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(liquid pouring)

(clink)

(wind roaring faintly) (soft music)

(growling softly)

(roaring)

(dramatic music)

(rhythmic music)

(seabirds calling)

- [Woman] Hi!

- [Sebastian] You ever heard of Sunnytown?

It's the best town in the whole world.

Because the sun always shines,

and everyone who lives here is really happy.

Our story begins here in Sunnytown.

It's about the town's beloved mayor.

His name is Jeremiah Severn Bartholomew Alson.

That's why we just call him...

- [Man] JB good to see you.

- You too!

- Mr. Mayor, this is gonna be the pride of Sunnytown.

- How many times do I have to tell you,

we're not building a new town hall.

It would block out the sun!

- [Sebastian] Mr. Twig is the vice mayor of Sunnytown.

- Nonsense, we'll have even more sun in Sunnytown.

Look!

- [Sebastian] All he wants is to build a big, new town hall.

- Oh hi Sebastian. - You ready?

- Mr. Twig, let's continue this later.

(grunts)

Shall we get going my friend?

- Yeah, I think I have it all.

- [JB] And the paint brushes? - Yeah.

- [JB] I'm so glad you came, Sebastian.

Mr. Twig just keeps babbling on about that town hall.

(instrumental music)

- [Sebastian] This is my house.

I live here with my best friend.

Her name is Mitcho.

- Are you ready to paint?

- Yeah, I'm so ready!

- [JB] Just climb up, I'll hold the ladder.

(singing)

Why don't we move the ladder Mitcho?

- [Mitcho] It's okay, I can reach.

- Mitcho be careful.

- Calm down.

I've got it under control. (grunts)

(clattering) - Hey!

- (laughing) Oh Mitcho, what are you doing?

Don't worry, it'll wash off, Sebastian.

(giggling)

- [Sebastian] I inherited the house

from my great grandfather.

He was a great sailor who disappeared at sea many years ago.

(instrumental music)

- Your turn, Sebastian.

- Okay.

- [JB] Here comes the winning roll.

- Come on a pair of fives. - No.

- [JB] Better luck next time.

- Your turn, JB.

- So what do I need?

Oh, a full house.

Well, here it comes!

Hey presto!

Looks just like Mr. Twig's town hall. (laughs)

Oh no, I forgot about him!

I'll be right back.

- [Mitcho] See ya!

- Bye, don't forget it's still my turn!

- [Sebastian] But JB never came back.

He disappeared that day and no one knew where.

It was terrible.

Not only had we lost our mayor, we had also lost

our good friend.

(slow instrumental music)

- Where could he have gone to?

Such a good man.

- [Sebastian] Everyone in Sunnytown helped to look for JB.

- Have you seen this man?

- [Sebastian] And we looked everywhere.

- [Man] Hey, can you see him?

- [Sebastian] But although it was the biggest search

in Sunnytown's history, it was in vain.

JB had vanished.

Eventually vice mayor Twig decided to end the search.

- Well, that's the way it's gotta be.

- [Sebastian] Cause as long as JB was missing,

Mr. Twig was in charge of Sunnytown.

- But I want it much higher!

(rumbling)

- [Sebastian] The first thing he did was to build

a new town hall.

And now Sunnytown was no longer sunny.

(rumbling)

- Oh this is just amazing!

- [Sebastian] Sunnytown had become a shadow town.

All hope of getting JB back was gone.

Until one day Mitcho caught something.

(instrumental music)

(groaning)

- [Sebastian] What did you catch, Mitcho?

A message in a bottle!

- Oo it's wet! (thuds)

- Ow! - Open it, Sebastian!

Come on, pull! (groaning)

It's a letter.

- I'm gonna read it.

- I was the one who caught it.

- Give it to me!

Look at it now, Mitcho!

It's ruined.

- It doesn't matter.

"To whomever finds this message in a bottle.

- "I am stranded.

- "On the mysterious island.

- "Please come and save me.

- "But be careful of the pernicious.

- "Pirates. - "The dreadful.

- "Sea dragon. - "And the pitch black sea.

"In the bottle you will find a small gift."

(yells)

Wow a gift!

(clanking)

Come on, get out!

It's a very small gift.

- "Plant the seed, I hope everything is well in Sunnytown,

"your mayor, JB."

Huh?

JB?

But...

Mitcho, the letter's from JB! - What?

- JB is alive! - Really?

- He says we have to plant the seed.

It's from him!

- Crazy!

Let's plant it right now. - No!

- Yes!

- Let's show it to Mr. Twig!

- In the name of rhubarb pie!

You guys are supposed to get it up...

- [Mitcho] JB is alive!

- He sent this message in a bottle!

- See for yourself.

- Pirates, sea dragon.

Now you listen to me, on Saturday I'll become the

new mayor of Sunnytown so I don't have time to play

message in a bottle!

Do you understand? (groans)

No, no!

How many times do I have to say it?

It needs to be much higher!

If I have a set time...

- But, we're not playing.

(humming)

Steady on, don't fall.

(grunting)

(thuds)

- Bullseye.

- That's great.

Wow.

- Time to grow, little seed.

(instrumental music)

- "To whomever finds this message,

"I'm stranded on the mysterious island."

Mysterious...

The mysterious island!

But, but I have to...

- Huh?

(grunts)

- What's that?

