Original subtitles

[♪ theme song playing]

[male singer] ♪ StuGo ♪

♪ StuGo ♪

♪ StuGo, StuGo, StuGo ♪

♪ StuGo ♪

♪ StuGo! ♪ [laughs]

♪ StuGo ♪

♪ StuGo ♪

[echoing] ♪ StuGo! ♪

[♪ electronic music playing]

[grunting]

[sighs]

[applause]

Okay, great job, Pliny.

Our next presenter is Chip.

[clears throat] Consider the loquat.

[Francis] I'm doing it.

[Chip] Delicious, but too small.

And what of the mango?

Good size but full of wood.

Well, my friends,

where evolution has failed,

I have stepped in.

[whispers] Really cool.

Behold, part mango, part loquat...

I present, the Manquat!

[all] Ooh!

How, do you ask? With the Automatic Tree Grafter.

[machine whirring]

[machine laughs maniacally]

All right, let's hear it for Chip.

Our next presenter is Merian.

[♪ ragtime music playing]

[vomits]

[applauding]

I'm a father.

[distant screaming]

[gasps]

-[all clamoring] -[whimpering]

Bullies! Ganging up on the little guy.

-Ha! [whoops] -[thuds]

[grunts]

Leave him alone!

-[cries out] -[gasps]

[Chip exclaiming]

[grunts]

Shoot. Sorry!

Whatever, man.

Just take it.

You win.

-[all murmuring] -I hope that guy's okay.

I didn't mean to slap him.

I abhor violence.

So shiny.

Those bullies were stealing your belt, huh?

Not on my watch.

Oh, bullies. Yeah.

Yeah, so many bullies. They're trying to steal my belt.

And in the anti-bullying circle, no less.

You can consider this whole island an anti-bullying circle

now that I'm around. The name's Chip Manhands.

Oh. I'm Peanut.

Oh, my goodness...

All right, well, enjoy your belt, Peanut.

May it long hold your pants above your stuff.

[gasps]

[gulps] Man hands.

[machine whirring]

Yeesh!

If I can just combine the sweetness of the Manquat

with the unctuous tang of the Guavacado,

I'll have the perfect Guavacadanquat.

[yells] No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

No, thank you.

[machine laughs maniacally]

Whew! Close one. Then I would have had branches for arms.

Huh. Imagine the delicious fruit I would yield.

[Peanut] Chip!

-[crowd cheering] -[Peanut] Chip!

Help! Help me, please.

One belt and you think you're a big fish?

[yells] Ow!

You're out of your league, Peanut.

[Chip] You're welcome to join my league.

[all gasp]

The league of nonviolent conflict resolution--

-[slap] -Dude!

You gotta slap him back, Chip. It's the only thing they respect.

No, I am here to protect you, not slap a fish.

Protecting me is slapping a fish. [whimpers]

Hey!

[slap echoing]

[groans]

Now that may seem harsh, but I think you'll thank me once you realize--

You ruined my life! [sobs]

-Yeesh. -But you saved mine.

-[whistling and cheering] -[crowd] Peanut! Peanut!

Hmm. These onlookers must really like justice.

Uh... [chuckles nervously]

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, they love that stuff.

You know, I actually have a few more bullies stealing my belts.

So, maybe you could help little old me out?

I... I need help.

With great arms comes great responsibility.

[crowd cheering]

[roars]

[grunts] Whoa!

[fish whooping] Yeah, Peanut!

Yeah.

[grunting]

[laughs]

-[bell dings] -[crowd cheering]

How did all these bullies get in the anti-bullying cage?

[grunting]

[bell dings]

Peanut sure has a lot of bullies.

Yeah, but I'm getting all his belts back for him. Don't worry.

You sure these are actual bullies you're fighting?

-Uh, yeah. -Because it sounds like prizefighting.

What? [stammering]

What?

It can't be prizefighting because I would never prizefight.

And I am definitely doing this.

Anyway, Peanut's getting bullied tonight at 8:00 p.m.

-and I comped you all some tickets. -[gasps]

[crowd cheering]

Go get 'em, meat mitts!

Yeah! Slap 'em up!

[roars]

What an incredible display of fighting!

Here is your prize.

Dang it!

[narrator reading]

[narrator reading]

Belts, belts, who's got those belts?

It's Peanut.

Thanks to his trained brute, Chip...

[softly] Oh, this cannot possibly be correct.

[in normal voice] ...Manhands.

Bonnie, can we see them?

Can you put them up on the...

There they are.

[screams]

-They scare me! [sobbing] -[chair crashes]

They scare us all.

-Weapons, crude and blunt. -[Blood Pressure bawling]

[on TV] Wielded by an oaf.

Hey. Oh, I thought I unplugged that.

Ah, let's slap some cream on those good-guy hands.

What do you say?

Great job tonight. I only have one bully left.

And it's the big one.

Peanut, was that a prizefight?

What? No.

Are we fighting for a prize?

[sighs] Yes, it's a prizefight, okay?

No, it's not okay.

You've been using me this whole time.

I thought I was protecting you.

How could you do this?

I had no choice,

or those big, beautiful meat mitts of yours would have gone to waste.

Because I hate violence!

You don't understand.

That's what Betta fish do.

Our entire society is slap-based.

And I'm just so, so small.

I was destined to spend my entire life at the bottom rung.

Slapping for belts?

This whole thing makes me want to slap somebody.

[gasps] Oh!

Wait! We only have one fight left.

Then I'll be Alpha Betta.

There's no bigger belt than that.

What about the asteroid belt? Grow up!

Please, Chip! [grunts]

I'm begging you.

Fight this one last fight. If not as my protector, as my friend.

Friend? No.

To you, I'm just a gorgeous pair of arms.

Hmm...

[birds squawking]

[snoring]

[stretching]

[gasps]

[screaming]

-Whoa! What is that? -My arms!

What happened to my arms?

Where was the last place you saw them?

Well, I had them when I fell asleep

below the Automatic Tree Grafter.

[screams]

Peanut!

He took my arms for the fight tonight.

I can't let him use them for any more violence.

Oh, nuts!

Thanks. [panting]

Oh, nuts!

Ah. Thanks.

Oh, wait. I didn't brush my teeth.

Okay, that's good.

[panting]

[crowd cheering]

Where's your hand man, Peanut?

Oh, I don't need him anymore.

I've got these! Whoa!

[laughing]

Whoa!

[Alpha Betta laughing]

-[groaning] -[Chip] Peanut!

Peanut, stop this senseless violence!

Chip!

I thought stealing your arms would make me a better slapper.

But I... I can't use these things.

It's not about the arms.

It's the heart that wields them.

You're right. [grunts]

I'm a terrible friend.

No, I mean, your heart is way too small

to pump blood all the way through those arms.

-They are dead hot dogs. -[laughing]

My heart is big enough for the both of us.

[Alpha Betta gasps]

[crowd murmurs]

-Huh? -I'm the mango.

You're the loquat.

Let's graft!

What?

Together, we become Chippemannut!

-What? -[grunting]

[roars]

Whoa!

Let's finish him off!

[roaring]

What are you doing?

Hey, is this some kind of a sleeper hold?

It's a hug.

[grunting] Huh?

-[sighs] -[crowd] Aww!

[crowd cheering]

[Chip] So then they decided that their entire society was wrong,

hugging was better than slapping, and now,

Peanut's the Alpha Betta of conflict resolution.

-[applauding] -Nice job, Chip.

Now...

Who wants to eat some weird fruit?

Oh! [scoffs]

Red alert.

The Tree Grafter is now all-terrain.