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One, two! One, two, three, four!

♪ La la la la la la la la ♪

♪ La la la la la ♪

Ah, nothin' like a nice walk to clear my head.

Maybe not as relaxin' as back home,

but I can just pretend I'm in the country.

I got a little nature.

Ahh! Tree.

Yeah, and put pepperoni on it!

Slather it in cheese!

Hey, buddy! Wanna buy a beard?

Uh, no, thanks.

Probably a good decision.

Hey! Your electric guitar is so loud,

I can't hear my electric guitar!

- Oh, yeah?! -Yeah!

Yeah! Teenagers!

Huh?! What?!

Aah! Aah!

Aaah!

Hmm?

This guy's got the right idea.

Hey, everyone! We're takin' a day trip to the country,

so get in the truck right now!

Yay!

Shotgun!

No, Ma, you're not gettin' a shotgun.

Fine, but I'm sittin' up front.

Ah! Can't wait to get back to the country.

Calm and quiet, wide open spaces,

and views as far as the eye can see.

Everything this city doesn't have.

Well, we better get there soon.

Gettin' jittery!

Might need to kick a seat!

Don't fret, Cricket.

There's plenty of fun to be had on the road.

Oh, my! Do you see that?

All these cars have happy little faces on their butts.

Oh, no! Except for that one!

It's so dirty, it just wants to be clean.

"Wash me, Tilly!

You gotta wash me!"

Oh, if I could.

I know what will help pass the time.

Some good old-fashioned tunes.

-♪ They see me funkin' ♪ -Eh!

-♪ Fun fun fun ♪ -No!

-♪ Miss Barracuda ♪ -No!

I'm sick of all these new-fangled jumpin' jams!

I want a song like me-- and oldie, but a goody.

Ugh! So bored!

Need entertainment!

Hey, mister, honk your horn!

Okay. No harm in that.

Aah! Gee! City drivers are so aggressive!

All right! A second truck!

Gimme some sweet honkage!

Why isn't he honkin'?

Come on, buddy, gimme that toot toot.

Oh, so that's how it's gonna be, huh?

I'm gonna get a honk outta you whether you like it or not!

Unh! Unh!

Honk. That. Horn!

--Whoa!

- Aw, great! -What's goin' on, Dad?

Why did we stop?

Everyone stopped. Look!

It's bumper to bumper out there!

We're totally gridlocked!

We're like sardines crammed in here!

These cement walls are so high,

I can barely breathe!

Hey, Papa, I got an idea.

Since we're stopped, why don't we get out of the car?

We could, you know, stretch out legs,

catch our breath,

wash a stranger's car.

Uh, not a bad idea, Tilly.

--Ah! Oh, geez.

Okay, no problem.

- Excuse me, Papa! -Aah!

Aah! Mom!

Sorry, sorry. Let me just--

There we go.

Oh, man, things were just gettin' good.

Now we're stuck here, and I'm more bored than ever.

--Huh?

Oh, my gosh! He's got a hook hand?!

Aah! He's comin' over here?

W-w-why's he doin' that?

Hey, there, little guy.

I'm gonna make you into the happy car you were meant to be.

There we go!

Aw!

"I'm so filthy, Tilly! I'm cryin'!

I'm cryin' dirty, muddy tears!"

Oh, no! He's gettin' even sadder!

What do I do?

Whew! Finally!

A little breathin' room.

Hey! Stretchin' your legs?

Mind if I join?

Cool! Highway party!

I got chips!

Yeah, sounds great!

--Aw, yeah!

Turn up the traffic jams!

-♪ Everybody join the party ♪ -Ooh! Hey!

Ohh! I'm sick of all these cars and people and noise!

Time to find out what's causin' all this traffic

once and for all!

Nnh! Why won't he leave?

What does this guy want from me?

Aaaaah!

I wonder if he heard that?

Aaah!

Let's see here.

--Ah!

Welcome back, listeners.

We're taking your song requests, so call in now!

Don't mind if I do.

Hello, caller, you're on the line.

You been playin' trash all day!

You better play a song I like,

or I'm comin' down there and causin' a ruckus!

