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' to Gramma's house, oh, movin' to Gramma's house ♪

Bug flew in my mouth.

Oh, man, I am super excited about the city.

Livin' in the country was great and all,

but I was a big fish in a little pond.

I'm ready for a bigger pond.

It'll be great to see Gramma again.

"It'll be great to see you, too, Tilly,

and give you lots of chocolates."

I know things have been tough since losin' the farm,

but livin' in the city will be a fresh start for us.

It'll be great. In fact, it's gotta be great.

If this doesn't work out, I don't know where we'll end up.

- Papa. - Thanks, sweetie.

Dad, don't worry about it.

I know a lot about the city.

In fact, you might call me an expert.

Cricket Green, city expert.

But you've never been to the city.

I flipped through a book once.

Did I miss our exit?

Kids, help Dad out. Help Dad out!

Dad, there it is. Pull over here, Dad. I'll help.

Cricket, get your hands off the wheel.

Boy, thing sure are different around here since I was a boy.

This area used to be all rollin' farmland.

Yes, sir, this is the place for me.

Wow!

It's more beautiful than I thought.

Dad, Dad, we gotta pull over.

There's so much happenin' around here.

No, Cricket, I'd rather not.

Drivin' around here is freakin' me out.

I'm doin' my best, pal!

Look at that thing. Oh, missed it.

Oh, that's cool. Aw, missed it.

Come on, Dad, can't we get out for just a little bit?

I can show you two around.

Boy, let me concentrate.

I'll sure feel a lot better once we get to Gramma's house.

- Huh? - Hey, Dad.

Cricket, why can't you be good like your sister? Huh?

- Hi. - Dad, you've gotta come check this out.

All right, fine.

"No parking except on weekdays.

Holidays and Sundays in between the hours..."

It don't make no sense.

Let's see. Mm-hm, mm-hmm. Looks good.

- Come on, Dad, hurry up. - Well, okay.

This ain't nothin' like back home, Dad.

Look around ya.

Welcome to Big City!

- Neato! - Yay!

Oh, boy.

- Sure is impressive.

Well, whoop-whoop to you, too.

Are these really free?

Yeah, man. I've had, like, 11 of these today. Whoo!

Look, Dad, free sody pops.

Compliments of that very radical dude.

Ooh-whee, Tilly, over there.

Look, a noble city bird.

I wonder what he's thinkin'.

Here, city bird, have some crumbs.

Huh. Ah! Move, move, move, move!

I'm not so sure about this.

Ah, what are you talkin' about?

It's not so bad.

Why, with an expert like me by your side,

we'll be able to handle this city, no problem.

Our truck! No, no, no, no!

Excuse me, sir. I think there's been a little mistake here.

Come back!

- Ho... - Ly... - Moley.

My map was in that car.

I don't know how to get to your gramma's house without it.

What the heck are we supposed to do now?!

Be calm, Papa.

Tilly's right. Be calm, Papa.

This is nothing more than a minor setback.

Cities are full of options and possibilities

I'm sure we can find our way to Gramma's house.

How big can Big City be?

Ew. Just felt a chill go down my spine.

Come on, Gramma's house...

Gramma's house, Gramma's house. - Oh, boy.

If we can't drive, we'll just start walkin'.

Easy squeezy.

Whoa, coulda died.

Hey, look, a little ghost man.

Ghost means go.

Ah... ah.

Ah...

Whee!

Oh, gosh, my personal space. My personal space!

- Move it! - Watch it!

Get outta the road!

Taxi. Taxi!

- Where to? - Anywhere away from Kyle.

Let's get in one of those.

Come on, Papa. Just wave your hand in the air.

Tilly, you know how I feel about parading my finger around in public.

That hay baler took the best part of me.

I got this, Dad. The yellow cars are the hardest to catch.

So leave it to me.

- Taxi!! - Sacre bleu!

They don't stop for nothin'.

Hey, guys, I found a feller who's offerin' us all a ride.

Come on and hop in my creepy van.

Whoa, whoa, no.

No. Thank you very much, sir.

Eh, probably a good decision.

What now, Mr. City Expert?

Well, let's see. Hmm.

Aha. I know a secret way people in the city get around.

Nope. Never mind. Follow me.

Gramma's house, Gramma's house.

Gramma's house.

Cricket, would you just stop?

Please be water.

That's it. We'll take

the best form of public transportation available.

The city bus.

Ah, ridin' to Gramma's house in comfort and safety.

Oh, no. The bus is full of weirdos.

We should get outta here.

No, it's fine.

Oh, hey, that guy looks friendly.

