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[grunts in effort]

-[screams] -[growls]

[operatic music]

[Eep, Dawn, Ugga, and Hope singing Ride of the Valkyries]

[squeaks]

-[gasps] -[singing continues]

[singing intensifies, stops]

[roaring]

-Look alive, Thunder Sisters! Bearacudas dead ahead!

-Yeah! Dead! [laughing]

But not really because they're alive!

[tired squawking]

-Thunk, why does your spear look like a papaynapple?

-You said prepare for a snack.

-No! We said prepare to attack!

-Quit gabbin' and start stabbin'!

[battle cries]

-Be right there!

As soon as I finish my snack! Mm.

I love the taste of papaynapple in the morning.

[yelps] No!

* Let's live wild, the world's our own *

* We built this wheel now it's gunna roll *

* You know a spark becomes a fire wherever we go *

* Whoa-ho-ho *

* Stuck together, stuck, stuck together *

* It's an evolution for worse or for better *

* To find some unity *

* For all humanity *

* Because we're stuck together *

* In one big family tree *

[bearacudas and Thunder Sisters growling]

[yelling]

[grunting, panting]

[grunts]

-Are you ready to rock, Fire Heart?!

-[yells] -[fire crackling]

-Rocked and loaded! Are you ready to roll, Sister Sunset?

[yells]

-Yes! But I'm not sure about this wheel as a weapon.

EEP: Are you kidding? [grunts]

No one sees a wheel attack coming! Until it's too late.

-You're right. Wheels up! -[both yell]

-Bug nuggets? Fresh lemon drink?

Not too tart, not too sweet.

It's the perfect mid-fight treat.

-We're kinda busy right now, Thunk!

[bell ringing]

-No problem. I'll wait for a timeout.

BOTH: Rock and roll! [yelling]

[groaning]

-Tag me in, Bog Water!

* *

-[grunting] I never tagged you out, Blood Horn!

* *

-[roars] -[screams]

-Oh. In that case...

-[grunting] -[bearacuda growling]

-Moist leaf-ette?

-[straining]: Yeah, uh, maybe later, Thunk.

-[roaring] -Yeah! Now's not a good time!

-Gotcha. You know where to find me.

[grunting, yells]

UGGA: Pair-acuda!

Yeah. That kinda works.

* *

-[yelling] -GRAN: Good thinking, Seeker!

You bite 'em, and I'll smite 'em

-'cause I'm Queen O' Wimmins! -[thunder cracks]

[yelling]

-[chanting]: Thunder, thunder, like a shout!

When you hear it, it hurts your ears!

That doesn't rhyme.

Do you know a word that rhymes with "shout"?

-Out! As in get out before I toss you out!

[snarls]

-Loud and clear, guys.

Loud and clear.

[slow motion yelling, roaring]

GRAN: We did it again, Thunder Sisters.

-Fight hard, feast hard. -[scared chittering]

-Gran! For the last time, we don't eat Sash!

-Because she's too chewy?

-It's okay, Sash. -[squeaking]

No one's gonna chew you on mywatch.

-Let's just eat this other food, Mom.

-GRUG: Yeah, it looks delicious! -THUNDER SISTERS: Huh?

-Mind if we join you?

-Sorry, Guy-boy. You know the rules.

Thunder Sisters only.

-I fervently object, but we refuse to beg.

ALL: Please!

-No! Now beat it before I start cracking those eggshells

you call skulls with my...

Wait, where's my staff?

-Maybe it's back on the battlefield?

-Huh. Wouldn't be the first time

I left something behind.

But usually it's teeth.

Thunk! Go find my staff!

-Gran, that's not Thunk. That's a pile of meat.

-What's the difference? Ha! But seriously, where is he?

[confused murmuring]

-Thunk never misses a victory feast.

-Or any feast.

-He's probably watching clouds on window.

His loss. Now, let's eat.

-Wrong! We don't eat until we're allhere.

-Well, we're here! -Not you, Z-Team.

I'm talking about the Thunder Sisters!

We beattogether, we eattogether.

Now let's go get him!

[Thunder Sisters grumble]

[Grug sighs]

-Be a shame to let this feast go to waste.

-A tragedy, actually. -Uh-huh.

Only monsters would let a tragedy happen.

And we're not monsters.

-Right. Unless we're hungry.

Burnip me! [grunts]

GRAN: Thunder Sisters only!

Or our next feast will be youmeat-logs!

[screaming, panting]

* *

-I'm just gonna say what everyone is thinking.

