[soft piano music playing]
[insects chirping]
[squawks]
[neck cracks]
[peeps]
[purring]
-[glass shattering] -[bird warbling frantically]
[mewing, purring]
[coughing]
Hmm?
[retching]
Aw! Ew. Oh my God.
They were hugging and you still ate them.
Wow. They must have really loved each other.
[fire crackling]
-[whooshes] -Ah!
-[people screaming] -[cats yowling]
Deckard? Something smells like you're cooking it too hot.
[fire alarm beeping]
Oh.
Uh…
[screaming]
[gasps]
You're baking again.
Please, uh, help me.
Boop. Boop.
[Deckard] Hey!
Don't high-five me.
Let him high-five you. He's one of my favorites.
He's chaotic and hard to please. That's why he's so interesting.
Tsk. No smoking.
[glass shatters]
Everybody, please leave! The kitchen is closed! Uh…
-Oh. -[cat meows]
Everybody already left. Uh, great.
[petering out weakly]
Ha ha ha! Nice.
[whistling]
Howell! Hey! No worries. I did it.
I took care of everything. Cats are all fine, just cranky.
Oh!
Your first wrinkle! How distinguished.
You look so wise and tired.
What's this? Some sage, weathered, old people advice?
-[Howell whistling] -[door closes]
Oh…
I'm sorry for asking you to bake.
It's okay.
Just you're so good at cooking. I thought--
Well, you thought wrong, buddy!
[man whimpers]
Ah! What a scary young old woman!
Cooking is different from baking!
Follow your dreams!
[fading] You can become the greatest cook on this island!
He knows so much about you.
Yeah. I think it's nice.
[Bee] So you're baking again. That's good.
[Deckard] Only 'cause that old guy asked me to. And… and he's so little.
It… it's our thing, I guess.
Are you still thinking about culinary school?
Cooking Prince Academy? No.
It's way off the island.
Anyway, they're not gonna certify me if I can't bake.
-It… it… it's just a fancy title, I guess. -[mewling]
I told Howell what happened.
Uh-oh. Am I in trouble?
[chuckling] Ah, you're fine.
Ha! You know, any other place,
I'd be fired for setting the kitchen on fire.
[laughing] Yeah!
[searchingly] Gotta fight fire with fire.
Actually, I don't think anyone's ever been fired from here.
Mmm.
The cats get too attached.
[grumbling]
Oh. You're not working till close?
I'll… I'll see you later, then. Say bye-bye, Mayor Grandma.
Goodbye, Mayor Grandma. [gags]
I see Mayor Grandma has been hanging out with Char--
[water drips]
[coughs]
Goodbye, Deckard.
[droning] Goodbye forever.
[thunder rumbling]
[soft piano music playing]
[stoplight beeping]
I got fired today. Now I'm out of jobs.
I guess I kind of feel like a loser?
Or something?
I'm gonna miss those cats.
[kids laughing]
[giggling]
Man! Change, you stupid light!
[groans]
Wow, that cat just knows what it wants to do and just does it.
That is so cool.
I wish I was a ca-- No, wait.
Hmm.
I guess I wish I had a cat.
It'd be nice to take care of something.
Huh? Pink light?
[funky music playing]
Oh no.
Oh, good.
Oh no.
[boy whimpering]
[crying]
Wow! A cat!
Or maybe a d… dog.
[atmospheric music playing]
[groans] I punched out my own guts!
Oh, my own guts!
[knocking on door]
Oh, Deckard.
Hey, Bee.
I… I made you an omelet.
[chuckles] Nice.
Were you just not gonna tell me you got fired?
Oh, I was just gonna never go into that area of the island again.
I just… I specifically talked about being fired for the fire,
and you didn't say anything.
-[groaning] -Oh my God!
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.
[Bee] Oh my God! Your crotch! I have ice for it!
I use it for my face!
But you can use it for your…
Hello?
Oh.
Oh, you're up. Look. I found dinner on the ground.
Looks nice, huh?
I'm still eating half of it, even if you touch all of it.
[groaning]
[groaning continues]
[whining] Cas!
[ice rattling]
Ah, your old fighting glove. Do you miss wrestling?
I… don't wanna talk about that.
You know, we got trained to help with injuries in wrestling school,
but we usually avoided that area, because it's dishonorable.
I knew you'd be able to help me. Bee accidentally clobbered me
when I was dropping off dinner for her.