- It's my great grandfather's sea chest!

It was here when I inherited the house.

JB wrote that he's on the mysterious island, right?

I'm sure I saw a picture of the island in this chest!

I'll show you.

- Wow Sebastian, did you see these?

- Where is it? - Whoa!

- It's got to be here somewhere.

Here it is!

- Is that your great grandfather?

(booming)

You look a lot like him.

I think you'd be a fantastic sea captain.

- No Mitcho, I don't think so.

Rumor has it that my great grandfather saw the island

on one of his first voyages as a young sailor.

- Really? - Yeah.

But the island disappeared.

That's why it's called the mysterious island.

He spent his whole life searching for it,

but he never found it again

and he never returned to the house.

- He didn't?

- The only things left belonging to him

are in that sea chest.

- Sebastian, we'll go find the mysterious island

and rescue JB!

- No, we can't. - Why not?

- Well, my great grandfather spent his whole life

searching for it and he never came back.

- Well he found it the first time.

- Yeah, but I can't swim and you hate water

and neither of us are sailors.

- That doesn't matter! - Yes, it does, Mitcho!

And we don't even have a ship either, do we? (huffs)

- Sebastian? - Huh?

- What do you think a dreadful sea dragon looks like?

- I'm scared to even think about it.

- Do you think your great grandfather fought the

pernicious pirates when he was looking for the island?

- I've absolutely no idea.

- What do you think will grow from the seed?

(snoring)

I think it'll be something really special.

Whoa! (clattering)

See ya tomorrow!

(snoring)

(creaking)

(dramatic instrumental music)

(snoring) (rumbling)

(yells)

(dramatic music)

- Mitcho, wake up! - What's going on?

- We're under attack! - Wow!

- No Mitcho, don't go near the window!

We'll call somebody.

Whoa!

(creaking and rumbling) - Ow!

(dramatic music)

Oh wow!

- It's gigantic!

- Did that really grow from that tiny little seed?

(phone ringing) (horn honking)

(groovy music)

- Hello, Professor Glucose of the Atomic Institute Speaking.

- It's Sebastian, professor.

We've uh, we've got a problem.

- The institute's on its way!

Come here you stupid telephone!

- It's our house, it's been destroyed by a pear.

(groovy music)

- Look there he is!

(yells)

- Are you there?

Hello, hello!

- Hi!

- Oh hi, wonderful to be here.

- It's a great honor.

- No, it's a great Williams variety.

A giant one.

- Uh, yeah.

(creaking and rumbling)

Oh no!

Our house is being destroyed!

- I can fix it.

- It can't just be fixed!

It's completely ruined!

- May I inquire where this pear originated?

- A message in a bottle.

- Interesting.

So the Atomic Institute will build you a new home.

- Wow can you do that?

- I can fix anything with my atomic van here, ha!

(groovy music)

- [Sebastian] We're homeless.

- [Professor] Take a look at this!

A high intensity industrial laser

and a rather large plunger.

(groans)

- [Sebastian] This isn't happening.

(whooshes)

(scrapes)

(thuds)

- Yum, scrumptious!

(thuds)

(groovy music)

- Hey. No, wait!

- Whoa! (giggles)

- Hey no, hang on, wait!

(clanking)

- [Professor] Play that funky music!

No, my guitar!

(rumbling)

(yells)

(clattering)

A pear with a penthouse.

All yours my friends.

- Sebastian, come take a look!

We are living in a pear!

- [Professor] Exactly, it's pure luxury.

(grunts)

- This is the worst day of my life.

- I say! Visitors already! (crashes)

- Now you listen to me mister!

It is prohibited to store fruit of this size

without a permit!

- But, it was in the bottle from JB.

- You must take me for a fool!

How can that fit in a bottle?

- [Mitcho] Hi Mr. Twig!

- It's huge and I want it gone!

- Even if it's juicy?

- Juicy! - Ah yes, very very juicy.

(grunts)

- I'll show you juicy!

(yells)

- [Professor] Is it just me or is this pear moving?

- Come back, stop, stop!

- Mitcho, wait!

- Come on Sebastian, grab hold!

- That's even more prohibited!

Follow that pear! (tires squealing)

- How do we stop this thing?

- [Professor] We can't.

- Don't let them get away!

- But I don't have a driving license!

- Well, I do!

(yells)

(dramatic music)

(gasps)

- Whoopsie-Daisy!

(upbeat instrumental music)

- Pull over now!

- But it's not even our pear!

- [Professor] Look, the police, get their attention, quickly.

Help! Hello! Wakey-wakey! (sirens blare)

- You won't get away with this!

- We haven't even done anything!

(dramatic music)

(crashes)

- What was that? (whistles)

(rumbling)

And step on it, soldier!

(thuds)

(rumbling)

(dramatic music)

- You're going far too fast!

- But it was with JB's message in the bottle!

- This is your last chance! - Oh no, we're gonna crash!

- Don't worry, I'll handle this!

(screeching) (yelling)

- Stop!

(dramatic music)

(yelling) (thuds)

- Go, go, go, get closer!

- Oh no!

- [Mitcho] Yikes!

(yells)

- [Man] What a hair is it little John Pepper?

- Okay, that was a bit too close.

(grunts)

- Stop that pear!

(booms)

(gasps)

- They're firing at us!