I can't remember the last time

I saw this couch without Thunk on it.

-Are we sure we're looking at the right couch?

-Yup. You can tell 'cause of the bug nuggets.

-And the Thunk-shaped dents.

-Have all your eyes been gouged out? He's right there!

* *

-Gran, that's Douglas.

[gentle snoring]

-Ah, you're right. Thunk's got a longer tail.

-Okay, so if Thunk's not here, where on flat Earth is he?

-Oh, I know exactlywhere he i.

[creaking]

Huh. I was sure he'd be here.

But don't worry! I know another place he might be.

[creaking]

-Any otherideas? -One more!

And it's literallythe only other place he could be.

-And... I'm out of ideas. -Me, too.

But mostly because we're out of hammocks.

-So, Thunk just disappeared?

-Maybe. Or he's right there!

-You mean me?

Gran, I'm Dawn! You know me.

-Maybe. Only one way to be sure. -[muffled yelling]

Nope. These choppers

aren't a nightmare made real like Thunk's.

Other girl's story checks out.

-I don't love how you've memorized all of our teeth.

-Just makes sense.

Since they'll all be mine someday. [evil laugh]

-What?! -PHIL: Did someone say...

-Thunder Misters? -GRUG: Hm!

-What? No! No one said that.

-Are you sure, ma'am? 'Cause I swear I heard--

-Nothing even close to that? Yes, you did.

-Anyway, we heard Thunk was missing

and we wanna help find him!

-And, when we succeed,

you'll find room for us at your victory feast.

-As guests. Not food.

-Never gonna happen.

-Why not? It's more eyes on the prize.

-'Cause we have eyes! -Grug's right.

As they say, 18 eyes are better than 12.

-No one says that, Phil!

-Wolfspiders do. Or they would if they could speak.

-Hey! You three super-zeroes said

the Thunder Misters were finished forever.

-Thanks for the offer, guys,

but the Thunder Sisters

can find their own ontheir own.

-Great! Now we're never gonna get

invited to that victory feast!

You did it again, Guy!

-Agreed. Guy pulled another "Guy."

-Seriously? We all agreed to no more Thunder Misters, didn't we?

-[gasps] Yes.

No more Thunder... Misters.

[escalating laughter]

[Grug joins in]

[Guy joins in]

-Wait, why are we laughing? -[Grug shrugs]

[Grug and Phil laughing maniacally]

[Guy joins in]

[all laughing]

EEP: Okay, Thunder Sisters

Thunk must have left the farm, but to go where exactly?

-What about that eelgle nest?

EEP: Oh, yeah! Thunk said it was the perfect snoozing spot!

-Or punch monkey village.

-[monkeys shrieking] -UGGA: He loved the food there.

Eating and throwing it.

-What about that place? -What place, Gran?

-You know, the one with water?

-Uh, the beach?

-No. -Lake Wetwater?

-No! -The sink?

[inquisitive growl]

-That's it, Sandy. Glowshine Lake!

Yeah, he wouldn't shut up about it

after he went there with that guy.

You know, the one with the head.

-Guy? -No.

-Phil? -No!

-Thunk? -No!

-Grug, Mom? -No!

Grug's not a real name!

PHIL: Did someone say they needed

help finding Thunk?

-No. Didn't this happen already? Are we in a time loop?

-Yeah. We just covered

the "no more Thunder Misters" issue.

But here you are, like that.

So, bring us up to speed. What's the story?

-We're not the Thunder Misters.

-We're the Thunder Sifters!

-An elite team that specializes

in searching, seeking, and looking.

-All the same thing.

-In other words, sifting.

-And that's completely different from the Thunder Misters.

-A truth that is undeniable because wehave new names.

-Oh, no, please don't.

-I'm Eyeball Looker! Whoa!

-Oculocationarity! [soft laugh]

-And Guy Sight!

[grunting]

-Hm? -[ding]

-Whoa! Oh--

-[grunting] -[gasping]

-The Betterman Eye Enhancer! Help me find it.

[panicked searching]

-It's in your hand, Phil. -Hm?

Ah... Oh, yes. There it is.

The point is, we're going to help you find Thunk,

whether you like it or not. And then, you'll welcome us

to your victory feasts henceforth. Agreed?

-Phil, if you-- -Oculocationarity!

-I'm not calling you that. And how can you find Thunk

when you can't even find what's in your own--

-Welcome to that search party, boys!

THUNDER SIFTERS: Yes!

