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[upbeat music]

- ♪ Muppet Babies ♪

♪ They make their dreams come true ♪

♪ Muppet Babies ♪

♪ They'll do the same for you ♪

♪ When your world looks kind of weird ♪

♪ And you wish you weren't there ♪

♪ Close your eyes and make believe ♪

♪ That you can be anywhere ♪

♪ Kermit loves adventure, Miss Piggy is a star ♪

♪ Summer loves to paint, and Fozzie's jokes are... ♪

- Wocka wocka! - Hey, that doesn't even rhyme.

- ♪ Animal's on drums, Gonzo's off in a flash ♪

♪ Everybody duck, 'cause I think he's gonna... ♪

- Is everything all right out here?

all: Yes, Miss Nanny.

- ♪ Muppet Babies, they make their dreams come true ♪

♪ Muppet Babies ♪

♪ They'll do the same for you ♪

- "Scooter MVP."

[buzzer blares]

- Aw! See, it's broken.

Do you really think you can fix it?

- Don't worry, Kermit.

There's never been a gadget Scooter couldn't fix.

- Let's see, uh-huh, okay,

and there!

- Hola, okay.

- Thanks, Scooter. That was amazing.

- What's amazing?

- Scooter fixed the scribble pad.

- Does that mean everyone's ready to play now?

- Yeah, we're doing sports today.

- I like sports, but which one are we gonna play?

- All of 'em! all: Yay!

- Your turn, Scooter.

- Okay, here we go.

Whoa!

Um, hello, a little help.

[laughter]

[grunts]

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

[bowling pins clatter]

[grunts]

I'm okay.

- All right, everybody, let's play ball!

- Hiyah!

- [grunts]

- [yells]

- [grunts] - Aah!

- Mmm, cheese dip.

- Oh, no, right in the cheese.

That's it. I'm done.

- [gasps] Did you hear that?

Scooter says he's done.

That means he's done with sports.

- Uh, I don't that's what he meant, Skeeter.

I think he just needs a break.

- But what if he did mean it?

He loves playing sports,

and I love playing sports with him.

- Even though he's kind of, um--

- Bad at them?

- I don't care about that. He's my brother.

We gotta do something.

- Aw, he'd probably still wanna play sports

if he was better at them.

- Well, we can help him practice.

That would make him better.

- Or we could make ourselves worse!

- Great idea!

I don't get it.

- We let Scooter win!

Then he'll like sports again and keep playing.

- I don't know if that's such a good idea, Skeeter.

- We'll only do it for a little while.

I mean, look at how sad he is.

[sad music]

- Yeah. - Sure is.

- Scooter bombed.

- All right, we're in. What do we have to do?

- I'll show ya.

- [sighs]

- Hey, Scooter,

wanna race?

- Not really. I just wanna take a break.

- Last one to the picnic table's

gotta clean up the sports stuff.

- Aw, Skeeter!

[panting]

- Whoops!

- [panting]

Wait? I won?

- I guess so.

- I can't believe it! I actually won!

- Okay, everybody, showtime!

[bright music]

♪ ♪

- Um, catch, Fozzie.

- Whoopsie!

- Eep! [grunts]

- Uh-oh.

Great shot, Scooter!

- It went in? - Yeah, you're a natural.

- Oh, yeah. - Wow! Yeah, I did it!

I guess I've gotten the hang of this whole sports thing.

- Yoo-hoo, friends!

- It's Sweetums!

- Hi, Sweetums. - It's the monster next door!

- Who wants to play marshmallow dodgeball?

[all grumbling] - Uh, yeah. Uh, no.

- I've never heard of marshmallow dodgeball.

What is it?

- It's like tag but with marshmallows!

Sweetums will show ya.

[grunts]

[grunting]

[laughs]

[chicken clucking]

And now watch Sweetums' mighty marshmallow throw.

Hiyah!

- Good thing we made two bowls of cheese dip.

- Leapin' Limburger!

