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[Mouse squeaks]

[Penguins chirp]

[Screeches]

[All cheering]

[Screeches]

[Quacks]

I "Adventure Time" I

I Come on, grab your friends I

I We're going to very distant lands I

I With Jake the dog and Finn the human I

I The fun will never end I

I It's "Adventure Time” I

Yeah! [Chuckles]

Whoo—hoo!

[Laughs]

Yes. This is a hoot.

[Cheering]

JAKE: And the winner of the three—legged race is...

not us!

[Chuckles]

But we ran a fair race, Kim Kil Whan.

Yes, quite.

Heh, heh.

Of course, we could have murdered them,

but I was holding back.

I'm glad you didn't show off, Dad.

Thanks.

[indistinct conversations]

[Clea rs th roat]

Thanks to my team of awesomely talented sales associates

and also my father, Jake, who's visiting us this year...

...this has been the most successful

animal sports/picnic socializing event ever.

Uh, whoo—hoo.

ALL: Whoo—hoo!

Wow. Really nice deviled egg presentation this year, Steve.

Mmm.

Dad, I'm glad you stuck around.

I confess I had an ulterior motive for inviting you.

I really need your advice on something.

My advice?

KIM KIL WHAN: Parenting advice.

I don't know how to deal with my daughter, Bronwyn.

I have a granddaughter?

Psych, I knew that.

What's the problem, mijo.

Bronwyn is not doing well at school.

She seems to be busy enough with homework when she's here,

but her grades are slipping.

And her teacher says she keeps falling asleep at her desk.

Why is she so unengaged?

And how can I manage her towards financial success

if she's that unengaged?

I thought you might have some insight

because of your teenage kind of lifestyle.

What say we rifle through her biz next time she's out?

Well, I'm no snoop,

but I found these unusual graphics in her recycling bin.

What do you make of these?

Oh.

Mm—hmm.

Ahh.

What are you thinking?

Not sure yet. I'll have to sleep on it.

I'll let you know tomorrow if I think of anything.

Weird.

[Bat squeaking]

— Whoo—hoo! —[Laughter]

— Yeah! — Oh, man! Wow!

[Cheering]

[Chanting] Bronwyn! Bronwyn! Bronwyn!

Nice one, Bronwyn!

[Whistling]

Classic Bronwyn.

Hey, Bronwyn, isn't that your dad?

Nope. That's my granddad.

What? You here to bust me?

Nah, I'm just here to skate.

Yeah, okay.

Show me some moves.

— Noice! — Pretty good moves.

Yeah!

You're actually kinda cool, for a gwampa.

Thank you, thank you.

[As Kim Kil Whan] Thank you. I value your opinion.

[Laughs] That's a spot—on KKW.

[Laughs] Yeah.

Um, that reminds me.

We're supposed to talk about getting your grades up

in school or something.

What?

We're worried about your, um, financial success!

I knew it.

You're not cool!

— You're just like Dad! — What?

I mean, hey, I love your dad, but we're nothing alike.

It looks like this round gramps is a real square.

[Laughter]

I'm not a square.

But now I am.

Whoa! Radical!

[Laughter]

— How'd you do that? — Do another one!

I'm an old tree.

[Laughter]

An equestrian statue.

Jake, are you going to stay here all night?

What? They like me.

They like my ageless style and everything.

Hmm.

But hark! What's that I hear?

[Farting]

Bronwyn beefed it.

[Laughter]

Y—You're the fart.

What? No.

BRONWYN: Old fart.

I'm cool!

JAKE: Son, it's worse than we thought.

Oh, koo. Is it black magic?

A cursed ring? An investment scam?

JAKE: Worse!

I tried real—talking with Bronwyn last night,

and now she thinks I'm a square!

I feel like you're losing sight of the point here, Dad.

Pretty much everyone thinks I'm great, right?

Maybe stay away from my daughter.

Don't worry, Son.

I won't rest until Bronwyn realizes how cool I am!

But what about...

[Grumbles] Dad.

— I got this! I got this! — Whoo—hoo!

Oh, Glob! I don't!

[Laughter]

JAKE: Fellow dudes!

Old cheeseballs is back.

OW—OW—OW—OW—OW—OW—OW.

Check it out, kids!

I brought my roommate! He's 16!

[Finn snoring]

That's so old.

Do something cool.

— No, I'm sleep—— — Here, play your flute.

Kids Iove flute.

— Wha—— —[Foomp!]

[Flute melody playing]

Ugh. Is that solo flute?

Yo, that stinks nasty.

—[Booing] — Uh—oh, kids hate flute.

But they love mash—ups!

[Beatboxing]

Whoa, Gwampa is turning it up!

[Cheering]

[ChanUng] Jake!Jake!Jake!Jake!Jake!

Math! [Snoring]

This dude don't give a dump.

Dang, you're, like, like a cool gwampa.

Yes!

[indistinct conversations]

[squeaks]

Hey, guys.

Have you ever heard music like this?

[Gulp!]

[Coughing]

Way to choke, Bron.

JAKE: Yo, how about a duet?

[Beatboxing]

[Coughing continues]

[Laughter]

Even Gwamps can't save you, Bron!

B, why'd you stop?

They're laughing at me.

Hey, come on, guys, don't bust on Bronwyn.

Bronwyn's cool. I can vouch for her.

Now let's all watch me skate!

Whoo!

[Laughter]

BRONWYN: Weak!

[Coughs]

I can skate way better better than you, Jake.

TOGETHER: Ooooooh.

[Electricity crackles]

[Thunder crashes]

I challenge you to a thrash off.

[Coughs]

— Ohh! — Buh?

BRONWYN: The winner is declared undeniably cool.

The loser is banned from the skate park.

I can live with that.

Whatever.

Dude, you're really gonna ban your own granddaughter

from her own skate park?

Man, I hope so.

Hmm.

Yeah, real cool.

FOX: Hey, it's time!

Nice!

[Chanting] Gwampa! Gwampa! Gwampa!

Bronwyn, did you see my cool new hair?

Ugh.

Hey!

Welcome to Thrashland.

Are you two ready to thrash?

From here, you must skate the entire length of the park.

First, grind down the ramp,

through the bar maze,

past the big—armed worm,

through the junkyard,

over the log swamp,

and finally cross the finish at the bottomless pit of love.

[All gasp]

Hey, Jake, no weird magic biz.

Heh—heh, same to you.

Remember, you're an instant fart if you eat it.

Take it away, flute man.

This is a terrible idea.

[Rock music plays]

Whoa —— oof!

[Groans]

[Panting]

Huh?

Oh, dang! I love you, Bronwyn!

Whoa, cool! Time to ice this cake!

— Whoo! — Jake, no!

It took me months to make that jump!

You're gonna biff it!

I won't biff it!

I'm the coolest guy aliiiiii——

[Thud!]

[Farts]

Grandpa!

You're cool! You're cool!

Just please be okay, Grandpa!

Interference! Interference!

That means I win, right?

— Dad! — Dad?

— Are you okay? — I'm great.

She admitted it.

[Groans]

Whoo.

Jake!

Bronwyn. ..

Look, I can see that skating is important to you.

And you seem very talented at it,

but you're still going to have to pull it together in school.

Okay, I did get carried away.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, too.

I should have just come to you myself,

instead of sending your cool grandfather.

I just thought you wouldn't listen to a square like me.

Nah, I mean, you're not cool, but you're not uncool.

Kim Kil Whan! Bronwyn! Look at me!

[Grunts]

Time to go home.

Not the swan. That's where the pups came from.

I Come along with me I

I And the butterflies and bees I

This party is so crazy!