-Are you kidding? -Of course not.

Like they say, 18 eyes are better than 12.

-I told you that was a thing.

-But Thunk could be anywhere, so we need to split up.

Why don't you Thunder Blisters--

-Sifters. Thunder Sifters.

Sorry to interrupt. That was rude.

But I just wanted to clarify. For clarity. Respectfully.

Please go on. Not that you need my permission.

[nervous laugh]

-Anyway, you three go and check the Shock Swamp.

-We'll cover the rest. -GRUG: Ooh...

Shock Swamp? Seems a little shocky and swampy

for Thunk. And us.

-Well, if you're not upto it...

-Oh, we're up to it!

-Yeah! Because we want in on the victory feast action!

-We also wanna find Thunk, of course.

-And we will! Because we're the Thunder Misters!

-Sifters. -Sifters!

And we can find anything!

Like my Eye Enhancer. It's missing again!

-[gasps] -Find it, Sifters! Find it!

-Uh, you really think Thunk is in the Shock Swamp?

-Of course not.

But this gets those lug nuggets out of our hair!

Now, let's go before they figure out

they got the short end of the shock.

-No chance of that.

-Is this your eye thingy?

-No. That's a crystal.

-Yeah! A really pretty crystal. -[goofy laugh]

* *

[grunts, yells]

[all yelling]

[grunting]

-Where there's a nap, there's a Thunk!

-Okay, Thunk. Nap time's over.

Now, let's get you outta here

before we all become eelgle chow.

[all gasp]

-Thunk turned himself into an egg?

So he isa wizard!

-I am the greatest wizard alive!

-No, Dawn. That's just an egg.

-Whatever it is, I call it delicious.

-Mm... Delicious sounds delicious.

-Yeah, I'm actually feeling papaynapple. Snack break?

-Good call. So, who's got snacks?

ALL: Huh?

-Yeah. Thunk's in charge of snacks.

-Oh, yeah.

-So who wants some raw egg?

-[eelgle screeches] -[all gasp]

-Make it to-go 'cause we're leaving. Time to glide!

* *

So, punch monkey village?

-Worth a shot! -[eelgle screeches]

-Why is that eelgle chasing us?

-Can't make an omelet without stealing some eggs, Hair Nest!

Also, you're making me an omelet!

[monkeys shrieking]

* *

-[whispers]: Okay. Keep it quiet.

We don't want the punch monkeys to know we're--

-Thunk! -Dawn!

-Hope!

-Or we all yell at the top of our lungs.

That's another way to go.

-It's fine! No one's here. -Not yet,

but I'm guessing they'll be here soon.

Look at all that food.

DAWN: And it's all the same food

-you make, Ugga. -Yeah, Mom.

Exactlylike the food you make.

-[nervous laugh] What? No, that's just--

DAWN: There's Ugg's Nugs, Ugg Rolls,

they even have Nachos by Ugga!

-Do you know what this means, Mom?

-Uh... -The punch monkeys

-stole your recipes! -Exactly.

The punch monkeys obviouslystole Ugga's recipes,

and we can stop talking about it because that's what happened

and there's no other possible explanation!

EEP: Hm...

-I don't care who made it. I'm eatin' it!

-I'm going in for some of the Nachos by Ugga by the punch monkeys!

-[Dawn crunching] -Right behind you!

-Not as good as yours, Ugga, but still tasty.

-And salty. Does anyone have any lemon drink?

-Thunk's the one who brings the drinks, remember?

[sad murmuring]

-[munching] -[punch monkeys chattering]

[all gasp]

[growling]

-We should probably...

UGGA: Run!

-[all screaming] -[monkeys shrieking]

* *

-Ew...

Why would Thunk come here?

-[buzzing] -This place is a dump!

-Are you sure this is the place Thunk was talking about?

-Of course, I'm sure!

-About what? -I hope we find Thunk soon.

I'm melting. Can I get a towel?

-Sure, when we find Thunk.

Because towels are also his thing.

-How is he nowhere? He's gotta be somewhere, right?

-Sure. Even if he isa wizard.

-Oh, my powers have no end!

-Well, he's obviouslynot here, so can we go?

I've had enough of Smells Like A Foot Lake.

[disappointed groans]

[buzzing]

[mystical whooshing]

-[insects chirping] -GUY: There's no sign of...

-[zapping] -[yelping]

...Thunk. But I'll keep my Guys peeled

because I'm Guy Sight.

-[zapping] -[yelping]

-I think my hands are broken.