Wait, aren't you supposed to be working right now?
Why are you feeding that little old girl lady instead of working?
[chuckles] No. Don't call her that.
Your shift isn't over yet!
You guys are just ditching work so you can hang out without me?
Not that I hang out.
But now her bad work ethic is rubbing off on you,
and you're going AWOL on these cats,
and they get so attached emotionally to everybody!
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Calm down. The Cat Cafe is closed.
Accidentally set the kitchen on fire.
Bee saved me.
Thanks, Deckard. Now I feel bad. The stuff I said was kinda mean.
It's okay. I won't tell anyone.
Eh, you just get angry instead of sad sometimes.
Ooh, also, Bee got fired.
Like, in her face?
[chuckles] No. No. Like, terminated.
Right. By the fire.
That's so sad.
-[laughing] No. Oh… -Well, now that she's dead, rest in peace.
Maybe can go to Cooking Prince Academy this semester and--
No, I wanna give up on my dreams.
Like you did.
[chuckling]
[both laughing awkwardly]
[Cas] Give me back my wrestling glove! Now!
-[smacks] -[Deckard wheezes]
[ethereal music playing]
Um…
Yeah.
[electricity zaps, sizzles]
[party horns blowing]
Wah! That was my writing hand!
[cell phone beeping]
[insects chirping]
[man] You don't list any skills on your profile,
but somehow you've managed to get hired and fired
from every entry-level listing we receive.
Your file is weird.
Generally, you have to be good at something to get work.
Even the font on this file is ugly.
It's all squished together and weird.
Why would someone pick this?
I don't care if you take stuff. This isn't my office.
I want other stuff too.
I'm home!
I got you stuff. Pet stuff.
[in electronic gibberish] What is it?
[in English] This is snert.
[slurping]
[in gibberish] I think it's pronounced "snert."
[in English] Hey, you talk! Kind of.
With an accent.
[stomach gurgling]
Oh, it's fine. I don't really need to eat.
[gurgling continues]
[in gibberish] Don't you get hungry?
[in English] Sure, but, I mean, you're the pet that I wished for.
I'm here to take care of you.
[in gibberish] What is a pet?
[in English] It's like… a roommate, but you let them eat whatever they want.
They can sleep all day if they feel like it,
and they poop anywhere they…
[in gibberish] Anywhere?
[in English] And the best part is they don't pay for anything.
[in gibberish] Who pays?
[in English] I do. I mean, I can't right now.
This time I stole.
I would use money though, if I had a job.
[jingles]
[ethereal tones playing]
[dazed groaning]
[sighing deeply] Okay.
"Dear PuppyCat." Is that you?
"Please report to Temp Space for your next assignment. Sign below."
Well, let me get you a pen.
[nervously] Aah…
[in gibberish] If I'm gonna be a pet, you gotta learn how to get money.
[in English] Incoming.
[upbeat electronic music playing]
Hello, PuppyCat. And hello, unrecognized intruder.
Due to security measures implemented in my system,
I will now have to terminate you.
[groans]
Why does fire keep following me everywhere I go today?
[in gibberish] Wait!
She's…
my assistant.
[in English] Oh, a new hire.
I don't wanna work. I'm still grieving my old job.
New hires have to watch the trainee training video.
Do I get paid for watching it?
[chuckles] No.
Hello. Welcome to Temp Space. Job assignments start here.
My name is TempBot.
My job is to make sure that you have a job.
Each TempBot is connected to a central neural network,
which means all TempBots share the same memories and information.
Each job assignment requires that you wear a uniform
that best suits the job on the planet.
After you put on your uniform, off you go.
Oh no!
Please try your best if you want to get paid.
If you don't, there might be some-- [voice distorting]
Thank you.
Congratulations. You are now a Temp Space Agent.
[in gibberish] Since it's Bee's first time,
can we get an easy baby assignment?
[in English] Okay. Per your request, your first assignment will be… a baby.
[in gibberish] Wait. What do you mean? I meant a job FOR a baby!
You're being obtuse on purpose.
[chuckles]
[in English] Bleh!
[in gibberish] I didn't get a uniform.
[in English] Oh yes. That's because you already look like a baby.
Please proceed to Daycare Planet.
[in gibberish] NOO! Not there!
[in English] Aah.
[gags]
Let me know when you're done.
[Bee] What do we do here, PuppyCat?
[in gibberish] On Daycare Planet, we babysit a baby.