- Sorry, Mr. Statler and Mr. Waldorf.

- Gee, Sweetums,

I think we're gonna pass on marshmallow dodgeball today.

- Yeah. - Thanks but no, thanks.

- Tomorrow too.

- Uh, hold on, Sweetums.

I'll play marshmallow dodgeball with you.

[all gasp]

- Oh, wait, wait, wait. Scooter can't play.

He's, um, busy.

- No, I'm not.

And besides, I'm great at sports.

I've been on a roll all day.

- Yay!

- I'm gonna warm up, and then it's game on.

- Sweetums gon' warm up too.

- Icicles!

Scooter doesn't know we've been letting him win.

- Sweetums is gonna marshmallow him for sure!

- Yeah!

- What are we going to do?

- There's only one thing we can do...

- Whoa!

- Make sure Scooter wins.

But how?

- Uh, what about Bunsen and Beaker?

They might have something that'll help.

- Great idea.

You and Skeeter go to Muppet Labs,

and we'll keep the game from starting until you get back.

- We're on it.

- Whoa!

- Bunsen, Beaker, we got an emergency,

and we need your help.

- What seems to be the problem?

- Scooter challenged Sweetums to...

marshmallow dodgeball!

- Oh! - Eee!

- That is a problem.

Beaker still hasn't recovered from the last time

he played against Sweetums.

- [yelling]

[whimpering]

- Luckily, I think we have an invention here

that might help: the Remote Control-O-Tron!

[trumpet fanfare]

- The what? - What's that gonna do?

- With a press of a button, this handy gadget

can control anything you zap it with.

Beaker, if you would?

Observe.

[warbling tone]

both: Whoa!

- You see, with this, you'll be able

to control the marshmallows and help Scooter win the game.

- And he'll never know.

Thanks, Bunsen and Beaker.

- Good luck! - Mee-mee!

- Come on, Kermit, what are you waiting for?

Let's get this game started.

- We can't, because we have to, uh,

um, do our nose warm-ups.

[grunting]

- But I already warmed up.

- Yeah, me too! - Phew!

Uh, oh, good point.

Well, then if everyone's ready,

let the marshmallowy fun begin!

Yay!

- [laughs]

- Um, the marshmallow before seemed a lot smaller.

- Those were just practice marshmallows.

We use big marshmallows for big games.

- Oh!

Whoa! That marshmallow packs a punch.

But I'm good at sports. I got this.

- Hiya, hiya, hiya,

and welcome to marshmallow dodgeball!

Each time you doink an opponent with a marshmallow,

you get a point on the scoreboard.

- But if your opponent catches the marshmallow

when you throw it, they get the point instead.

- First to get three points wins!

- Now, let's get this game started!

- Here we go. - Players, are you ready?

both: Ready!

[whistle blows]

- Begin!

- And they're off!

Sweetums gets to the marshmallow first.

- Uh-oh.

- [gasps]

- Dodge this, Scooter!

- Mm!

- Please work, Remote Control-O-Tron!

[warbling tone]

- Whoa!

- Wow, I'm so good,

I caught the marshmallow with my eyes closed.

- And that's one point for Scooter.

- Bunsen and Beaker's gadget is working great!

- It's harder to use than it looks.

- Nice catch, Scooter.

- It was nothing.

It's easy when you're as great at sports as I am.

- [laughs] Sweetums can catch that.

[warbling tone] Huh?

- Whoops! No.

- Whoa!

both: Whoa!

- Sheesh, how did Bunsen do this?

Maybe if I try holding it like--whoa!

Oh, no!

[whistle blows]

- The marshmallow went out-of-bounds.

Game reset.

- Sweetums never seen a marshmallow do that before.

Scooter sure is good, but Sweetums good too.

- We'll see.

- Okay, players, next round.

Go! [whistle blows]

- And they're off again!

- Sweetums grabs the marshmallow.

- Let's see Scooter catch this.

Whoa!

- Oh, no, Sweetums is about to do

his mighty marshmallow throw.

