?
The most expensive town in all Amphibia?
No way! [screams]
Looks like we don't have a choice, HP.
[purrs] [bleats]
[sighs] You're right.
But when we get there,
don't get sucked in by the fancy.
[all sigh]
Guys, look.
So shiny. So sparkly. [screams]
Hey! Hey! I said look away from the fancy.
It's like nothing I've ever seen before.
A ten-tier fountain.
A solid gold snail carriage.
There's even a One-Eyed Wally.
Wait. What?
[all] One-Eyed Wally?
You didn't tell me you were leaving the valley, you scamp.
Oh, um-- Walliam,
you know these pungent common folk, do you?
Uh, yes, Father. I met them on my business travels.
These must be your servants from Wartwood then.
Servants? Yes. That's right, Father.
These are my servants. [groans]
And this must be some kind of exotic beast you tamed.
Though I sooner would have had it stuffed.
[grunts] [laughs]
Anyhow, I am Wigbert Ribbiton.
Ribbiton? As in Ribbiton's Ribbons?
The finest web crusty floss in all of Amphibia?
That's us. And when I retire,
Walliam here will be head of the Ribbiton family empire.
Right, Walliam? Right, Father.
Can't wait for that.
[sighs] Hmm.
Hello. Looks like someone needs repairs.
My mechanics will make her right as rain in no time.
-Hup, hup, hup, hup. -Oh, mighty kind of ya.
You'll be joining us back at the mansion, of course?
-[all] Mansion? -Oh, no. They couldn't--
[all] Oh, yes, we could.
Here we are.
Some of my prizewinning birds.
Ever seen a frog torn in half by a peacock?
Grizzly stuff. [peacock shrieks]
It's, uh, one of our smaller rooms but please enjoy.
What the heck, Wally? [all gasp]
This place is magnificent.
What happened to "Look away from the fancy?"
It don't count if ya don't have to pay for it.
Hey, let's go explore. Okay.
[all laugh]
So... Walliam, what's going on here?
I thought you were a fun-loving tramp, not some little rich boy.
The truth is I live like a bum in Wartwood because...
Well, it's what I love.
This life may look nice but there's so many rules.
And if my family knew the real me,
well, they'd disown me for sure.
Just be honest with them.
Tell them the truth and I know they'll support you.
Just like my favorite movie From Pointe to Poppin'.
[grunts] It's just too risky, Anne.
I have to hide these around the house, or I'd lose my mind.
What about that time you told me not to care what people think about you?
This is different. This is my family we're talking about.
I still think you should be honest with them.
I mean, what do you have to lose?
Well, come with me and I'll show you.
Meant to do that. Yeah, yeah. Of course.
Welp, we're lost. Probably gonna be stuck here forever.
Oh, I know. Let's just open some doors at random.
One of them's gotta be an exit.
[groaning]
Sorry, we're just-- Carry on.
[gasps]
Hi-ya!
[shrieks]
Shh.
[all sigh]
[horse whinnys]
So much of my past is here.
It would break my heart to leave it all behind.
[chirps] Meet Fiddle Leaf.
I've been riding her since I was a wee tadpole.
Aw.
Ugh. Well, if you're not gonna tell 'em, what are you gonna do?
Maybe if they could see how happy I was living in Wartwood,
they'd understand and accept me for who I am.
[groans] Who am I kidding.
Well, I better go get ready for dinner.
Right. Dinner.
Hey, where you guys been?
[both] Around. Rich people are messed up.
Dude, I've just spent the last hour talking
with Wally about how miserable he is.
Well, tonight I'm gonna help him come clean.
Oof. Are you sure meddling is a good idea?
Pfft. It's not meddling.
It's the right thing to do because it happened in a movie.
And movies are never wrong. Okay.
[chattering]
I hear the market has really taken off.
[clears throat]
A toast to Walliam's valet.
[shrieks]
[all shriek]
[clears throat] Great segue.
To thank you Ribbitons for your hospitality,
I have prepared a special presentation.
It talks. Oh, capital. Gonna ignore that.
Now, please enjoy this video of Wally's life in Wartwood.
Edited by me.
Wait. What?
[beeps]
? Oh, I'm a vagrant With a heart of gold ?