- Listen here Vice Mayor Twig.

- Correction, it's acting mayor to you.

- Well you're acting like a maniac, shooting at a pear

just because it fell in the water!

It's no way for an acting mayor to behave!

- That's not for you to say!

On Saturday the new town hall will be ready and then I

will officially be the new mayor of Sunnytown.

Now let me go!

(screams)

Just you wait for Saturday!

(groans)

(sighs)

- We should never have planted that seed.

Our house is in ruins, all of Sunnytown is destroyed,

and it's all our fault.

We're gonna go to prison and now we'll be sailing around

out here forever.

- We'll sail in our ship!

Oh, Sebastian!

The pear is a ship!

- Exactly, a juicy ship!

- Now we can sail to the mysterious island and rescue JB!

- But we don't even know where the mysterious island is.

- I can build a compass.

- My great grandfather had many compasses

and he still disappeared.

That island is dangerous, not just mysterious.

- There's a special type of compass that can be used

to find mysterious things.

I could easily build us one, couldn't I?

Even without my atomic van.

Oh don't look so glum.

Let's sing a little ditty shall we?

(strumming guitar)

- Please, Sebastian.

What if we could get JB back?

- Do you have a tent, some bed sheets?

We could make a sail.

- We may as well try right?

(birds squawking)

(sighs)

- Okay.

I might have an old sheet we can use.

I think it's in the closet.

(light island guitar music)

Did you find it?

- Yeah, here you go.

- Go ahead and reel it in.

(grunts)

- I've got it.

One, two, three!

- Three! - Ow!

- Hot chocolate?

(whooshes)

(giggles)

- Cheers.

But you broke my TV!

- Well this is how you make a compass.

- That's not a compass.

- It's a magnotube compass.

- It doesn't do anything.

- Exactly, that's because it needs two size C batteries.

Where do you keep em?

- Compasses don't use batteries.

- Well the magnotube compass

doesn't even turn on without them, so...

- [Both] Hmm, the torch!

- Well, where did you put it?

- You were the one who played with it last.

- No way.

Hang on, wait, there it is!

Yes!

- Ah. - Did you find it?

- Come on, yes!

Oh come on!

You're kidding!

- [Mitcho] What's wrong?

- It's the batteries, they're dead! (groans)

Oh!

(thuds)

(yells) (water splashes)

Mitcho!

Mitcho!

Oh, oh no!

(gasping)

- I actually almost drowned!

- But I, I didn't mean to...

- I'm a cat Sebastian, and cats hate water!

Hate, hate, hate!

- Well then why did you want to go on this trip?

There's water everywhere!

- To find JB!

- But how?

We'll never find him without batteries.

- [Mitcho] Yeah because...

- Because the stupid compass won't work without them.

(whooshes)

(booms)

- What's happening? - Duck!

(dramatic music)

Oh no, it's the pernicious pirates!

- [Professor] How unfortunate.

- We'll clobber them!

- No Mitcho, don't be crazy!

Tell them that we surrender!

- Ha, we'll never surrender!

(dramatic music)

- [Man] Step out of the vessel with your hands over your heads

or we'll shoot you to pieces!

Now!

Or we might shoot you anyway.

(dramatic music)

We are the pernicious pirates!

- Professor Glucose of the Atomic Institute.

Pleasure to meet you.

- Hello, my name is Sebastian.

- (groans) This is so annoying!

We are the pernicious pirates! (growling)

- Why is he repeating himself?

- I don't know, perhaps it's some kind of a custom.

- Because you're making me repeat myself.

We are pirates dammit!

Pernicious ones!

- So, what do you have to plunder aye?

- Everything, except our pear.

- Yes and we'd really like to keep that.

- Well shiver my timbers, he's right, it's a giant pear!

- It's a deal then, the pear is ours!

A giant pear! (laughs)

It's ours!

- [Mitcho] Release my crew!

- Who's that then? - Oh no, Mitcho!

(yells) (thuds)

- [Pirate] Take cover!

- That's so not okay.

- Sink that giant pear immediately!

(groans)

Look out!

Careful, this way!

- Hey look, batteries! - Every pirate for himself!

(thuds) (laughs)

- Oh my! - Yes!

- Hey, it's not polite to aim at people's heads.

What is that stuff anyway?

(humming)

- Oh, if only we could get those batteries.

- Are you ready?

(upbeat music)

Watermelon!

Taste so good.

- No, no, it's full of seeds!

I'm gonna be sick!

- Watermelon!

- It's not fit for a parrot.

- The best taste in the world.

(groans)

Mon ami, you cannot even taste the seeds.

- There's just so many of em.

Look they're everywhere!

- Eat around them then!

- Okay, but I know I'm not gonna like it.

- You know you're not allowed to say

you don't like something until you have tried it.

- It's so gross!

- Think of all the things we've eaten for the past 37 years.

Come on, eat it, yum, yum, eat, eat!

- It's good!

♪ We've eaten shoe soles ♪

♪ And cannon balls ♪

♪ And the chef and his mother ♪

- But I don't even know how to dance!

♪ We almost choked to death on her ♪

♪ Because her legs were full of hair ♪

♪ Watermelon ♪

♪ Oo yeah ♪

♪ Watermelon ♪

♪ Best taste in the world ♪

(upbeat music)

♪ Let the cannon roar ♪

- Watch you guys.