Is that what you want, boy?

A ruckus?! I ain't above it!

Whoa-ho! We got a feisty one here.

Reminds me of my mother.

I could never please my mother.

Which is why I'm gonna find that perfect song you've been craving.

Sound good, Mom?

Uh-- uh, I mean, ma'am?

Yeah, whatever, just make it snappy.

Okay, Mommy, I love you!

--Ha!

These napkins and Papa's proof of insurance aren't workin'.

You're still filthy.

Why isn't anyone moving?!

Don't they know it's lunchtime?!

Aw, somebody's a grumpy bear today.

You need to take a walk?

Yeah.

Oh. That'll do nicely.

Everyone remain calm!

I just found out this megaphone

can do a robot voice. Beep! Boop!

Excuse me, officer, what's goin' on here?

Well--

Oh, I'm sorry. Well...

we have received reports that there is an animal loose

on the highway!

It's bad.

So just go back to your car and wait.

This whole situation will be over in a matter of several hours!

No! Pardon me, officer,

but I'm gonna take care of this myself.

Well, okay.

Wow, I've never met such a brave and stupid man.

Skittish city folk.

Blockin' up the whole dang highway.

Probably just a squirrel or some...

thing.

Well, maybe a really big squirrel. Eee!

What was that?

I know you're out there,

and I don't care how big a beast you are!

I'm not lettin' you or anything else

stop me from gettin' out of this city!

Ohh! It's a majestic young buck!

What's a gentle creature like you doin' out here?

What's that little guy up to?

Is he about to...?

Yep, he's chargin' at me.

Aaah!

Aah! Aah! Aaah!

Hi-yah!

Hmm! Just gotta stay hidden.

That maniac could be anywhere.

Honk honk!

He's got my scent! Aaah!

Stop followin' me!

Come here!

Locked!

All locked! Aha!

♪ Fun fun fun fun ♪

♪ Fun fun fun fun ♪

♪ Fun fun fun fun ♪

♪ Fun fun fun fun ♪

♪ Fun fun fun fun Fun fun ♪

Gotta be faster than that

to catch ol' Cricket Green! Oof!

- Huh?

Aaah!

Aaah!

--Aah!

Geez!

What's gotten into that thing?

Huh?

Aw, poor guy.

Hey, hey, hey, it's okay, little guy.

I get what you're goin' through.

Surrounded on all sides,

no space to run around.

It's enough to drive a guy crazy.

You know, we're not that different.

We both want to be somewhere else.

But for now, we're right here,

so let's calm down,

take a few breaths...

There we go.

And try to appreciate where you're at.

Sometimes you might surprise yourself.

-♪ So if things are feelin' low ♪ -Oh!

♪ And your life is all askew ♪

♪ Just climb the tallest hill you find ♪

♪ And change your point of view ♪

♪ It's true ♪

Now that's music.

Aaah! Gramma! Gramma! Aaah!

Ah! Now, this is relaxing.

I think I even hear a babblin' brook.

Okay, Mr. Car! Bath time!

"Hooray! You've done it, Tilly!

I'm finally clean enough to--

take over the human race!"

Okay, have fun.

Car washes for everyone!

- Yeah! -Whoo!

You gonna gut me 'cause I wanted you to honk your horn?

Huh?! Well, fine!

Just make it quick!

Huh? What are you talkin' about?

I just wanted to tell you that my horn doesn't work.

- What? -Yeah!

That's why I was takin' you back to my truck, to show ya.

Ohh!

Sorry if I startled you.

I'm not great with people.

Probably because I spend most of my life in a tiny box.

Ha ha ha! Pfft!

Well, that makes sense, I guess.

Anyway, thanks for not bein' a murderer.

No problem!

I guess you can say hooks can be deceiving.

Yep! Okay!

See ya later! Yeesh.

Attention! I have an important announcement!

I found a bag of gorp!

If you'd like some, let me know!

Huh?

Hey! You tamed the beast!

Shh!

Oop!

Sorry!

Okay, little guy. Let's get you home.

Cricket! Tilly! We're leavin'!