- Huh?

Hey!

[warbling tone]

- [gasps]

- Oh, no! - Whoa!

- Shoo, marshmallow!

[yells]

- Oh, gotta help him.

Come on, come on, please work!

[warbling tone] - [grunts]

- Runaway marshmallow!

[screaming] - Scooter!

- Go away, marshmallow!

- I've never played this game before,

but I'm pretty sure the marshmallow

isn't supposed to do that.

- Scooter, I gotta tell you something:

this is all my fault.

I used this Remote Control-O-Tron

from Muppet Labs to control the marshmallow

to help you win.

- But that's cheating.

I don't need to cheat to win,

especially because I'm so good at--

oh, I guess I didn't suddenly get good at sports, did I?

- No, I asked everyone to let you win.

You were so sad when you lost,

I was afraid you'd never play sports again.

- I just needed a break.

I wasn't gonna give up sports forever.

- You weren't? - Of course not.

You don't have to be amazing at something to have fun.

And I love playing sports, especially with my sister.

- Aww!

[all yelling]

Oh, man, I gotta fix this thing.

- I've never met a gadget I couldn't fix.

Let me try.

- Great! Just hurry.

[all groaning]

Faster, Scooter!

- Just another second

[all whimpering]

And...done.

[warbling tone]

pfft!

all: Phew!

- What a relief.

- You did it, Scooter. You did it!

- Yay!

Uh, what did he do?

- He fixed the remote control I was using

to control the marshmallow...

to help him the game.

- Oh, Sweetums see.

Wait, that's cheating.

- I know. I'm sorry.

I only wanted Scooter to win

so he would like playing sports.

- But you can like playing sports

whether you win or lose, right?

- [laughs] Right.

I didn't mean to make so much trouble for everyone.

Do you all forgive me?

- Of course. - Aw, sure.

- Yeah. - Don't worry about it.

- Now, who wants to play more marshmallow dodgeball

with Sweetums?

- Sorry, buddy, Animal ate all the marshmallows.

- [burps] Scuse me!

- Don't worry.

I think I know another game we can play...

- Whoa! Whoa!

- Flying Sweetums!

- Sweetums flying!

Whoopee! [laughs]

- They say third cheese dip's the charm.

- Wahoo!

- [shouts] [cheese splats]

- Sorry!

- Mm, needs more jalapeños.

- [laughs]

- "Rizzo for Mayor."

[all groaning]

- Miss Nanny, your sticker fell off.

- Aw, thanks, Summer.

- Ooh, where can I get a fancy sticker like that?

- Well, I got it today when I voted.

- What voting, Miss Nanny?

- Voting's when you pick

between a few different choices,

like having either apple slices or cheese sticks for snack.

Whichever the most people pick wins.

- So what snack did you vote for?

- Actually, today's vote wasn't to pick a snack.

It was to pick a mayor.

That's the person in charge of our city.

- In charge!

That means you get to do whatever you want.

- Now I'm gonna be the mayor of getting snack time ready.

[laughs]

- Hmm.

Attention, everyone!

I, Rizzo the Rat,

have decided to be mayor of the playroom.

- Hey, I have some fun ideas for the playroom.

Maybe I can be mayor too.

- Oh, hey, that's great, Summer.

But the job's taken. Bye-bye.

- Hold on, Rizzo.

There's only one fair way to settle this:

a vote.

all: Yay!

- Welcome to the great Muppet vote-a-thon!

Yay!

- Yippee! - All right!

- Summer will go first to explain

why she would make the best mayor.

- Thanks, Kermit.

If you vote for me,

I'll make sure the toys are put away,

I'll hand a helping flipper to anyone in need,

and I'll start something new called the buddy corner.

Whenever someone's feeling sad or lonely,

they can sit at the end of the picnic table bench,

and we'll all know they need a friend.

all: Aww!

- Oh, yeah?

How do they know you're really gonna do all that?

- Because I promise.