(yells)

- Hands off, find your own catablaster!

- We just need the batteries!

- You got no batteries, you got no b-b-b-beats.

- We need them to find the mysterious island.

(whooshes) (gasps)

- The mysterious island?

You must be absolutely crazy.

- Oh, I just know I'm gonna have nightmares now!

- No one who searched for the mysterious island

has ever returned, no one!

- Excuse me, could we stop talking about that island?

(thuds)

(farts)

- Now look what you've done!

Go back, all of you, to your little pear boat!

(whooshes)

- Wow, that was insane!

Mitcho the watermelon queen.

Take that pirates!

And that!

Good for nothings.

What are those?

- Those are the size C batteries.

- Oh yeah!

Wow you were brilliant, Sebastian.

- Well.

(soft instrumental music)

- Let me show you how a magnotube compass works.

It's as easy as pie, pear pie!

- Look Mitcho, it's working.

- Exactly because I'm placing a stone chip from the new

town hall in this hole.

So now we can connect to Sunnytown.

- At the opening of the town hall,

you'll just fire one cannonball.

When that's done I will officially be

the new mayor of Sunnytown.

- Is it really necessary to fire the cannon?

Couldn't you just cut a ribbon or something?

- No!

I want the tank polished and ready for Saturday!

(dramatic music)

- Saturday?

If we don't find JB before then,

Mr. Twig will become the new mayor!

Oh, we're never gonna make it.

What do we do now?

- Hang on, we just need a stone from the mysterious island.

- A stone? - Exactly.

The magnotube compass can't show the way without one.

- What do you mean?

- The magnotube compass needs a stone, just here.

Could you bring me one?

- But we don't have a stone from the mysterious island.

- No, no one has a stone from there.

- Really?

Could be a bit of a problem.

(thunder roars)

- [Sebastian] What are we gonna do?

- Hold on to something!

(dramatic music)

(growling)

(screaming)

(pants)

- [Professor] It's very dark in here.

Actually that's a bit too bright.

(classical music)

- Are we dead now?

- [Ulysses] Welcome.

- Is that God?

- No, it's Mozart.

- What kind of strange place is this?

- I think we've been swallowed up. (yells)

(sniffs)

What's that smell?

It smells like botanic dragon.

- What? Me first! (giggles)

- A dragon?

I want to go home.

Hey, wait for me!

- Ah.

- [Professor] What an exquisite example of some marinal

nouveau architecture, from the early period I believe.

- [Mitcho] You can see the ocean without getting wet!

- I wonder who lives here.

(whooshes) (rumbles)

What's that?

- [Professor] Something in the shaker style it appears.

- I put the kettle on after I saved you from drowning.

(classical music)

- But who are you?

- Do sit down, have a dragon chocolate.

- Thank you very much.

- I really hope you like it.

I don't serve genuine Darjeeling to just anyone.

- That's quite scrumptious.

- Well, just you wait my friend.

You'll get to try my dragon dip.

It's the curry powder which gives it that extra ooh,

that's definitely scrumptious.

- [Sebastian] Dragon dip?

Isn't that dangerous?

- My name is Ulysses Carlton.

I've looked forward to meeting you.

- Well it's lovely to be here.

- Yes it is isn't it?

- How did you know we were coming?

- Well, because I was looking forward to it.

- Oh, we're very grateful that you saved us

from the storm Mr. Carlton.

Do you know when the storm will end

because we have something very important to do.

(splashing)

You see, we're trying to find our town's mayor.

- We use saucers down here.

- Exactly.

- He's missing so...

- There, now everything is perfect.

- [Sebastian] He's not even listening.

Hey Mitcho!

- [Ulysses] Excuse me, where do you think you're going?

- Yoo hoo! (laughs)

- If you don't sit down immediately, I'll throw you...

I mean, perhaps you should have another cup of tea.

- So I was wondering, is your dragon a single hull craft

or double hulled craft?

- There's no other boat in the world quite like my dragon.

- Why did you build it, sir?

- Well, why are you sailing around in a pear?

Are you on the run from an apple? (laughs)

- No, we're searching for the mysterious island.

- The mysterious island?

- Yeah, but we'll never find it.

- Don't you worry about that island.

You're here with me now.

- It's very important that we manage to find it.

- But first we need a stone from it for our compass.

- Well that's funny, because I have a stone

from the mysterious island.

- You do?

- But that's exactly what we need!

- Can we see it?

- Where are you going?

- Follow me.

(classical music)

(gasps)

- Is that it?

- Yes, of course it is.

- But is it from the mysterious island?

- Ah, ah, ah, ah.

- So how did it end up here?

- It was given to me by someone

with a trunky thing like yours.

So only someone like you may hold it.

- What? - Lucky you.

- Wow, thank you so much Mr. Carlton.

- Wouldn't JB be excited if he knew we were on our way?

(blaring elephant sounds)

- I can't give you the stone, of course.

(thuds)

it was a gift from the trunk man.

- But now we won't be able to find the island!

- I saved him from drowning, too.

He said he'd found the mysterious island.

- Say this stone is quite extraordinary, take a look.

- Thank you very much, I'm most grateful.

- No, no, Mr. Carlton, without that stone I'll never find

my island again.

- Do you know, I think you'll be comfortable here

for the rest of eternity.

