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[theme music playing]

[tires screeching]

[Magilla] No, no, no, no.

-I like it. -[Magilla] No!

-I like it. -[Magilla] No!

I like it.

No! None of these are right!

Ugh! How can I call myself an artist

if I can't even clothe one semi to moderately attractive person.

Curse these immaculately manicured monkey hands!

[groans, sobbing]

If only my star employee were here.

Did someone say star employee?

-Jabberjaw! -Hurray!

I like it.

Genius. Sheer genius!

Jabberjaw, I want you to have this.

It's been passed down in my family for generations.

[gasps] It's the official Assistant Manager bowtie!

-[crowd cheering] -Thank you, thank you! I love you all!

Daddy! I want to be an assistant manager like Jabberjaw when I grow up!

That's the best dream a father could hope for, honey!

To all the mean girls from high school,

I just want to say, now you can kiss my...

Did someone here get promoted?

There's something about Assistant Managers...

that drives me wild.

-Mmm! -Jabberjaw! Look at my bulging muscles.

Please be my girlfriend.

Pick me! I wrote you this romantic haiku!

Pick me! I tattooed your name on my face.

Citizens of Jellystone!

Now that I'm finally Assistant Manager,

you can all be my boyfriends!

One for every day of the year!

[crowd chanting] Jabberjaw!

Jabberjaw! Jabberjaw!

-Jabberjaw! -Huh? Where is my boyfriends?

Boss wants us to display his new tropical accessories today.

I really question his taste sometimes.

Loopy, do you know what this is?

A fashion travesty?

It's an opportunity!

We're going to hula the heck out of this place

and Mr. Magilla will see it and he'll be super impressed

and he'll cry and it won't be a pretty cry. It'll be an ugly cry!

And he'll give me that promotion!

And everything will finally go right with my life!

Come on!

We need all of your inflatable palm trees.

This is a music store.

We need all your coconut bras and grass skirts!

Jabberjaw, this is an operating room.

We need all your tiki torches and Hawaiian shirts!

This is the Mudbug Cafe. All we gots is food.

Then give me a pineapple milkshake.

Extra thick!

Well, we did it. And all it took was one crazy adventure

to the Hawaiian islands!

That could have been a whole episode of its own.

If Magilla isn't impressed with this, then someone's going to be crying

in the bathroom during their lunch break.

That won't be necessary.

Oh, hey, boss! What do you think of the store?

Oh, sweetie.

Oh, sweetie.

Oh, I got three "Oh, sweeties."

That means he really likes it.

I'm gonna do it.

Go, I'll cheer you on.

Oh, I love how the pineapples bring out

the pleating on these floral bow ties!

Give me a promotion!

Oh, come on, come on, come on.

You know I'd make an awesome Assistant Manager.

Oh!

Oh, sweetie.

Uh-oh! That's not a good "Oh, sweetie."

Jabber, come have a sit with me.

I know what it's like to want something.

I wanted the crown molding in the store

to be eggshell white, but it's off-white.

And I have to live with that shame every day.

But what am I gonna do?

-Burn the place down? -Do it!

My point is, I'd love to promote you...

[gasps]

But I'm not going to!

[groans]

I mean, how would that be fair to Loopy?

-She's been here longer! -Since I was a baby.

And how would that be fair to the pair of shoes in the window,

diligently beckoning in customers that will never buy them!

Yet never giving up.

And how would that be fair to the Clue Club,

who solved that mystery of the haunted break room?

It was Old Man Jenkins!

But what I am going to give you is this.

Good job! There.

Now, isn't that better than a promotion?

Why, why can't I have the things I want?

Jabber, you deserves the job.

Let's just burn the place down.

[sobbing] Dreams are tough!

Now, come on, Jabber. You have to cry in the bathroom like everyone else.

[thudding]

Holy head trauma! What have I done?

Is he dead?

Does this mean we can go home early today?

[groaning]

-Are you okay? -Whoa, where am I?

Who are you?

What do you mean?

You're, you're Magilla Gorilla. And I...

[gasps] This is my chance!

A fresh start!

I can be anything!

[gasps] The life path is back on track!

You're saying all of this out loud.

Mr. Magilla, I'm Jabberjaw and I'm your assistant manager.

Oh, really?

Hmm. Well, you're wearing the official bow tie.

-So that sounds right. -[sighs in relief]

It's finally happening! Boyfriends, here I come!

-[screaming] -Whoo!

[hooting and screaming]

Oh! Guess I got too excited.

Wait a minute.

What's going on?

What the heck happened to the store?

