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*ADVENTURE TIME ♪ Episode Title : "Summer Showers"

*ADVENTURE TIME ♪ Season 07 Episode 16

Time...

Is a slippery devil.

Our lives are sudden.

They come and go like...

Like a summer shower.

Oh, my glob!

You got the part!

Ah. Ha! I did?

Well, not that part.

You were terrible.

But you can be my personal assistant.

Well...

I guess I have to start somewhere.

Start with my laundry.

Our lives are sudden.

They come and go like a summer shower.

That was great!

Well, maybe not "great,"

but you were a lot better than those others.

- Hey! - Hey!

- Hi, Viola. - Hi, dad.

How's my big-shot actress daughter?

Did you get that part you wanted?

Oh, yeah, the part...

Sure, I got the part.

Well, I think that's great. Just great.

Seriously, that's so good to hear.

Sometimes I wonder if maybe I haven't been the best dad.

Maybe I blew it.

But you getting that part,

that makes my entire life seem worthwhile!

Mmm.

You're great, kid!

Aww, you're great, dad!

Dad, I have to go.

I have a rehearsal.

That's cool. Go get 'em, kid.

I do hope that Nigel had no trouble

at chelmsyhead station.

There are never any taxi cabs to be found...

What have I found here?

Is it a little mouse?

People, look what I found!

It's a little mouse!

Everyone else is really a square,

working together as a team, helping the author/director.

Everyone has the team spirit!

Everyone except the selfish little mouse!

I'm sorry, I was...

Don't interrupt me when I'm berating you!

When are we going to resume rehearsing?

Don't interrupt me when I'm berating my assistant

for interrupting me...

Unless you want some, too!

Well, no.

I can't remember what I was saying.

Assistant, read me back my notes.

Hmm.

You were wrapping it up so we could get back to rehearsal.

Okay... Let's rehearse!

Mr. Cramforth will be drenched

if he walks to the cottage from the station.

Poor suffering Nigel!

Um...

"But he"...

But he is so awfully amusing.

Coming down like cats and dogs.

Reminds me of the rain we had...

Too much water on the coat!

It's not a hurricane!

Again!

Coming down like cats and...

That's too light! It's not a drizzle!

Hey, Viola!

Viola!

Here, girl!

Come on, I want to show you something.

I think it's gonna rain soon, so I'm gonna show you

what real summer showers look like.

And I want you to make little sketches of raindrops

as reference material.

Do you really think this is worthwhile?

Yes! Gah!

How can I explain this as simply as possible?

In my play, I don't want to see big, big gloopy raindrops.

And I don't want to see teeny-weeny, tiny raindrops.

What I want to see is raindrops that are just right.

Neither too big nor too...

Stop interrupting me when I'm trying

to explain things childishly!

Every element of "summer showers"

has to have class.

You know, I may be a princess,

but when people meet me, they don't think "princess."

They think "lumpy space princess."

I bet if I was "Princess Bubblegum buns"

or "sugar plum buns princess" or something,

things would be way different.

They have absolutely no imagination!

I'm the one who has imagination!

I'm the one who's special!

I think my play will prove that...

I've had a really crummy life.

Everything was okay when I was a little kid.

And I could just hang out by myself and make up little games.

Have you tried talking about this with anyone else?

No!

It's part of your job!

You're lucky, it's starting to rain.

Now, pay close attention to these raindrops.

You should fill the whole sketchbook!

I want to see some classy raindrops on opening night!

It's so good to see you, Nigel.

Let chelmsford take your overcoat.

Very well, Tree Trunks.

Her name is Miranda Hobson!

I don't know if I can call Tree Trunks by that other name.

It seems dishonest.

This play is set in a country called eng-land.

And in eng-land, anyone called Tree Trunks

is always called "Miranda Hobson"

during the summer.

I didn't know that.

Yeah.

So let's... whoa!

How did you get here?

I locked the d... Never mind.

Have you finally figured out what rain looks like?

Let's take it from the top!

Coming down like cats and dogs.

Reminds me of the rain we had when mother was still alive.

It'll have to do.

Still lots to finish!

Stay sharp!

Keep it classy!

Let's take it from act two!

How lovely you looked this afternoon, Tree Trunks...

Miranda!

Miranda Hobson.

Oh, Nigel!

You've always made me smile, even when we met,

as children at the badminton tournament.

You were such a mischievous little boy...

And you still are.

Mwah!

I admit I feel quite sleepy!

The summer showers always did affect you that way.

I'll let him rest.

After all, the rain can't last forever.

That wasn't too bad, actually.

Yes, hello.

Miranda Hobson speaking.

Yes, Ms. Hobson, you won't remember me,

but my name is wilfrid.

We met in April at the Chestnut festival

at St. Margaret's school.

I'm between trains and I thought I might drop by.

No visitors to bulkley cottage all season,

and now two in one day!

The doors open in an hour. Here's a pep talk.

Tonight is your night to be special,

'cause you're in a pretty darn special play...

Written by me.

Directed by a pretty special director... also me.

- Hey, Viola! - Yes, director LSP?

Where's our leading lady? Oh, there you are!

What's the matter? You look like you're going to throw up.

I'm going to have to back out of the play.

What?

When I told Mr. Pig about the kissing scene,

he didn't take it well.

Kissing scene?

K-kissing scene?

Kissing scene!

I'm dreadfully sorry.

You can't do this to me!

Who else knows all the lines?

Who else could possibly take your place at the 11th hour

and be a big hero!

Viola!

Your excited gasp just gave me an idea!

I'll play the part!

She sells seashells by the seashore.

She sells seashells by the seashore.

Aah!

I'm sorry!

Are you really here, or are you, like, an eye floater?

I've been usurped!

I can't believe this is our last summer here.

But everything changes, I suppose.

Oh, one thing hasn't changed...

You've never looked lovelier...

Miranda Hobson.

I'll let him rest.

After all, the rain can't last forever.

How long have we been sitting here on the couch, wilfrid?

Ages and ages.

But not nearly long enough!

One looks for a little brightness to warm the days.

I thought that Nigel cramforth had that brightness.

But now I see that doesn't matter.

For you have a different kind of brightness...

A kindness that will always make the cold ham

and bitter rain of eng-land seem like hot tea,

and sweet strawberry jam, and summer showers.

Whoo! Viola! That's my girl!

You were great, kid!

Thanks, but it's not as if I wrote the play.

That was...

I should be mad...

But you were so amazing!

She's quite the actress.

What? No, the acting was fine...

But the rain!

It looked so real on the overcoats!

How did you do it?

This play is gonna run for 20 years!

That was my job, actually...

Putting raindrops on the overcoats.

I only went on stage as a last-minute replacement.

You mean you did the special effects!

You're amazing, kid!

Aww...

You're amazing, dad!

You're amazing!

You're amazing!

♪♪

♪ Come along with me ♪

♪ And the butterflies and bees ♪

This party is so crazy!