Now, I'm going to make a big batch of dragon dip.

- But, no.

I have to get out of here.

Wait!

(thunder crashes)

- I have a gift for you, too!

- Mitcho, do you think it was my great grandfather?

- Oh maybe.

- I have a welcome gift for you too, of course.

- [Mitcho] You do?

(rumbling)

- How do we get him to give us that stone?

- It's just a little thing.

- A brooch, how very considerate.

- What do we do with these?

- Uh, thanks?

- I told you it was nothing special, but there's more.

(rumbling)

Yes, I've spared no expense.

Help yourselves.

Nothing is too good for my best friends.

- Best friends?

- Did you already forget that I saved you from drowning?

- Ah, a cheese dragon, nice.

- Ah that's delicious.

- Yes, it is.

- [Professor] It's munching time.

- Now if you'll excuse me I'm just going

to dump the pear in the sea.

- What?

- Well, you don't need it anymore.

- Of course we do!

- Don't worry so much.

- But then we can't save JB!

- Afterwards I'll whip up a nice spicy batch of dragon dip.

Then we'll be comfortable here for the rest of eternity.

- Uh, did you hear what he just said?

- [Professor] Scrumptilicious!

- What are you doing?

- He told us to go ahead and eat.

It's delicious.

- No, he said he was going to get rid of the pear!

- No, no, no, that simply won't do.

- Tell him not to do it.

We still need it.

- He's sort of difficult to talk to.

- We just need to get back into the pear before

he shoots it out.

- He's ejecting it right now.

- You know just maybe I can delay him.

- Are you sure you can?

- Oh yes, it's a mechanical dragon

and as you know, all things mechanical are exactly the same.

(humming)

- [Sebastian] Isn't that dangerous?

- A bit of fiddling should do it.

(thuds)

There we have it. This will be easy to fix.

- We'll get the stone, come on, Sebastian.

- Exactly and then hurry back to the pear.

(yells) (booms)

- [Sebastian] Well, is he there?

- No, the coast is clear.

(dramatic music)

- Time for the dragon to say goodbye to the pear.

(dramatic music)

(thuds)

Oh no, why isn't it working?

(groans)

This always works, what could it possibly be?

- Now down with the little one and up you go.

Hello, hello?

(whooshes)

(yelling)

- And there goes the lights, how annoying.

Fuse must've blown.

(yells)

(instrumental music)

- And Mitcho the master thief prepares for the heist.

- Just grab the rock, Mitcho!

Oh no.

(thuds)

(gasps)

- My friends, I apologize deeply

for the problem with the light.

Would you like to see the stone again?

Hang on!

- Oh no! - What are we gonna do?

(dramatic music)

- Oh, I'm sorry.

Where are you going?

Hey, there's no need to run around like that.

Slow down my good friends!

- The stone.

- So you couldn't wait for the dragon dip, hm?

(laughs)

Okay, we'll make it now.

I don't blame you for being impatient.

The stone, what's that doing here?

- Um, uh.

- The key is to add just the right amount

of curry powder to the dip.

- [Sebastian] Right, yes.

(whooshes) (yells)

(thuds)

- Where am I?

My cheese dragon.

- Oh it's so much fun to cook together.

- Yes, it's uh-

- Do you know a dip with no flavor is just not a dip.

Take it from me, spicy isn't it?

- Mmhmm.

What do you think, does it need more curry powder?

It's not quite hot enough.

See, we're having fun already.

Dragon dip is just another word for friendship.

- Sebastian, grab the stone.

The stone.

- [Ulysses] Now you and I are dragon dip friends. (laughs)

- Yeah, I've also grown very fond of the dragon brooch.

- I'm glad to hear that.

You know life under the sea is very inspiring.

We'll have a great time.

We already are! - Definitely.

- There's just so much to look forward to.

Oh hello, would you like to join us?

Everyone gets a chance to stir the dip.

(yells) (thuds)

- [Mitcho] Come on, Sebastian.

(dramatic music) (coughs)

I've got it.

- [Sebastian] Where's the professor gone?

- Professor Glucose are you in here?

- Sebastian, could you press a lever for me?

- What if I press the wrong one?

- [Professor] Just press the big one!

(rumbling)

We better hurry, the pear's on its way out!

Come on, now!

- [Mitcho] Come on, hurry!

- My friends, stay here!

- [Professor] Grab on to the sausages!

- What if they break?

- [Professor] These sausages are our last chance!

- Sebastian now!

(whooshes)

- Hang on you two, we're nearly there!

(screams)

- No, no, come on, this is all wrong!

Come back!

(rumbling) (yelling)

You're all going to live here!

No, no, please.

Where are you going?

But we're friends, aren't we?

Best friends.

(sighs)

(instrumental music)

(booms)

- What if we'd had to stay down there forever?

- Exactly, it's a good thing we left, eh?

- [Sebastian] Mitcho, bring me up the stone.

- [Mitcho] On the way!

(buzzing)

- [Mitcho] Wow.

- [Sebastian] Wow, it's working.

- Yes, direct from mysterious island.

- It certainly looks mysterious.

- Set sail for the mysterious island!

(rumbling)

- Bravo!

- [Sebastian] I never thought we'd do it.

- [Professor] We simply have to celebrate,

let's have a party! - [Mitcho] Great idea!

