But, Mom...
Gonna stop you right there, Eep.
Has "But, Mom..." ever changed my mind,
or changed any mother's mind, ever?
[scoffs]
But, Dad...
[whining]
[whimpering]
[grunting]
Well-played, but, no, I'm holding strong too.
You are so not going to a party at night with grown-ups.
It's not grown-ups. It's Rad and Bow Chicka Wow Wow.
- Who are grown-ups. - You and Dad are grown-ups.
Rad and Bow are just grown-ish.
And... they personally invited me.
- [retching] - Thunk...
- [retching] - Only float face-up.
[Rad] Bondspire on the shore tonight.
Huh?
- Everyone's invited. - Even me? [gasps]
[inhales deeply]
- [growling] - And it's not a party.
It's a bondspire, where they sit around a spire and just, like, bond.
Uh-huh. So, it's even more grown-up sounding than a party?
- Not going. - Please?
Patience, honey.
You can stay out late and do dumb, pointless things when you're a grown-up.
But I am basically grown up now.
Okay, only one way to know.
- Nope, you're still under the line. - Aw!
And that makes you a liner.
And, in this cave, that means you are not a grown-up yet.
[growls] That's so unfair! Liners don't get to have any fun!
- That's not true. Look at Thunk. - [laughing]
Now that I got this giant cocoon to bounce on,
I'm comin' for you, cloud!
[gasps, screams]
[groaning]
Kid for life!
Oh...
Come on! There's gotta be some way I can go to this bondspire.
Sure, there is. Just grow this much taller by tonight.
Oh, yeah, I will. Okay?
I'll do everything in my power, no matter how long it takes.
Mm-hmm. Home by dinner.
[growling]
All right, legs, time to grow real fast.
[screams, grunts]
Yes! It's working.
[chuckles] I'm... growing!
[growling, meowing]
Mom, Dad, come here!
Gah, be cool. Just stay still and there's a chickuna in it for you.
- Ahh! - [screeching]
[Grug] Coming.
[growls]
[gasps, snickers]
[gasps, chuckles nervously]
Hi! Look, everyone. I'm an adult.
[gasps] Eep grew a foot taller in one day?
That means, in one season...
[yelling in deep voice]
[laughing] Higher!
Eep, congrats on becoming a massive giant.
But I can't wait that long to touch a cloud. Bye.
- Any idea what he's... - I'm sure he'll be fine.
Back to you. Wow! I guess there's only one thing to do.
[Croods] ♪ Happy growth day to you ♪
♪ Happy growth day, you grew ♪
♪ Happy growth day, dear Eep ♪
♪ Here's some meat that once mooed ♪
♪ But won't again ♪
Make a wish.
- [inhales deeply, blows] - [giggling]
Oh, a trick one. Ha-ha, you got me.
Well, Eep, I guess now we gotta start treating you like an adult.
Aw, thanks, Dad. Or should I say "Grug"?
No. No, you should not.
So, now that you're an adult, you can't rely on us for everything.
Totally. Great talk, Ugga.
Hate to grow and go, but I got a bondspire to attend.
You make it sound like we kids are leeches, Mom.
- [grunts] - Mm, that's fair. Okay, yeah.
When you think about it, sand is just lots of really small rocks.
- You just blew my mind! - Whoa, deep.
[slurping]
[exhales]
[chuckles]
Cute. I totally haven't used a drinky chute since I was a kid.
Uh...
Oh, yeah, I know. [chuckles] How did this thing get in my mouth?
- [chuckles nervously] - [slurping]
Mm, tastes like fun.
So, what else are we doing?
Uh, whatever we want.
Drum circle, grunt circle. Sometimes, I like to just listen to the wind.
Whoo! Boulder ball!
[chuckling] How about some night swimming?
So, like, day swimming but at night? Nice!
[grunting]
- [all cheering, laughing] - When you think about it,
water is just like lots of really small drops.
- [all gasp] - Whoa!
[both laughing]
Curse my wimpy but adorable body. I still can't jump high enough.