Aw. Whoop. [cat yowls]
-[Anne] Wally. -What can I say?
I sleep better with company.
? La la la la laa La la laa ?
[whistle blows] Ooh. Gotta go.
[laughs] Oy, oy, oy!
Cue emotional acceptance.
[clears throat] Walliam!
That is how you've been acting outside of Ribbitvale?
Unacceptable. You have brought shame onto the house of Ribbiton.
Worse. You've been lying to us.
I-I only lied because I didn't think you'd accept the real me.
Well, you weren't wrong. We do not accept this.
You are henceforth forbidden to leave this town.
[gasps] Then you leave me no choice.
[screams] [gasps]
What? What does that mean? Family challenge.
Come on, Anne. You've been here long enough.
If my family won't accept me for who I truly am,
then I don't want to be a Ribbiton anymore.
I challenge you to a winner-takes-all duel.
Very well. One-on-one Beast Polo.
You win, you can leave Ribbitvale and live however you like.
You lose, you take over the family business and stay in Ribbitvale forever.
[gasps]
I accept.
[groans]
Kinda went off script there.
Why did you do that?
You told me this is what you wanted.
You said, "I wish I could see me in Wartwood."
But I didn't actually mean it.
Look, I just wanted to help you be proud of who you are.
A poppin' lockin' fresh don't stoppin' hip-hop B-girl.
A what? Never mind. What can I do to fix this?
You know what Anne, you've done enough already.
I've got to face the music on my own.
[music plays]
Ugh.
Hi-ho, Crumpet the Frog here,
and welcome to the official Ribbiton family challenge.
A ribbiting game of Beast Polo.
Hey, see what I did there? Ribbiting, riveting? Because we're frogs?
Well, this guy's quite the character.
[Crumpet] Okay. Here comes the ball now!
I don't see any--
-[gasps] -[groans]
And now the players will pick their beasts.
I choose Andromeda. [grunts]
And I choose Fiddle Leaf. [chirps]
[Wigbert] Not so fast.
Fiddle Leaf is a Ribbiton family beast.
Since you no longer wish to be a Ribbiton,
you can't ride any of them.
Well, then what am I supposed to ride?
I'll be your beast. What in heavens.
-Anne? -Look.
If you're gonna go down,
you might as well go down fighting.
Plus, I got you into this.
At least let me try to get you out.
All right. You know how to do this?
No, but I'll figure it out.
Well, here. Put this bit in your mouth. Not happening, bud.
Okay, fellas. Let's keep this game cool and friendly-like.
Three, two, one. Ee-eee!
-Hiya! -[nickers]
Hiyah!
-[Crump Sir Ribbiton has scored the first goal. -[crowd cheering]
Turns out dad's still got it. We might be in trouble.
Well, then come on. Let's step up our game and demolish this old man.
Steady. He's still my dad.
Sorry, I'm just so competitive.
Ready? Ready.
[whistle blows]
[Crumpet] That beast may be small, but it sure is agile.
A goal for Walliam.
[grunts]
[crowd cheering]
All right, folks. This is it. Next goal wins.
[grunts] [laughs]
Oh, no!
[grunts]
[whinnys] [grunts]
Ah. He missed. Second wind.
Come on, Anne. We're so close.
He's too fast. We'll never make it.
That's what you think.
Wally, how long has that been there?
[chuckles] A season at least.
[gasps]
-Goal! Walliam wins. -[crowd cheering]
Ooh. They won!
[both] We did it!
I can finally be myself.
Can't be yourself without your signature hat.
[Wigbert] Ow!
[clears throat]
Well, son, I concede defeat.
I suppose this means goodbye forever. [sobs]
I don't want to leave forever.
I just want to be able to be me, wherever I am.
You mean you still want to be a Ribbiton?
Of course, I do. But you have to accept me for who I am.
Both Walliam and Wally.
I suppose we can do that.
Ah, accordion, eh?
You know, I used to love playing the jug,
but I gave it up a long, long time ago.
Oh, all right. You got me.
[grunts]
You've been holding out on me.
Aw. Isn't this great? I just love happy endings.
What do you say? How about a song?
Always works for me.
I don't see why not.
Thanks, Anne, for everything.
-Well, not everything. -Don't mention it.
Hit it, Pops.