- Yes, time to let our hair down!

(upbeat funky music)

(cheering)

(snores) (gasps)

Oh morning! (grunts)

I'm a bit out of shape.

Bit of a late night.

(snores)

(yawns) (gasps)

(foreboding music)

- [Mitcho] Sebastian!

Sebastian!

- Where am I? - Come here!

I need to show you something!

(gasps)

- [Professor] It's as though the night is floating

on the ocean in the middle of the day.

- Wow, it's a pitch black sea.

- No, we'll get lost in there!

We'll never find our way out!

- Yes we will.

Don't worry because we have the magnotube compass

and it will guide us.

- But it can't get us through that!

- I'm sure it...

(yells)

- What's happening?

(eerie sounds)

- It would almost be nice out there if it weren't so spooky.

- Fascinating.

(creaking)

(eerie sounds)

(slow somber instrumental music) - What was that?

(gasps)

- I don't want to do this anymore.

Come on now. (grunts)

- Sebastian.

What a surprise.

- Great grandfather?

- Could I take her for a spin, hm?

- Yes, I suppose so.

- Let me show you something my lad.

(slow instrumental music)

- The pitch black sea isn't really pitch black.

- (chuckles) Not everything is as it seems.

- But what is it then?

- Well, that's what you'll find out for yourself.

(instrumental music)

(gasps)

This is the juiciest ship I've ever seen. (laughs)

- Well, it is a pear, after all.

- Yes. You are the bravest elephant I know.

- No, I'm not.

Actually, I'm afraid of almost everything.

- You're about to leave the darkness Sebastian, take a look.

There's always another way to do things, Sebastian.

If you look, you will find a way.

- But what way?

Great grandfather?

(instrumental music)

- [Mitcho] Are we there yet?

(guitar strumming) (humming)

(waves lapping)

(sighs)

- Huh, huh?

(eerie music)

Is that it?

Is that really it?

The mysterious island.

Mitcho, Professor Glucose!

You have to come see this, come on!

- [Mitcho] What, where? - There, look!

- [Mitcho] Wow, there it is.

- We found it.

- Ah, good old pear.

- We're on our way JB!

- Do you think JB will be there?

- I hope so.

(wind whooshes)

(dramatic music)

(screaming)

(thuds)

(birds squawking)

(groans)

- [Professor] Is it nighttime?

My bones.

- JB, are you here?

- Hello, anyone there?

- [Sebastian] JB where are you?

- [Professor] Hello! - [Mitcho] Wow this place is amazing!

(giggling)

- [Sebastian] Hey, look at this.

I found a strange tunnel.

- Yes, you certainly have.

- [Sebastian] Hurry up then!

- Yes, very strange. (laughs)

(sighs)

How extraordinary.

- [Mitcho] Do you think we'll find him?

- [Professor] JB! - JB!

(slow instrumental music)

- Mitcho?

(flapping)

Whoa.

- Those pears just look like our pear.

- [Professor] Spectacular.

- [Sebastian] Hey JB!

We've come to save you!

- Where could he be?

JB are you here?

- JB?

We're here now! - Hello!

- [Mitcho] It's us, we're here!

- [Sebastian] Hello!

- JB!

- Where are you?

- (muffled) Sebastian!

- JB?

JB?

- [JB] Here!

(whooshing)

- [Sebastian] Where are you?

- [JB] Over here!

Hello!

Sebastian, it's really you!

Mitcho, Professor Glucose, how wonderful!

- [Mitcho] JB!

(laughs)

- I never thought it was possible.

- We found your letter JB.

I caught it.

- And Mr. Twig thought we made the whole thing up.

(groans)

- It's so good to see you both again!

I thought I'd be stuck on this island forever.

- But how did you even get here?

- Remember the night we played Yahtzee at your place

and I'd forgotten my meeting with Mr. Twig?

I hurried to meet him and ran down along the pier.

But then I slipped and hit my head.

Everything went dark and the next thing I remember

is that I'm drifting along on the ocean in a small dinghy.

Suddenly I was swallowed by a huge whale.

I splashed around on its tongue

while looking out of the blow hole.

The whale swam underneath such dangerous things.

Just like I described in the message in the bottle.

When it became light, the whale spat me out here,

on the bay of the mysterious island.

- I can't believe you sailed in a whale!

- Oh yeah?

Well, we sailed in a pear ship.

(gasps)

- You sailed here in the pear?

- [Sebastian] Yeah.

- What a fantastic idea!

I can't wait to get back home to Sunnytown.

Where is your pear ship moored?

- No, well, you see, the thing is,

we can't sail home in the pear.

It's completely destroyed.

- Yes, it's completely done for.

- Oh, but how do we get home then?

- There's always a solution to be found.

We'll just build a new pear ship.

Not juicy enough.

How bout you?

Nah.

Too juicy, I'll try over there!

Nothing here, nope.

(island music)

No, it's not happening, not ripe enough.

I won't even both bother looking in that direction.

Hm, something smells good here.

Hurry, I found it!

- [JB] Is that the one?

- I think this one will be even better than the last one.

- Can you really make that into a ship?

- Oh yes, easily.

Well, I mean, it would be easy if I had my atomic van.

Without it it might take a little longer,

I would imagine.

- How much longer are we talking about here?