Okay, everyone, problem solved!

Let's keep it movin'!

Well, it's been fun.

but it's time for you to go back where you belong.

All right, gang, we're burnin' daylight.

Time to head home!

You sure, Dad? You hardly got to spend any time in the country.

Nah, I'm good. I got what I was lookin' for.

Me, too.

My own personal DJ.

Now play it again!

Anything for you, Mother.

-♪ Life depends upon your point of view ♪

- Aww!

We're gonna dig a big old hole!

I'll dig a hole that'll fit my head.

And I'll become queen of the mole people.

Hole, hole, hole, hole.

We'll dig a hole that'll make us whole!

Oh, great. An axe in my car.

If it ain't one thing, it's another.

Cricket, what is wrong with you, boy?

I got holes on the brain, Dad.

- Oh, no. - Huh?

Look, Papa. This nest fell out of the tree,

and there's eggs in it.

Oh, careful, Tilly. When baby birds hatch,

they think the first creature they see is their mama.

What?!

So if I was the first thing they saw,

they would think I was their mama?

Exactly.

Which is crazy, so just leave it be.

Their mama could come back any minute now

to check on her babies,

and those little chicks will need their real mother,

not you, sweetie.

Okay, Papa.

Yeah, come on, Tilly. We got holes to dig.

Don't think I forgot about you, mister.

Don't worry, little babies. I won't abandon you.

I'll be such a good mama.

You'll say, "Tiwwy, Tiwwy, we wuv you so much,"

and I'll say, "Sorry. I don't understand bird,

but I understand love."

Well, Dad says no more shovels,

at least until I learn to "act responsibly

around dangerous objects."

Hey, didn't Dad say to leave that nest alone?

Yes, but life does not abide by the rules.

Just imagine what it would be like

to have a bunch of cute baby birds lovin' you.

Doesn't do much for me. Actually sounds like a lot of work.

Hush your mouth.

It's happenin'!

Huh?

Huh?

Oh, uh, hey, little guys.

Welcome to the world.

No. Uh, come on. Your mama's over here.

Hey, look, Tilly, these little guys love me.

They're followin' my every move.

No. No!

I'm your mama, not Cricket.

Fine with me. I'll just be their fun uncle. Funcle.

Knock it off, Cricket.

They're supposed to love me,

and they will love me,

even if I gotta make 'em love me.

Come on, birdies. If you think Cricket is fun,

wait until you hang out with Mama.

Hey, I'll teach you a song.

It goes a little something like this.

♪ Hello, little babies ♪

♪ My pretty little birds ♪

♪ Are you ready to give Mama those three magic words? ♪

♪ A little bit of love is all I need now ♪

♪ Please, please, just give your love to me ♪

♪ Why do you think I do this ♪

♪ Work myself into a sweat? ♪

♪ What part of "give me love" do you not get? ♪

♪ I'm your one and only mama, you know it's true ♪

♪ And I'm also the only thing making sure ♪

♪ You don't die of neglect, hypothermia, scurvy disorientation ♪

♪ The governor and all other manner of horrible afflictions ♪

♪ So if you ask me, I'd say a little love is due ♪

Oh, stop it. You're drowinin' me in love.

I clean up their mess, mush about their worms,

teach them songs, but do they love me?

No. They love Cricket.

Maybe I can't compete with Cricket.

At least, not in my current state.

Tilly, I haven't seen you all afternoon.

It's suppertime. Huh?

Tilly? Is that you?

I'm sorry, Papa, but I can't understand you.

I only speak bird now.

Uh...

Tilly, I thought we talked about this.

You were supposed to leave those birds--

Suppertime.

Ugh.

Come on. Eat up.

Well...

I don't wanna get in the way of...

whatever this is.

All right, everybody, time for bed.

Good night, Michelle.

Good night, Julie.

Good night, Barnaby.

I won't be sleepin' though.

Instead, I'll be singin' you my song,

and when you sing it back to me,

then I'll know you love me.

Ready?

Huh?

Holy Montana moles.

Did my hard work finally pay off?

Do you finally love me, little bird?