[grunts, screams]
[screams, grunts]
When your single bounce hit at the exact moment as my single bounce,
we created a... two-single bounce.
[groans] Uh-uh.
- I mean, a double bounce. - [sighs] Morning, fellow adults.
Whoo! Having the best night of your life really wears you out.
Yeah, I'm gonna go hit the old sleep pile.
Honey, you're an adult now. Don't you want to sleep at your place?
- Huh? - Uh-oh.
She doesn't realize she's supposed to move out.
Awk-bird! Uh-oh, I used the wrong term.
Awk-bird!
I can't live here anymore?
Don't get us wrong, Eep.
We'd love you to stay, but, um, the line says it's time for you to go.
Oh. Oh, pfft, right. Yeah, I'll just get my stuff.
We packed for you.
Great. Yeah, this is gonna be great.
Here it is.
Cave sweet cave.
Oh, it's, uh, cozy.
[chuckles] Where should I put my stuff?
Well, I sleep there. Handsy just kinda roams around.
I'm an upright sleeper.
And I guess you can sleep there, right under the chore slab.
Hmm. "Sweep cave, dust walls, keep bones away from Handsy"?
I'm also a confused eater.
Wow. [chuckles]
That's a lot more chores than I had at home.
Takes a lot of work to keep this place looking good.
Oh, and we take turns making dinner.
My mom usually makes meatball for dinner. [chuckles]
It's really good.
Well, your mom isn't here, is she?
Is she? My eyes are terrible.
Hey, it's your turn next, so if you want meatball,
just bring home some meat from your job.
My job? Oh, right, where I earn food.
I totally have one of those. Yeah.
Hey, hey, Amber!
Now that I'm all grown up, I'm ready to become a hunter.
- Mm, bait. - Aw, Amber big softie.
No have heart to crush Eep dream. So, Grug?
Yeah, being a hunter is a coveted job, Eep,
and, unfortunately, nobody can join the pack unless there's an opening.
- [screeching] - [panting]
- [grunts] - [screeching]
- Well, you think you might have one soon? - [grunts]
- [body thuds] - Amber not like Eep desire
to see other hunter die for advancement of Eep own career!
Sorry, Eep, but you're a grown-up. I'm sure you'll find another job.
Totally. [chuckles]
Okay, Eep, let's make some meat.
Hi. I'm going cave-to-cave selling hair die.
An animal died to make your hair come alive.
Get off my dirt!
[screaming]
[screams, grunts]
Huh?
Ooh, I'll look 20 seasons younger! Here you go, sweetie.
Um, do you have my change?
Blech!
When you think about it, toes are just like little fingers.
- Oh... yeah. - [sighs]
How do you guys keep this up? Work all day, and then party all night?
Oh, being an adult's exhausting,
but you'll get used to it in, like, 12 seasons.
- [sighs] - And when I'm feelin' down,
I take comfort in... squat thrusts!
- [grunting] - [sighs]
All right, guys, it's been an honor bouncing with you,
but it's time to face my destiny...
to live on that cloud!
Three... two... one. Bounce-off!
Whoo-hoo! [laughs]
[calm male voice] Come forward, my son.
[deep male voice] Come forward, my son.
My son. My son. My son.
My son. My son.
My son.
You okay? Your head smashed that ground really hard!
Better than okay.
For, once, I was a boy,
but now, I am a star child.
Cool! I call next bounce!
[spits, chuckles]
Ugh! Hey! I need that so I can eat!
[grunts, groans]
- Whoo-hoo! - No job, no responsibilities.
But being a grown-up is good too, right?
Your turn on the chore slab.
Squat and thrust and squat and thrust.
- Don't forget me. I sleep-wander. - [growling, yelling]
Being an adult's too much!
It's hard and weird, and there's too much squat-thrusting!
[pants]
I moved the line, okay? I'm still a liner.
- Yeah, we know. - You... know?
Next time, you might want to fully erase the original line.
Why did you let me move out, then?
[growls] This was a teaching moment, wasn't it?
[both chuckling]
I hate teaching moments!
[chuckles] But I love to bounce.
[giggling] Kid for life!