- Well let me think, 12 minutes,

nine weeks, 11 months,

and two years, yes.

- But we don't have two years!

We only have until tomorrow!

Tomorrow's Saturday!

- But that's the unfortunate reality.

Without an atomic van, pear ship building takes around...

(groans)

Three years.

- Five at best. - Sebastian, we're stranded.

It's going to take time.

- You don't get it!

If you're not back in Sunnytown by tomorrow,

Mr. Twig will become mayor and that will be the end

of Sunnytown forever!

- It'll be all right, Sebastian.

- No!

While you've been gone he's built a huge town hall.

It cast a shadow so big that, that,

the sun doesn't shine on Sunnytown anymore.

- I, I didn't know that.

We'll figure something out.

- How can we?

- Sebastian?

- [JB] Sebastian where are you going?

- I'm going to fix that pear myself.

I'll fix it because we're going home now, right now!

- Sebastian.

(slow sad instrumental music)

(panting)

(groaning)

- We're never getting home.

(clanking)

You stupid compass!

- There he is.

- Sebastian!

Professor Glucose thinks he might have another idea!

- So?

- [JB] Sebastian come over here.

(clanks) (screams)

(thuds)

- Sebastian, Sebastian are you okay?

- How do we get him out?

(gasps)

- Mitcho? (yells)

(rumbling)

(dramatic music)

- Hold on to this.

Sebastian, I'm coming to get you!

- Oh no, it broke!

- It was a bad vine!

(screaming)

(thuds)

- Are you okay? - Yeah.

- What kind of a place is this?

- The most dangerous island in the world.

(dramatic music)

- Whoa, it's a gigantic motor.

I don't think it's that dangerous.

(whooshes)

(dramatic music)

- At least we have a fire extinguisher.

(rumbling)

(screaming)

- [Mitcho] Sebastian, hold on!

- [Sebastian] The fire extinguisher!

(clanking)

(rumbling)

- Sebastian don't let go!

- We need to get out of here now Mitcho!

- Look over there!

(dramatic music)

(grunts)

You gotta jump, Sebastian.

- Okay.

(yelling)

- Okay. - What was that?

- It's Mitcho and Sebastian!

Be careful don't fall!

(grunting)

- That's a long way down. - Yeah.

Hey JB, Professor Glucose, come take a look!

- Hold on my friends.

Let's go, Professor.

- Hey, look at all this.

- I don't think you should touch it.

No, Mitcho, I think we should wait for JB and Glucose

to get here.

- [Mitcho] Come on Sebastian, nothing's going to happen.

- You're kidding right?

- [Mitcho] It's stuck!

- Things are happening all the time

and that's exactly what I don't like.

(groaning) (clattering)

I think the island can sail. - Yeah.

Wow.

Let's set sail!

(chugging)

- It's time to take JB home.

- [Mitcho] Whee, whoo!

- Mitcho, let me have a go.

(laughs)

- Wow, I can't believe we're actually sailing an island,

can you?

- I know.

- Why I never, the island is a ship!

- It's mechanical.

- So Sebastian, will you sail us to Sunnytown?

- Aye aye.

- [Mitcho] Set course for Sunnytown!

(dramatic music)

- [Professor] That goes there, we'll tie this.

- [JB] Why, it's Sunnytown!

(marching band plays)

(yawns)

- [Girl] This is so boring.

- [Twig] Salute your future mayor.

Look, I'm waving at you!

- [Girl] Why is he so ugly?

- Hey Recoil, don't forget to wave.

- You balloon buffoon.

- [Twig] See you at the mayoral inauguration.

There'll be shrimp sandwiches and free badges.

- Mr. Twig is?

Oh this is terrible!

Can we go faster Sebastian?

- Yes, we can.

(rumbling)

(slow instrumental music)

Mitcho, it's time.

(groans) (horn blaring)

(laughs)

Do it again.

(horn blaring)

- The mysterious island, hm.

That's why it was so hard to find.

- Hello great grandfather.

- Nice hat, nice hat lad. - Thanks.

Now we just have to get to Sunnytown fast.

- Aye aye captain.

- Incredible.

- That's my great grandson down there.

(screaming)

- [Man] Ahoy there!

- Ugh, no.

- Trunk boy, why did you leave?

I thought we were friends?

- I don't have time right now.

We have to get JB back to Sunnytown.

- Welcome aboard.

- Tell you what, I forgive you.

- Aw great, you brought dragon dip.

- [Sebastian] Um, excuse me, hello!

Get out of the way!

Don't you have a dragon to steer?

- Yes, I do, but there's no need to worry.

- [Professor] I could live on chips and dips forever.

(groans)

(sighs)

- You ready?

One, two...

- You're not even watching me.

- Of course I am, beautiful job.

- You gonna watch me now?

- Yes, I am, I'm completely focused.

(clattering)

(dramatic music)

- The mysterious island!

(yelling)

- [Sebastian] Did you hear that?

- It was probably nothing.

(dramatic music)

- I don't believe it!

- It's the pernicious pirates!

- You have a television on your ship!

Fantastic!

- [Man] Who on Earth is that?

- Once the cannon is fired, I will be taking over

from JB as the new mayor, all honor to his memory.

- Zat crazy fellow will be the mayor?

- Yes, he will unless we hurry!

- Thirsty? - Be quiet!