Just mindin' his own business.

Rats, rats, he's made of rats!

Are you sure we're in the clear?

Don't worry. Anyone sees us, I'll take care of 'em.

Okay, come on, let's go, go, go, go, go.

Ugh, some fresh start.

First we lost the farm, then we lost our truck,

huh, and now, we're lost.

City ain't no place for us.

We'll just have to live somewhere else.

Maybe you're right, Dad.

I was sure I knew everything about the city,

but it turns out, I don't know nothin'.

I thought I could handle a bigger pond.

Well, if we're gonna live on the streets,

might as well get comfy.

This cardboard box will make a handsome breakfast nook.

Or maybe a rug.

Oh, look, there's another poor soul the city's workin' against.

That's the same towin' company that took our truck.

Dad, I made a big mistake.

I've been tryin' to show you how great the city is,

but I shoulda been remindin' you how great we are.

We're tough.

We're resilient.

We're the gol dang Green family!

Now we've got a chance here to get our truck back,

and if we can do that,

then we can surely make it in Big City.

- Come on! - Wait, Cricket!

Is this legal?

Sh. There it is.

Just as beautiful as the day we met.

- Come on, let's go. - Cricket, wait.

It's just like we left it.

Ketchup stains and melted crayons and everything.

Okay, okay, don't make so much noise.

Move slowly and quietly.

Never mind. Scatter!

Whee!

- Phew!

I got the keys. Whoa!

Oh, we shoulda never come here.

We don't know anything about the city.

You're wrong, Dad.

There's a lot we may not know about this city,

but there's a few things we do.

Have some free sody pop.

Compliments of the house.

Now, Tilly, release the crumbs.

Now's our chance.

Come on, come on, come on!

- Dad, what are you doin'? - Go!

Sorry, I just gotta make this right.

There we go. Always do the right thing, kids.

Dad!

Heh. Hay baler. Ha!

Wow!

Ya know, we did pretty well back there, didn't we?

Yeah, we did.

Gramma's house...

Gramma's house.

Gramma's house, Gramma's house,

Gramma's house!

Gramma's house, Gramma's house!

Whoa!

Well, at least this place hasn't changed.

It's just like home.

We get to live here, Papa?

That's the plan. What do you think?

It's perfect.

Hey, Ma, we're here.

Ma? Ma!

Yah! That'll teach you to be late.

I coulda died.

Now give me a hug.

Gramma!

Real funny, Ma.

Oh, welcome home.

HBget started.

Yeah!

Wait, what are we lookin' for?

Your Gramma's old teddy bear.

I'm hopin' it'll calm her restless spirit.

She's been having her nightmares again.

You think poison can kill me?!

Now kiss me, you fool.

All right! Let's go find it!

Hey! Wait a second!

Not here. Not here. Not here.

Not here.

Not in here.

Maybe in here...

- Cricket! -Huh?

Well, you're not gonna find it randomly rummaging through everything.

It's best if we take a slow, methodical approach.

- Found it! -Huh?

Gramma's teddy. I found it! See?

Hmm. Lucky find I guess.

All right, let's think this through.

I could get a ladder and--

Ow! Cricket!

Cricket, get off of there! You're making a mess!

Don't worry! I've got light feet and perfect balance!

Whoa! Ooh! Ow!

Dang it, boy, it's not a race! Ugh!

Cricket, I'll get it.

No, it's okay! I'm almost there!

-No, no, no, let me... -Dad, I got it.

Cricket, just let me do it.

-Huh? Come on. -Huh?

-I spotted it first. -You're gonna hurt yourself.

Cricket! You okay?

Aw, look at these little cuties.

Cricket, no! Raccoons are awful, vile creatures!

Nonsense. You wouldn't hurt a fly, now would you?

Aah!

Get 'em off me! Get 'em off me!

Aah!

Oh, my gosh, Dad, you're right!

Those horrible, beady eyes.

Snarling, wet mouths.

Gross, grabby hands.

I thought Gramma took care of them years ago.

They've been here all along, getting stronger.

Ow! They're trying to kill us!

Cricket, stand up! We have to assert our dominance!

- No way, it worked! Whoo!

Oh, no, they're everywhere!

I saw a crow this mornin.'

I knew it was a bad omen.

Oh, jeez, this is bad.

If we can't get them vermin out of our house,

we may not even have a house!

We'll have to live in the garage.

And that's where the raccoons live!

Get out of here, you mangy rats!

Oh, man, they're goin' deeper into the house!

Dad, what are we gonna do?!

I've got a plan.

Those raccoons won't know what hit 'em.