Come here and give Mama a... huh?

Good morning!

Oh, good morning, Jimmy.

I call this one Jimmy. I call 'em all Jimmy.

But his name is Barnaby.

Oh!

I'm a chick magnet. Get it?

Taking care of baby birds sure is fun, huh, Tilly?

That's it! I have done everything

a good mama does and more.

I smothered them with love,

and I got worm guts stuck in my teeth.

What is the point of givin' love

if you don't get any back?!

Sorry, what did you say, Tilly?

I couldn't hear you over all these love chirps.

Good-bye, ungrateful children.

What? You can't just leave. You said you'd take care of 'em.

I don't care what I said then.

This is what I'm doin' now. Leavin'!

But I can't take care of 'em.

I'm just their funcle. The funcle!

Here's your order,

an empty cup,

and a fistful of creamers.

Your service will not be forgotten.

So... where's your brother?

Oh, he's home with the little ones.

They're no longer my concern.

Little ones?

Okay. Well, um, if there's nothing else.

There's nothin' else for me.

I gave 'em my time,

my mind, and my spirit.

Uh...

Have you ever loved, Gloria?

I think you've had enough.

I'll tell you when I've had enough.

It's always something with your family.

Come on, birds, eat your gummi worms. Come on!

Hey, you, stop playin' with dangerous objects.

Don't you know you could get hurt?

Oh, no. Listen to me.

I'm turnin' into my father.

- No! - Huh?

I'm suddenly overcome with a feelin' of... pride.

I can't take this. I gotta get rid of these birds.

But how?

That's it.

All right, little guys.

Funcle Cricket needs his space,

which means it's time for you to learn to fly.

I put the mattress down there as a safety precaution,

but I really need you guys to nail this on the first try.

Now fly! Fly far away!

I'm free.

Hobgoblins!

Ooh, whoops. Uh, don't worry, guys.

Funcle Cricket's comin'.

Ah, dang it.

Hold on. My dang overalls are stuck.

Hang on, little birds.

Huh? Hey, wait.

Tilly, help. I need your help.

I needn't concern myself.

They have chosen not to want me.

The baby birds are in the trash!

Huh?

Tilly, do something!

My babies are in trouble.

Huh? My skateboard!

Ah, a fellow believer in the feudal bartering system.

A yellow light.

Mama always said yellow means floor it!

Hey, whoa. Careful with the truck, man.

My mama didn't raise no turtle.

She's my mom, too, Jordan.

Oh, man, my bagel.

Oh! Which way?

That way.

We're full. Start the compacter.

Oh, the truck.

Oh, no!

Birdies?

Baby birdies?

Michelle!

You're safe now.

Julie!

Come here, you.

Barnaby. Barnaby?

Where could he be?

Oh, my little babies

♪ My pretty little birds ♪

♪ Are you ready to come to Mama ♪

Barnaby!

Gotcha.

Got it!

Whoa!

Don't worry, Tilly. I'm comin'... oh.

Tilly, you okay?

You wouldn't believe it, Cricket.

They learned my song.

I just started singin',

and Barnaby came right to it.

Oh, heh, sorry about that.

That's okay. I love 'em,

but I'm not the one that should be takin' care of 'em.

Oh, no, no, no, Tilly.

And neither are you.

Well, it's been fun, little guys,

but Papa was right.

I shouldn't have moved your nest.

You need your real mama.

"We understand, Tiwwy.

This is for the best."

Good-bye.

Look, Cricket, it worked.

Their mama came back.

That sure is nice.

Can't wait till our mom comes back.

Yeah, me, too.

Dad said you ate worms.

That's so gross.

But what do they taste like?

Kinda like a caterpillar.

♪ Lost a bet and got bit by 100 flies ♪

♪ And I fell out a big old tree ♪

♪ Hit every branch has scraped up both my knees ♪

♪ I got chased by a dog ♪

♪ Licked by a frog ♪

♪ Got a rash on my leg ♪

♪ Dropped a dozen eggs ♪

♪ I got splitters at seven and ten ♪

♪ And tomorrow, I'll do it all again ♪