Some of us are trying to watch this.

- I am actually a tad peckish, yes.

- And then I will be the new

official mayor!

Ready to fire?

- Sure, part of the job I guess.

- He's going to fire the cannon.

- Everyone try the dragon chocolate?

- They're so delicious, yeah give me that, give me!

- [Professor] You should try his dragon cheese.

- [Pirate] Can I have another piece of chocolate?

- [Ulysses] Yes, take two.

- [Pirate] It really is scrumptious.

- [Pirate] What is scrumptious?

- [Pirate] The dip, the diggity dip!

- [Pirate] Ah, yes. It is scrumptious.

- Look, Sebastian, it's the town hall!

- [Sebastian] Oh yes!

- [JB] Sunnytown! - We're home! (laughs)

(rumbling)

Oh no, what's happening?

Oh no, no, no!

Not now, not now, just work!

- Maestro, strike up a tune!

(trumpet blares)

- Can I have a balloon, can I have a balloon?

Dad can I have a balloon?

- This old heap of junk is falling to pieces.

- According to my calculations, we're going to be a

teentsie weentsie bit too late.

- And that is why we are very lucky mes amis,

that we can watch it on the TV.

- What are you talking about?

We have to tell Mr. Twig that JB is on his way

before he fires the cannon!

- Sebastian, there's nothing we can do.

Mr. Twig is going to be mayor.

- You have to get back to Sunnytown!

Oh we're so close.

- No need to be so negative little pal.

(rumbling)

(dramatic music)

(booms)

Where did that come from?

- [Sebastian] It's the fire extinguisher.

- There's always another way to do things, Sebastian.

If you look, you will find a way.

- We'll just send the message in a bottle, of course!

A message in a bottle.

Give me that!

Okay, what should I write?

- Could I perhaps add a small greeting to the message?

- No.

- Do you even have an address?

- It's for Sunnytown, out of the way!

Come on Mitcho! - Coming.

(dramatic music)

- Do try to be careful with the mechanisms.

- [Mitcho] Where are we going?

- [Sebastian] Just come with me.

We're sending a message through the air.

(whooshes)

It's our only way to tell them that JB is still alive!

- After one shot we'll get the party started

and I will officially be the new mayor of Sunnytown.

- Hurry Mitcho, run!

(booms)

- Don't do it!

- We're running out of time!

- No Sebastian, the whole thing is bound to collapse!

- Grab hold of my legs!

Now!

- [Mitcho] Sebastian, Sebastian!

(clanking)

(whooshes)

- Oh I'm gonna be such a great mayor!

- Incoming! (clattering)

What's this?

A message in a bottle!

- [Twig] A message in a bottle?

(grunts)

"JB?

- "Is alive.

"JB is alive."

Who wrote this?

- It doesn't matter.

(rumbling) (yelling)

- I got you Sebastian, hang on!

- I can't!

- Don't let go!

- A message in a bottle doesn't mean anything!

- Yes it does, it means that JB is still alive.

- Recoil, fire that cannon now!

(dramatic music)

- As it happens I'm not in the mood.

- Well I'll do it myself then!

- He needs to chill out with that tank!

- Where are they?

Sebastian, Mitcho, where are you?

- I coulda been mayor long ago.

(booms)

Take a look at your new mayor!

(booms)

- [Sebastian] Mitcho!

(screaming)

(booms)

- I've got you.

(groans)

- My t.v.

- [Pirate] Wow, this is exhilarating!

(yells)

- I think the island's about to explode.

- Friends, there's absolutely no need to worry.

(rumbling)

All aboard the dragon.

- But Mitcho and Sebastian are down there!

They're not gonna make it!

(slow sad instrumental music)

(whooshes)

(crashing)

- The sun, finally! - Yay!

- [Recoil] Where did that pear come from?

- My new town hall! (cries)

(creaking) (slow instrumental music)

- Watch out kids. - We saw you on TV!

- [Recoil] Let the military through!

- Inside the television. I recognize him.

- But I fired the cannon!

Hey!

- Hey, it's JB!

- He's alive!

(slow sad instrumental music)

(guitar music)

(groans)

- You saved me, Mitcho.

Even though you hate water.

- Yeah, well you can't swim, can you?

- No.

- The message was a great idea of yours.

(giggles)

- [Professor] Oh JB.

- Is that them?

(gasps)

Sebastian!

- There they are!

- Mitcho, there you are!

- My little friends, they made it!

(laughs)

- Hey there!

- [Sebastian] Everyone in Sunnytown was happy to have

JB home and we threw a big party.

(booming)

And Sunnytown did get a new town hall,

but it wasn't exactly like the one Mr. Twig had in mind.

I guess you could call it pear-shaped.

- Let's try the pear then, shall we?

- Cheers my friend. - Cheers.

- [Ulysses] I say, where are the chips and dips?

- [Sebastian] Even though JB was a bit put out

by the mess Mr. Twig had made,

he still let him keep his job as vice mayor.

- Excuse me, little tank man?

- Is that dip?

- What do you say?

It's home made.

(upbeat instrumental music)

- You got something!

You got something!

And if Mitcho should catch another adventure with her

fishing rod, I wouldn't mind coming along,

because things aren't so scary when you're with

your best friends.

(upbeat instrumental music)

(island instrumental music)

(calm music)