[Bee in English] Aw! A baby. So cute.
[in gibberish] I know this baby…
but there were more parts to it last time.
[in English] Oh, I like minimalistic babies.
Only mouth garbage to clean.
Hi, baby! What's wrong?
[whines]
I want my mama to change me.
[sniffing] I think I've soiled my diaper.
But… how?
Oh, never mind. It's just you, PoopyCat.
[in gibberish] It's "PuppyCat."
[in English] Do you know where my mama is, PoopyCat?
[in gibberish] She stepped out.
[in English] Aw, does baby want a hug?
I want my mama.
[Bee] Does baby want a nap?
[Babyhead] No, I want my mama.
[Bee] Does baby want a…
snack?
[gasps] I think I've got gum in my pocket.
You can't give gum to a baby.
Ugh. Is this your new partner, PoopyCat?
She's almost as messy as you are.
Oh, does baby want a pet to play with?
[in gibberish] JUDAS!!
[in English] Here, look! Better than Mama!
Ugly face! Wah! Wah!
Oh no. PuppyCat, you're scaring the baby!
[in gibberish] Man, I HATE this baby.
[crying]
SHUT UP!
Have a song.
♪ Once upon a time There was a space outlaw ♪
♪ Who fell in love With the Space King's daughter ♪
♪ And they both knew They were meant to be together ♪
♪ So the princess agreed to run away ♪
♪ And they planned to meet At their favorite meadow ♪
♪ But it was a trap The princess lied ♪
♪ The Outlaw was surrounded By the King's army of warlocks ♪
♪ Filled with anger from her betrayal ♪
♪ The magic that was meant To capture the Outlaw ♪
♪ Instead transformed him… ♪
♪ Into a monster ♪
[in English] And then what?
[in gibberish] That's it.
[in English] That's your ending? That's awful.
And very…
[distorted] …interesting.
[Bee shouts fearfully]
[female voice] I knew it was you,
pretending it's just a fairy tale.
Lying to children, making them look up to a hero,
who, in reality, is just a little monster.
Oh. Sick.
Come here, you insolent child.
[in gibberish] I'm not a child anymore!
I'm A BIG-ASS MAN.
[in English] And yet you're still just as worthless.
[grunts]
[in gibberish] Don't touch me!
[in English] PuppyCat! Let him go!
[in gibberish] Bee, your bell!
[in English] What? What about my bell?
[chiming]
[PuppyCat in gibberish] Bee!
[in English] I'm gonna kill you!
Ah, la, la, la, la, la, la!
-[chomps] -[shrieking]
[in gibberish] AWW SICK!!!
Use the sword!!
[Doublemouth grunts]
Use the sword as a sword!
[in English, tonally imitating] Don't tell me what to do! Ow wow wow!
[Doublemouth screams, groans]
[screaming, crying]
[in gibberish] Pick me up.
[in English] Like a baby.
[in gibberish] Now cock my tail.
[in English] Why? What is that gonna do?
-Whatever. -[cocking]
[powering up]
[yelling nervously]
Whoa. Jeez.
[shakily] It's not over, PuppyCat. I'm not the only one after you.
And you can't run away forever.
[lighthearted music playing]
Hey. Was that story you told that baby true?
Did you forget how to talk again?
[coins clattering]
Money!
Money for watching a baby who had a scary lady in it.
Hey, PuppyCat, I'm gonna go to the convenience store to buy some snacks!
You want anything?
[snoring softly]
[cell phone vibrating]
[typing]
[clattering]
Who's in here?!
Oh. It's just you two.
What are you guys doing?
Look, trying to meal prep
with stuff Bee brought us from the 24-7 convenience store.
Half of it is expired.
You're… weird.
Oh!
Maybe we can make cute octopi from these hot dogs.
[chuckles] "Octopi" isn't a word, Bee. The plural for octopus is octopuses.
That means the game at my dad's arcade was wrong.
What game?
Oh, just some grammar game I used to play when I was younger.
[babbling]
[screams]
[cooing]
[cooing continues]
[birds chirping]
[whines, cries]
[wailing]
[crying]
Thanks for watching her this afternoon. She sure has a lot of energy.
She hasn't slept in a few days.
[jingling]
She likes you a lot.
Sorry your ship's not done yet.
We'll all find a way to let you know when it is.
[squawks]
[crying]
[snoring softly]
[sneezes, farts]
[whimsical theme music playing]