That means I'm gonna do what I say I'm gonna do.

all: Yay!

- Moi thinks Summer would be a fabulous mayor.

- Defin-olutely! She's even got the potato vote.

- How am I gonna compete with the buddy corner?

I can't beat Summer and her promises...

unless I make promises that are even better.

- Okay, Rizzo, it's your turn.

- [clears throat]

Let me tells you why I should get your vote.

I promise...

um, uh,

oh!

I promise ice cream sundaes every day.

- Ice cream sundaes every day?

- And I promise to put on an amazing acrobat show.

- Moi loves acrobats.

They jump, tumble, and do fabulous flips.

- And best of all, I promise to...

build the world's biggest swimming pool

right in our backyard.

- Ooh! - Wow!

- But, Rizzo, how are you gonna do all that?

- Vote for Rizzo to find out.

I promise to give you the best mayor for the job.

And Rizzo always keeps his promises.

[cheers and applause]

- Now that we've heard Summer and Rizzo's speeches,

it's time to vote for who you want to be mayor

of the playroom.

just put a check next to the person you want for mayor

and put your slip in the voting machine.

all: Hmm.

[bright music]

[machine blipping]

♪ ♪

Now it's time to count the votes.

[machine whirring and clattering]

[drumroll]

The winner and the very first mayor

of the playroom is...

Rizzo!

[cheers and applause]

- Rat-tastic! - Here you go, Mayor.

- Hey, hey, I look pretty good.

- Congratulations, Rizzo.

You won the job fair and square.

- Uh, right, uh, fair and square.

- Rizzo, now that vous are mayor,

what are you going to do first?

- Exactly what I wanna do,

and I'm gonna do it in my fancy-schmancy mayor's office.

[sighs]

Being mayor is the life.

I got this nice comfy chair,

I got a big fancy desk,

and I got a bunch of mayor's helpers

so I don't have to do anything I don't wanna do.

[sighs]

- Oh, Mayor Rizzo!

- Huh? Uh, yeah, what do you want?

- We just want those delic-errific

ice cream sundaes you promised us.

- Ice cream sundaes?

Oh, yeah.

One moment, citizens.

Okay, helpers, I need you to go

and get me some ice cream on the double.

[horn honks] Birdseed?

I said ice cream.

- [clucking]

- We're all out?

Uh, there might be a slight problem

with the ice cream sundaes.

Uh, how does everyone feel about eating seeds instead?

all: Aww!

- But, Rizzo, you were the one who promised us ice cream.

- Yeah, ice cream. - What happened?

- Okay, okay, okay.

Mayor Rizzo promised ice cream,

and that's what you're gonna get.

just sit back and relax

while Mayor Rizzo whips up those yummy ice cream sundaes.

- Oh, I can't wait.

- Okay, since we don't have any ice cream,

I just have to make something that looks like it.

Looks like a sundae to me.

No one will know the difference.

Order up. - Ah!

- Ooh! - Ooh!

- Ooh! - Ha-ha!

- Whoa!

- Delicious sundaes, just like I promised.

- Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm.

[yelps]

both: Blegh!

[all grunt]

- Ew!

What is this?

- What does it look like?

It's an ice cream sundae.

- This bear knows ice cream.

And this is a meatball.

- Mm, I don't know, guys.

I think it's got a nice pickle-y zing to it.

- Animal want ice cream.

- Me too. - You promised.

- Sorry, guys, but, uh, I don't have any.

all: Aww!

- Thanks for your understanding.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I have relaxing-- I mean, uh, mayor stuff to do.

- Oh, Mayor Rizzo! - Yo.

- Is it time yet for that acrobatics show you promised?

- Uh...

- Yeah, I cleaned up the stage

so it's nice and ready for the big show.

- Uh, oh, yeah. [laughs nervously]

Uh, let me just, uh, remind the performers.

[laughs]

Hey, helpers, I need a little acrobatics show,

nothing big, just a few flips and somersault tricks, huh?