You're gonna hit 'em?

What? No. We're gonna--

Ooh, boy, gonna fight a raccoon!

Cricket, that's not the plan.

Gonna mutilate some--

Wait, that's not the plan? What's the plan?

Peanut butter? What the heck is that for?

We'll use it as bait to trap those varmints.

Ooh, bait! I like the sound of that.

Gotta make sure the cage is nice and sturdy.

Ooh, yeah. Sturdy!

Then we hide around the corner.

Hiding! Oh, yeah!

Then... we wait.

All right! We--

Wait?

We wait, and we wait.

Tick tock. The passage of time.

Any minute now. Or could be hours! Who knows?

Round and round goes the clock, but we stay still.

- Tick, tock, tick, tock.

Wonder if we got anything yet.

Nope, not yet.

But that's okay.

Ooh, hold on. Here comes one now.

Finally! It's happening!

--Huh?

Dad, he's not goin' in! The trap's not workin'!

He'll go inside. Just be patient.

I don't got time to be patient!

Cricket, wait!

Huh? My pants!

Dang it! He got away!

I almost had him, Dad! Why did you trip me up?

The trap was gonna work, but you got in the way!

Nuh-uh! You got in my way.

Y'all have more of these crackers?

Well, Dad, your traps ain't workin'.

So I'm sorry, but I'm just gonna have to cut ya loose and handle this myself.

Oh-ho, is that so? Well, fine by me.

Clearly, I'd do better on my own.

Oh, yeah? Well, we'll see.

Yeah, I think you will.

Oh, it's on.

You bet it is!

Can I help?

-Of course, sweetie. -Yeah, fine, that's okay.

Dandy!

--Huh?

Aah!

I am now one of them.

I'm gonna get you!

Gotcha cornered.

Aah!

Gotcha!

Oh.

Hey. I don't know if you've noticed, but I am also a raccoon.

I got a funny question.

What are your weaknesses?

I definitely won't use that information against you later.

You can just write it down if you're shy.

No! That's Ma's room!

Oh, my gosh! Gramma, I'll save you!

Cricket, no!

Aah!

Which one of you fools let raccoons into my house?!

Stay here! Grammy's got this!

Ma, wait!

Come here, you varmints!

Huh? My trap-- it's working!

Hooray! I caught it!

What are you talking about?! My cage trapped it!

Well, sure, after I slowed him down!

He was literally in my trap!

Oh, humans. They're crazy. Am I right?

You didn't see nothin'.

Aah!

Oh, no. It's happening.

Oh, my gosh! We're surrounded!

Wow. Kicked out of our own house by a bunch of raccoons. Nice work, Dad.

Me? You're the one who kept messin' up my traps, which would've worked if--

Oh, really? Maybe in fantasy land!

Don't you dare, boy. You're bein' about as helpful as another raccoon.

Shut up! It's both your dang faults!

Your squabblin' ain't getting us anywhere!

If only we were more like the raccoons.

Huh?

I lived amongst them.

I learned how organized they are.

When they work together,

they can accomplish truly amazing things.

And you know what else we could be more like?

A river.

A river flows and flows. It never--

All right, Tilly, we get it.

Okay, Gramma.

The girl's right.

There was a bit of nonsense at the end there,

but a lot of truth.

We gotta work together as a team!

We'll need to combine Gramma's experience,

my overwhelming physical strength,

Cricket's assertiveness, and Poppa's patience.

-Fine, if I must. -Worth a shot, I guess.

That's the spirit!

And I'm a fresh lollipop as well!

Now can we get a move on?

All right, gang. Suit up!

It's garbage day!

And it's time to take out the trash eaters!

Wow! I did it!

Wow! I did it!

Looks like I trapped 'em all up!

You mean I rounded 'em all up.

-Hmm... -Hmm...

Nice lasso work, I guess.

I suppose it was strategic to have a trap there.

You could say we trapped them all.

Yeah, sure.

Um, I think you both missed one.

Tilly!

Help! My disguise was too good!

He wants to marry me!

He's trying to escape out the back door!

Quick! He's heading for that hole!

Dad! We gotta work together!

You're right. Let's do this!

Take your time! Choose your shot!

Aah!

Hiya!

Well, Dad, we did it.

We make a pretty good team, son.

Agreed. Although, I don't know why we argue so much.

Probably 'cause we both think we know best.

No, no, that's not it.

It's probably 'cause we both think we know best.

Hmm... Well, anyway, time to do what's best for these raccoons.

Back to the wild with ya!

We did a good thing, Dad.

We sure did, son. We sure did.

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