[shrieks] [all scream]
[theme music playing]
[swords clinking]
[thunder rumbling]
[all] New town! New town! New town!
[gasps] Food. Shops.
This place is so cool.
What should we do first?
Let's see.
Nothing. All we can afford is window-shopping, kids.
[all sigh] Aw.
Man, it's hot.
Better. [all gasp]
Great. Sometimes I forget about the whole "I'm a freak in this world" thing.
[crying]
Whoa, whoa. Don't cry.
I'm not a monster. I'm just weird. See?
-Ta-da! -[all] Ooh.
Mommy, Mommy. Give that freak money.
It was a lovely performance. Here.
Do it again! Do it again!
Milk it.
Ooh.
Amazing. Incredible.
Take my money. All of it.
This is so much better
than that creepy oddities museum.
Oddities museum?
What the heck is an oddity in Amphibia?
Am I right?
[crickets chirping]
Stick to physical comedy. Got it.
[all laughing]
Wow, Anne. You made a bucket of money.
Literally. Whoo-hoo!
Now, how are we gonna spend all of this cay-esh?
Hmm.
Ooh. That oddity place is still open.
How about it?
Well, you made the money.
But only if you keep your hood up.
I don't like you drawing so much attention to yourself.
Deal. Let's do it.
Uh, I think this place is closed.
So let's leave and never come back.
Are you kidding? Come on.
[all shuddering]
[chuckles] Guys,
it's all fake. They're trying to scare you.
Whoa. Look at this hot mess.
It's actually pretty lifelike.
Yeah, it even smells real.
Hands off the merchandise.
[all screaming]
[laughs] The ol' "mistaken for a grotesque lifeless being."
Works every time.
Welcome to my Museum of Oddities.
I go by many names,
but you can call me "The Curator."
Little on the nose, but okay.
And if you chuck some of that cash
into this here sack, I'll give you a tour
of the greatest museum these parts have to offer.
Hmm. What's the matter, honey?
Face too ugly for public? Ha!
Wouldn't you like to know.
Oh. A mystery. I love it.
But enough chitchat. Walk with me.
I've traveled all over Amphibia,
collecting its most rare and frightening creatures.
Like the two-headed love dove.
There's-- I dunno,
probably some kinda marriage allegory in there.
Oh, and over here, the bugball playing preying mantis.
Airbug. There's nothing in the rule book
that says a mantis can't play bugball.
I got the weirdest stuff right here. Feel free to look around.
But keep in mind, breathing in the dust will be extra.
[laughs]
[pants]
[gasps] Oh.
[screams]
[groans] Its eyes. They're watching me.
Well, I had enough. Yep, me too.
Anne, this place is freaking us out. We're gonna wait outside.
Okay, cool. See you guys later.
Oh, my gosh.
Is that an old Skipman?
My parents had one of these.
How did they get here?
Hey, Curator. How much is this Skip--
Ah! The Skipman.
It can be yours for a million coppers. [laughs]
Oh. Come on, man. I can't afford that.
Okay, fine. How about we trade for it then?
Got anything rare or vomit-inducing I could display in exchange?
As a matter of fact, I do.
Sweet tadpole Mary.
That's right. I'm the ultimate oddity, baby.
I'll make you a deal.
I'll be your special attraction for one day only.
Say no more, kid. One day of you in exchange for the Skip thing
and everything I know about it. You got a deal.
Seriously? This is hu-yuge. [groans]
You won't be disappointed, dude.
I've already got some pretty elaborate plans
for your exhibit.
Come back tonight after closing time
and we can discuss.
Elaborate, huh?
I like the sound of that. See you later.
Looks like we just hit pay dirt, Frog Soos.
[hums] Say, Mr. Ponds, do you ever get the feeling
that we exist simultaneously in multiple parallel universes?
Completely unaware of the others' very existence?
You've been licking yourself again, Frog Soos.
[laughs] Caught me again, Mr. Ponds.
[grunts]
[squeals] You guys!
You won't believe what I found in there.
A Skipman.
[all] Uh...
Trust me. It's big.
And that curator guy's gonna give it to me.
All I have to do is be the museum's main attraction for a day.
No! Are you crazy?
Anne, you cannot, by any means, do this.
But th-this is the first time I've found something from my world.