- [clucking]

[groans]

- Well, that ain't gonna work.

- I wonder what's taking so long.

- Ladies and gentle-Muppets,

I proudly present the most amazing acrobat

the world has ever seen...

[grunts]

Me!

- Uh... - Um...

- Here we go.

[grunts] Come on.

Ooh, ooh. Hey-o!

- Uh, this is kinda cool.

- Yeah, I guess. - Okay.

- Are you not entertained?

Whoa-ho! - Be careful, Rizzo.

- Why? What could go wrong?

all: Rizzo!

[all groaning]

- Now, that was a real showstopper, huh?

[chuckles]

- Gee, Mayor Rizzo, you haven't given us anything you promised.

- And what about the world's biggest swimming pool?

- Eh.

I mean, of course

I'm getting you that swimming pool.

When Mayor Rizzo makes a promise, he keeps it.

[grunting]

And there's your pool.

- Hold up, this is just the kiddie pool

I used for my last stunt.

- [sniffs] Ew, and it's full of sauerkraut soup!

- Yeah, that stuff was pretty stink-tacular.

- So I hear sauerkraut swimming is very, uh, relaxing.

- But we want what you promised:

the biggest swimming pool in the world!

all: Yeah!

- Okay, okay, then that's what you're gonna get.

All right, helpers, one simple job:

dig the biggest swimming pool in the world, please.

[all tweeting and clucking]

Ugh, this is gonna take way too long.

Sorry, guys, uh, the pool's not gonna be ready for a few years.

all: Aww!

- But, Mayor Rizzo, you promised.

- Oh, yeah, I guess I did.

Okay, biggest swimming pool in the world coming right up!

[grunts] Come on.

Here we go.

[metallic clang] Uh-oh.

[ground rumbling]

[yells]

- Now, that was unexpected.

- Help!

- What we do now? - I got it!

If we climb on top of each other's shoulders,

we'll be tall enough to reach Rizzo

and lend him a helping flipper.

- Great idea, Summer! Come on, everyone!

[all grunting]

- Whoa!

- Rizzo, jump for it!

- Whoa! Okay!

Here goes nothing.

[screaming in slow motion]

Ooh! - Yay!

- Yes!

- Thanks for saving me.

Well, I may not have given you a giant swimming pool,

but, uh, this water show is pretty cool, huh?

pfft!

- Not really.

In fact, nothing you promised us

has worked out all day.

What's going on?

- Well, uh, it's actually kind of a funny story.

[chuckles]

Okay, the truth is, I lied!

[all gasp]

I just wanted to be mayor so badly,

and I thought the only way to get everyone to vote for me

was to promise all those amazing things.

I'm sorry, everyone.

I guess I'm not a good mayor after all.

[sad music]

[sighs]

- It wasn't very nice to make up so many promises

and not keep them, Rizzo.

But we're proud of you for telling the truth.

- Yeah, that's true. - Mm-hmm.

- Does that mean youse forgive me?

- Yeah, we love Rizzo!

all: Aww!

- Thanks, guys, but there's one promise

I'm definitely going to keep.

I promised you the best mayor for the job,

and that's...Summer.

- [gasps] Me? Mayor?

- That's right, 'cause you kept all your promises.

You cleaned up the toys on the stage,

lent me a helping flipper when I needed it,

and made me feel better right here at the buddy corner.

- Yay! - Yay, Rizzo and Summer!

- Whoo-hoo! - Yeah!

- So what are you gonna do first, Mayor Summer?

- Exactly what I wanna do, and I'm going to do it

in my fancy-schmancy mayor's office.

all: Huh? - And then I'm gonna

throw a dance party for all my friends!

[all cheer]

[disco music]

[upbeat music]

- [giggles]

- Wocka wocka!

- [clucks] - [chirps]

[car horn honks]

♪ ♪

- Yay!

♪ ♪

- Yay!

[grunts]

♪ ♪

- Ooh!

♪ ♪