[laughing]
Next hunter, step forward for mid-season strength review.
- [pants] - Hey!
[grunting]
[grunts, sighs]
- Did I make it off the bait team? - Uh, anything possible. [chuckles]
Yes!
Mark Loo "predator chow."
Amber remind hunters, try hard. Strongest get Hefty Hunter Award.
Then again, Amber already know who win it.
Grug, Amber looking at you!
- Strongest hunter of all time! - All you!
Wouldn't mind wearing your body for a day, Grug.
Guys, please. Sure, I've won ten seasons in a row,
but it's not my place to agree with you.
"It's my place."
[chuckles] Good point, giant muscles of mine.
[grunts]
[huffs]
- [humming "Orpheus in the Underworld"] - [growling]
- [continues humming] - [all gasp]
Yeah, I am pretty [gasps] worthy.
[screaming]
- Baitsy? - [grunts]
Just a moment, Grug. Let me finish saving you here.
[grunts]
Uh, Amber confused.
How scrawny Baitsy suddenly get so... bumpy?
It's not sudden.
Bow Chicka Wow's been helping me get bumped up all season.
Does no one pay any attention to me?
Well, that change now. Baitsy no longer part of lowly bait team.
- Amber say Baitsy new Hefty Hunter! - Wait, what? Oof!
- Hooray for Baitsy! - Strongest hunter of all time!
- Hey, where are we carrying him to? - Who cares?
[grunting]
Bow Chicka Wow Wow?
Someone say my name? Which is Bow Chicka Wow Wow.
Yes, me, the person talking to you.
Oh! One moment. Just let me finish my branch presses, bro.
Please, this is important. Tell me how you got Baitsy so strong.
You're lookin' at it. I call it weight-lifting.
It's like how studying helps your mind
but for something important.
Your sweet, sweet bod.
Whoa, yes! Teach me to have a sweet bod.
All right, well, this is a weight. You lift it.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Slow down, okay?
All right, all right. Start off easy. Give me four.
No, I've gotta get stronger than Baitsy right now. Let's double it.
[chuckles] Five it is.
[grunts] Whoo! Yeah!
[grunts] Could do this all day.
[grunts] Oh, I hate everything.
[grunts] My arms are pure lava.
[grunts, wheezes] Why can't I just die?
[grunts] There! I did it!
What's with this dumb thing? Is it dumb or something? I look the same!
Duh! Results are like time-takers. They take time.
- Five more! Go! Show me you want it! - I want it!
- Show, don't tell! - Okay. Mm.
Whoo! What a day. Not a care in the world! Ha!
[Eep] Gran, come quick!
Thunk got his tongue stuck in his ear again!
Where was I? Oh, yeah. Not a care in the world.
Oh, fine.
Better be an emergency tongue-in-ear scenario, or so help me...
[both] Gotcha!
[chuckles] Wasn't that fun, Gran?
It's a new game we learned, where you do tricks on people and yell "Gotcha!"
[chuckles] Well, I admit, you got me.
Which means I'm gonna get you back.
That's right.
You won't know when and you won't know where,
but the moment you let your guard down, I'll strike.
- [ominous music playing] - See you soon.
Told you we should've played tag.
[grunts]
- How many is that? - Ten.
You said "ten" last time I asked. Can't you count?
Does this answer your question?
[grunting]
- Yeah. - No, but it is hypnotic.
Phew! All this sweating has left me starving.
- Crood, no! - Hm?
Fatty bugs are the enemy of six-crack abs. See?
Count 'em. One, two, three, four, eight, ten, six.
So, to get strong, I have to punish my body, avoid tasty food,
and deal with my armpits crying all day?
- Mm-hmm. - Well, no, thank you. I am outta here.
Hey, Grug. [sniffs] Do I smell fatty bugs?
Those things are garbage for your bod, man. Up top.
Never mind. I'm staying.
No, this is a good time to stop for today.
Overdoin' it can do extreme stuff to the body.
- So, just chill. - What? But...
Chill.
Uh, okay. Message received.
I'll only work out a little every day.