-[zapping] -[yelping]

I can't see a thing!

-[zapping] -[yelping]

An Eyeball Looker can't look without eyes!

Ah!

-Watch your step, you hairy tree stump.

-[zapping] -[yelping]

You're disturbing potential clues

under review by...

-[zapping] -[yelping]

-...Oculocationarity. -GUY: Guys?

I'm a little worried about T-bone

being all alone out here.

He doesn't do well outdoors.

-[zapping] -[yelping]

-Or indoors.

I guess that just leaves... outdoors.

-[zapping] -[yelping]

-No, it doesn't!

Hey. I didn't get sho--

-[zapping] -[yelping]

Why?!

-Indeed. Thunk needs us.

-[zapping] -[yelping]

But more importantly,

we need him to secure our seats at the victory feast!

-[zapping] -[yelping]

Now, keep looking!

Ah! My Eye Enhancer is gone again!

-Did you check your hand?

-My hand? Who do you think I am? Grug?

-[zapping] -[yelping]

-No. I meant your other--hand! -[zapping]

-Ah-ha! I found it!

Nothing slips past Oculashut--[sighs]

Oculaship--[annoyed groan]

What was my Thunder Sifter name again?!

-[zapping] -[yelping]

-Well, here's one thing that slipped past you, Occupado.

The road ribs I brought. Rib toss!

[grunts] Ah...

Okay. Shock Swamp one, Grug zero.

Round two. Rib-coming!

[zap]

Gah! I hate this place!

Can't even have a snack here.

-[zapping, yelping] -Huh? Wait,

-what did you just say, Grug? -He said,

[mocking]: "can't even have a snack here."

-[zap, yelps] -GUY: Exactly!

And why would Thunk come to a place where he couldn't snack?

-[zapping] -[yelping]

-He wouldn't. [yelping]

Which can mean only one thing!

-Thunk isn't Thunk anymore?

-[zapping] -[yelping]

-No. The Thunder Sisters sent us here

-to get us out of their hair! -Whoa.

-I'm shocked. [screaming] -[zapping]

So what do we do now?

-We do what the Thunder Sifters always do.

[growling, hissing]

-Look cool. Yeah. -No.

Run!

-[all screaming] -[roaring]

-A littleto the left, Mom.

And, Hope, can you scoot in justa smidge?

Okay! Perfect.

-Um, why are we doing this again?

-Because to find Thunk, we must thinklike Thunk.

Get inside his head.

-Thunk watches window all the time.

So, maybe if wewatch window,

we'll know what he's thinking and where he is.

EEP: Hm...

* *

-Yeah, this is a bust. -[groaning]

-Maybe we should just go back to the farm.

I mean, we don't know for sure he isn't still there.

-You're right. He's probably eating our feast right now.

Or sleeping. Or both.

-So it's settled. Let's go home.

* *

Anyone remember which way home is?

-Sure. Home is where you keep your teeth.

Ah... Home teeth home.

-Ugh. Anyone else?

-Too bad Thunk's not here. He usually brings the maps...

-And the drinks. -And the snacks.

-And the moist leaf-ettes.

-[growling] -[all gasp]

[roaring]

-[sighs] Thunk was our lookout, too.

GRAN: Well, whoever he is, he sure blew thatjob.

-Because we're in a bearacuda pit

and we're gonna be bearacu-dinner?

-You mean beara-fooda? -Ooh, yeah! That's way better!

-Where did the bearacudas go?

I mean, they toss us into this pit,

and then, poof, they're gone.

-That's bearacudas for ya.

They like their prey to stew in their own fear.

And salt. Mm...

Makes the meat tender.

-How do you know that, Gran?

-You don't want her to answer that question.

-True story.

-I just wish Thunk was here.

I could really use one of his confusing

but motivational cheers.

-Yeah. I guess I never realized how much he does for this team.

-Yep. He wears a lot of hats for someone who doesn't wear hats.

-It's too bad we all blew him off

instead of letting him know that.

[all sigh]

* *

-This is ourfault.

Wedid this well. Well, all of youdid this.

- Wedid this. -Ugh! Fine. We!

-Every one of us took Thunk for granted,

instead of telling him how important he is.

-And now, we'll never be able to say that to Thunk.

-THUNK: Say what to me? -[gasps]

* *

-ALL: Thunk! - That'sThunk?

-Yes, Mom. You know that's Thunk. -[Sandy giggling]

-No. I thought that was just a really big

strong walking baby.