It could explain so much.
I understand that, Anne.
But that curator guy is-- Well, just look at him.
[chuckles]
Tell you what, let's sleep on it, come back in the morning,
and see if we can get some answers, okay?
Okay, you're right. I can wait.
Until you fall asleep.
[all snoring]
[screams]
[sighs]
[laughs]
Curator! Yo! Curator!
Oh, there you are. That's not creepy at all.
Welcome, welcome. So glad my little star is here.
And every star needs a stage.
Whoa. Fancy.
So about that Skipman--
Bup, bup, bup. All in good time, kid.
You'll get what's coming to you.
Liking the sound of that.
Say, why don't you stand up there?
Soak it all in.
Whoa. Is this my mark? Should I hit it?
I'm gonna hit it. Wha-bap.
[laughs] That's the stuff.
Now, since you're my main attraction,
I'm gonna let you in on this museum's biggest secret.
You see, truth is nothing's fake.
Everything here is real. Real and frozen in wax.
Just like you.
[grunts, screams]
Ah, yep. Yeeep. This all tracks.
I mean, it's crazy how easy that was.
Honestly, I thought I was being way too obvious about it.
[groans] I can't believe this. I'm so stupid.
Hey, hey. Don't talk about yourself like that.
You're probably a very bright young lady
who's just having a bad day.
Oh, thanks. That's actually a really nice thing to say.
Hey. It's what I'm here for.
So, as you've probably guessed,
you're not just the main attraction tomorrow. You'll be here forever.
[laughs]
[screams]
[snores]
[gags, spits]
Dang it, boy. Wait. Kids, where's Anne?
Oh, no. She went back to the museum.
We got to save her.
Back to the museum? At night?
You know what, I'll stay here and hold down the fort.
[Hop Pop] Oh, no, you don't. Come on.
Stop staring at me.
[laughs] Um, uh, then it hits me.
Artifacts. You can charge people when they break 'em.
[munches] Win-win.
[groans] So boring.
And Newtopia's got a ton of 'em.
That's where I got that, uh, Skip guy you wanted.
Newtopia. Of course.
Say, you want some of this canned meat?
It's edible.
[rumbling] [grunts]
That's what I get for going with a cheap machine.
[grunts]
Okay, boy. Here's the plan.
First, I'll go in with a distraction.
Then you come in behind--
[The Curator] I think I got it. [grunts]
Now we're cooking with gas,
or whatever it is we frogs use.
There's no time. Come on.
[screams] Who are you? A cop?
I ain't going back to frog prison.
Oh, no.
Just a couple of common frogs.
Ooh. I can stick 'em in the same mold.
Call 'em the Two-headed Frog of Froglantis.
-[laughs] It's genius. -[both grunt]
Guys, get out of here!
Save yourselves!
[both screaming] [laughing]
I knew it!
Enjoy being mush, you wax demon.
[growls]
This is worse.
-[both groaning] -[growls]
Looks like the end of the line for you too.
What the--
[growls]
No! My beautiful creations!
Kids, melt the rest of 'em. Quick.
[grunts]
[shrieks]
Whoo-hoo. Whoo-hoo.
Wish me luck.
-[growls] -[shrieks]
Stay back, you filthy animals.
You'll never catch me.
You definitely caught me.
Wait, wait! Hear me out!
I'll cut you all in on the profits.
10%. Okay, 11%. 11.5%.
I'm not coming to 12. So you might as well just--
-[screams] -[growls]
Calm down, everyone. It's just wax.
Anne. Anne!
Out of the way, kids.
She's frozen.
Take her to go.
[sighs]
I'll never get that Skipman now.
You mean this Skipman?
No way! Dude, you're the best.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
Oh. And the curator said
he got this from Newtopia.
Which means we're on the right track.
You know what else is on the right track?
You keeping a low profile
and not jumping into things without us.
I'm tired of facing my fears, Anne.
I know. I know. I shouldn't have gone off on my own.
It was reckless. And besides, we work better as a team.
[groans] Well, the important thing is, we're all okay.
Except for that curator. He's dead.
Mm-hmm.
Onward family. To Newtopia.
[Anne] Hey, guys. Wanna see something cool?
Did you know that this thing has a laser?
Wha-bam! [screams]
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