[chuckles deviously]
[grunts, chuckles]
[grunting]
[continues grunting]
[grunting]
Hello? Gran? Are you planning your gotcha?
[both scream, groan]
- I don't know how long I can do this. - [rumbling]
- [grunts] - [gasps]
[both] Aha!
Nice trap, Gran, but you won't be using it on us.
[both cheering]
- We got her, we got her. Yeah. - Uh-huh, uh-huh. Ooh-ooh-ooh.
You're right. This is for Dainty.
[humming]
Huh?
[Dainty screaming, grunting]
[screaming]
- [groans] - He gave me a weird smile earlier.
[Dainty] Tar pit! Why?
What I have got planned for you is much worse.
[cackling]
[Gran cackling]
[chirps]
[yawns]
Rise and shine. Can't wait to spend time with my loved ones.
Morning, loved ones. Mwah, mwah.
I gotta admit, weightlifting has been good for you, Grug.
And not bad for Mama, either.
- [clears throat] - Wait. Where are the kids?
- Never... let... guard... down. Never. - Can't sleep. Gran'll gotcha us.
Oh, did you two stay up all night again? Oh, poor dears.
Why didn't you sleep in the pile, next to me?
[both whimpering]
Well, everything looks normal here.
I'm off to destroy Baitsy in the strength test.
Huh. Gonna blame that on the door.
Uh, that was pretty extreme, Grug.
I'm starting to think you've been working out a little too much.
Because my finger reduced a boulder to dust?
[scoffs] Sheer coincidence.
Now, if you'll excuse me... I am late.
[screams, groans]
[groans] Coincidence!
[groaning]
- [blows] - Yeah. Give it up for my boy, Baitsy.
- [all cheering] - Wow! Baitsy, Amber proud to declare...
- [screaming] - [gasps] Incoming!
Wait, uh, that trophy belongs to me.
Look, just let me swap out this puny thing and...
- [screams] - Oops! Uh, he'll walk that off.
Oh, why Grug destroying everything?
Des... What? No, I'm not. I just...
- [screaming] - [grunts]
- Oh, no! - What?
- Grug kill Bort! - I'm alive.
Oh, no, Grug severely injure Bort.
- [screaming] - Guys, you've got the wrong idea.
I'm the same Grug. I'm just bigger and better.
[grunts] Grug, you're too strong.
Thank you. See? Whoever's on my back gets it.
No, you're too strong, pal.
Now, stop moving and do as Bow Chicka Wow Wow says.
You must chill.
Oh, yeah, I'm sure you want me to chill.
Then you'd win Hefty Hunter and I couldn't do this. Boh!
That trophy is mine.
[both grunting]
- Chill! - Never!
Can one of you boys open my fruit?
[both grunting]
I'll come back later.
[Thunk] Gran, please call off your gotcha!
- We can't take the suspense anymore! - Yeah! We'll even "gotch" ourselves!
[grunting]
[laughing]
Oh, relax, you two. I never had a plan.
My gotcha was watchin' you squirm.
So, the-the dark times are over?
Yeah, sure. Go get some sleep. [chuckles]
[both cheering]
- [vine snapping] - [both screaming]
[Gran cackling]
[both grunting]
This has gone on long enough. It's test time!
Ha! Who's hefty now?
- [Ugga] Grug! - That's right. Wait. Ugga?
[grunts, screams]
Ugga! Sandy! Oh, no. This is all my fault.
Yeah, completely. Now, do something!
[grunts]
[screams]
Never mind! Don't do something!
If I move, they're goners. But if I don't move...
Oh, what have I done?
Baitsy, my family needs a real Hefty Hunter to save them.
Please! I'll chill, I swear!
[all grunt]
Hunters, hold this Crood down and force-feed him fatty bugs
till he's back to normal.
Ow, ow! Whoa, easy! I've learned my lesson!
[chewing] From now on, I'll work out less.
- Can I go now? - [all] No!
[screaming]
- Why? Why? Why? Why? - [snarling]
[screaming continues]
[humming]
[both gasping, panting]
Gotcha.