And why are you wearing my special reserve bowtie?

And who took this portrait out of the basement?

And why is that molding still off-white instead of eggshell white?

Oops, my arm slipped.

[groans]

-Who are you guys? -I'm Jabberjaw,

your assistant manager.

Oh, wow. Sounds legit to me.

-See ya! -Jabber, what are you doing?

Loopy, I'm assistant manager now, and I have a new vision,

which means, new vision board!

Here are my plans for the store.

Targeted marketing.

[cannon fire]

[all screaming]

Bathroom cry break.

[sobs]

Expand the store.

Get a loan to fix the store.

[alarm ringing]

Best assistant manager ever! Whoo-whoo!

-[bell dinging] -Hey! Welcome.

-Hi, Jabber! -Hey, Cindy.

Check out this all-you-can-eat bow-tie pasta buffet.

Yogi, that isn't... What the heck is that?

[weakly] Help me!

Jabber, have you been bonking Magilla with coconuts?

No.

I think if he gets hit with just one more coconut,

he's going to forget everything.

-Permanently.

-Permanently?

Permanently?

No! I never wanted this.

All I ever wanted was everything I ever wanted.

Well, enough is enough.

I de-promote myself.

Oh! Oh, no! Oh, no!

[sighs in relief]

Ah, hey, guys. Is this about the... whoa!

Oh, my gosh!

Hurry! Let's get out of here.

Wait! You guys got to help me! Please!

Only if you sign a waiver.

And also give me and Yogi

-cool matching hats. -Deal.

Uh, Cindy, are you sure this is safe?

[electricity crackling]

Well, the machine will put your consciousness into his lumped-up head

so you can try to restore his memory.

Yeah, Jabber. Uh, don't you trust us?

Those hats look good.

If you smell eggs, that might be your brain frying.

-So just let me know. -Wait, what?

Three, two, one, go!

-[buzzing] -Nothing's happenin... whoa!

[yelling]

[gasps, echoing] Where am I?

These must be Mr. Magilla's memories.

Oh, no! They're disappearing!

[Yogi singing] ♪ Yogi Bear Is the best doctor In the world ♪

♪ Yeah! Yogi Bear So handsome ♪

Yogi, that's not a karaoke machine.

Give me that!

Jabber, listen. You have to find Mr. Magilla's core personality.

Uh-oh! Something like that's gonna take forever!

-[thuds] -There he is. Okay.

Goo goo! Oh, sweetie. Goo!

Oh! It's a little, fat, baby Magilla!

I'm going to eat your cheeks!

Oh, goo-goo, honey. No, that's not work appropriate.

Goo! Goo!

What do you want, little guy?

-Okay, we get it. You like bow ties. -[sobs]

No, no, no. I think that's his core memory.

If you can reunite the core personality with the core memory,

he should be back to normal.

-I hope. -Oh, that's not too hard.

It's just kind of far,

but at least there's no obstacle...

Goo-goo, sweetie.

Mr. Magilla, I know you are a baby,

but I just wanted to say

that you believing in me enough to think you gave me that promotion

meant the world to me.

And even though you won't remember any of it, I always will.

♪ Jabberjaw, she's gonna make it to the end ♪

♪ Jabberjaw, she's my best friend ♪

♪ Jabberjaw, she's pretty cool ♪

♪ Not out of tune ♪

♪ Yogi Bear, he has a lot of muscles ♪

♪ Yogi Bear, he's the magic that we all see ♪

♪ Yogi Bear, he's the king of the world ♪

♪ Yogi Bear ♪

♪ Yogi Bear ♪

[groaning] Here you go.

No more crying in the bathroom today, sweetie.

-[electricity crackles] -[Jabberjaw gasps]

Jabberjaw? Why is this machine in my store?

It clashes with everything I've tried to establish, aesthetically.

Mr. Magilla, you're okay!

I'm so sorry for bonking you with so many coconuts and almost like, killing you.

Wait, you did what?

Uh, never mind. Don't worry about it.

You know, I've been thinking. And if the Clue Crew's okay with it,

maybe there is room for an assistant manager at Magilla's.

Oh, yeah, that would be fine with us.

Oh! Oh, my gosh.

Are you serious?

Magilla, you are the best.

Thank you.

Oh, that's beautiful.

[groans] Hey, who are you?

I don't know. Who are you?

Me? I don't know.

-But wait. Who are you? -I don't know.

Who are you?

[Jabberjaw] I don't know.

Who are you?

-[Magilla] I don't know. Who are you? -Uh... oops.

[Jabberjaw] I don't know. Who are you?