-Thunk! We've been looking everywhere for you!

-You have? Why?

-Because you weren't at the feast. -[giggling]

-Yeah, that is notlike me at all.

But I wasn't there because I was looking for this.

-My staff!

-Wait, that'swhere you've been?

Looking for Gran's staff?

-Uh-huh! I saw some bearacudas run off with it,

so I went after them.

-[Sandy laughing] -You're the best, Thunk.

-I am? -He is?

-And we don't tell you that enough.

-You don't? -We don't?

-You're the vine that ties us all together.

-And we all love you.

-You do? -I guess.

Unless you start crying like a giant walking baby!

-Wow. Thanks.

-I love you, too. [gasps] -[bearacudas roar]

I also love being alive,

so we gotta go 'cause the bearacudas are coming back.

Grab on!

-Thanks, whoever you are.

-Gran, it's me, Thunk! Don't you know me?

-Sure. Just messing with you, kid.

[all gasp]

[growling]

Thunder Sisters! It's time to thunder like Thunk!

-Ooh! I like that one!

[all yelling]

[grunting, straining]

-Going up!

-[grunts] And coming down!

[yells, grunts]

[laughing]

-Fresh lemon drink, anyone?

-[fighting continues] -Mm! Not too tart, not too sweet.

-It's the perfect mid-fight treat.

-Thanks, Thunk. -[growling]

-[yelling, grunting] -[roars]

-[panting] -[growling]

[grunts]

HOPE: Jump through a crack...

-[yelling, grunts] -[growls]

-...set up a sneak attack!

-Huh? -THUNK: Bug nuggets, Gran?

-Ah! You read my mind. -Mm!

Do you have spicy, but not too spicy?

-But, of course. Just for you.

-Ooh! You're a treasure, Thunk.

-Cheers. -Mm!

-[growling] -[grunting, laughing]

-Two's company... -[growling]

-[screaming] -[grunts]

...and tree's a crowd!

-Get it? Because Sandy hit you with a tree!

-Towel? Moist leaf-ette?

-Ah. Exactly what I needed, Thunk.

[Thunk laughs]

[gasps]

[Sandy growling happily]

-Hero? [laughs] No, Sandy. I'm just a Thunk.

-[growling] -[gasps, screams]

-[Gran yells] -[roaring]

[Eep and Ugga yelling]

[roaring]

-[panting] -HOPE: Hm...

[slow-motion yelling, roaring]

[growling]

[yelling]

[woozy growling]

-[snarling] -[Thunk humming]

-Boop. [laughs]

[roaring]

[all cheering]

-Great work, Thunder Sisters.

This calls for a victory cheer! Thunk?

-Okay. Uh... Ooh! Got one.

When I say thunder, you say thunder!

-Thunder! -THUNDER SISTERS: Thunder!

-And when I say sisters, you say thunder again!

-Sisters. -SISTERS: Thunder again! What? Thunder?

-Hm. Let's workshop it and do a dry run tomorrow.

-Or we skip the victory cheer

and have a victory feast instead.

-Whoa. Bold, risky,

but that juice is worth the squeeze.

Especially if there's freshly squeezed juice.

GRAN: We put this off to run in circles,

so no more hammerhead horseplay!

-Let's eat... Huh? -HOPE: But first, a toast.

-Oh, seriously?

-To Thunk, for showing us how wrong we were.

-And how right we are

with him on our side.

SISTERS: To Thunk!

-[cheering] -Enough mush!

Time for meat sweats!

-EEP: Wait! -Oh, come on!

-What about the Thunder Sifters? -The Thunder who what now?

-Thunder Sifters! Dad, Grug, and Guy.

-They went to the Shock Swamp, and they're still gone.

-Well, they find stuff, right? -Yeah.

-So they'll find their way home. Problem solved.

-We're walking in circles!

-To confuse the ramacondas.

It's a rudimentary evasion tactic.

-[sighs] We've passed this tree whatever comes after two times.

-Of course. And do you know why?

-We're lost? -Wrong!

We're the Thunder Sifters,

a team that finds things together,

including a way to escape this swamp

before ramacondas devour us...

-Ah! -[growling]

[hissing]

Never mind!

Every man or man-beast for himself!

-[screaming] -[Grug gasps]

[hissing roar]

[screaming]

-We can't outrun a ramaconda!

-[Guy panting, yelling] -I know! Just gotta outrun Phil!

Or you!

-I am never teaming up with you guys again!

[snarling]

Until we team up again!

[roaring]

* *