(theme music playing)
(giggling)
Ooh-ooh, 'member when I let all the animals into the cafe
and the people were like, "Ahhh, cows!" (giggles)
Yeah, or that time at the aquarium
when you put your hand right in the...
- Oh, yeah. -(laughing)
(sighs) We sure did have
some crazy fun times in Big City.
Now that we're in the country,
I guess those kinds of adventures
- are behind us. -(chuckling) Yeah.
Wait, what do you mean?
Well, compared to the city,
isn't the country just a little... boring?
What?
That ain't true at all!
For your first full day on the farm,
I'm gonna show ya just how fun
and exciting the country really is!
(gasps) Really?
Darn-tootin'. You ready?
You bet I am!
You slept with your normal clothes under your PJ's?
- Mm-hmm. - See this?
This is why we're best buds.
Now let's go have some fun!
- BOTH: Whee! - Oh, but shhh.
(whispering) Tilly's still sleepin'.
On the contrary,
the incessant prattling of her roommates
kept Tilly awake all night.
I must do something to remedy this.
-(munching and slurping loudly) - Oh brother.
Cricket, at least use a spoon.
- Here we are. - Thanks, Nance.
This should be the last of my boxes.
But this was the only box.
I'm a simple man.
BOTH: Huh?
Tilly?
NANCY: Whatcha doin' in there, shug?
Oh, Remy and Cricket were up all night gabbin',
you know how boys can be,
so I decided to find a new room. (grunts)
In your dad's closet?
I know he only has one pair of pants, but...
Simple man.
Actually, I find it quite cozy.
See? Snug as a bug.
Maybe even more so.
Plus, I'll be close to you, Papa,
so when you have a bad dream,
I can yodel you back to sleep.
Oh that's sweet, Tilly, I--
(Tilly off-key yodeling)
You know, I just remembered this country house
has more space than your gramma's,
so you could have your own room.
An entire room for myself?
It feels like an unnecessary indulgence.
C'mon now, Tilly girl, you can barely breathe in there.
(inhales deeply) Fair point.
Perhaps I need to consider alternate dwellings.
There are a plethora of living spaces on the farm.
I'll find something in no time.
- She'll be fine, right? -(knock on door)
Huh. I wonder who that could be?
(gasps) Good Ol' Joe!
Good Ol' Bill.
Heard you moved back to the country,
so I thought I'd bring you a welcome gift.
Oh, boy, worms!
These can be used for composting or as fishing bait!
Thanks, Good Ol' Joe!
Good Ol' Bill.
Good Ol' Joe.
- Good Ol' Bill. - Good Ol' Joe.
Lose the toast, Remy, let's go!
Just look at it, Remy!
A world of fun right at our fingertips!
Wait, where's the fun?
Are we like... renting a mobile arcade
or hiring a troop of acrobats to entertain us?
(chuckles) Oh, no.
Don't ya see, Remy,
this is the fun!
Oh! I don't see it.
Well, how 'bout I show ya.
♪ In the country there's the space ♪
♪ And the freedom to embrace ♪
♪ My house rule number one ♪
♪ Anything can be fun! ♪
Really, Cricket?
- Anything? - Yes, sir!
♪ You see that rusty wagon? ♪
♪ We can ride it like a dragon ♪
♪ We're off to a real quick start ♪
♪ Get ready here's the best part! ♪
(Remy yelling)
(laughs)
♪ There's no reason to be down ♪
♪ Just take a look around ♪
Like this plain, old, dirty pig?
♪ Get on top, he'll do a jig ♪
♪ Don't ya see we've just begun ♪
I do see!
♪ Anything can be fun! ♪
That's right, anything can be fun!
Now let's put you to the test.
♪ Here's some sap from a tree! ♪
♪ I'll use it to climb a wall with glee! ♪
♪ How about these chili peppers? ♪
♪ We can challenge our spice receptors! ♪
-(whimpering) -(heavy breathing)
♪ What about these stanky ol' beets? ♪
♪ Swinging 'em around is pretty neat ♪
♪ What about this slimy toad? ♪
♪ We can dress up in tiny clothes! ♪
♪ What about these worms from Good Ol' Joe? ♪
♪ It's the perfect thing to grab and throw! ♪
(grunts)
'Cause anything can be fun! ♪
- Oh, my gosh! - What in the world?
Cricket, I just threw worms at a parental adult figure...
that's not fun!
No, Remy, remember anything can be fun.
Boys?
I'll prove it to ya.
Watch this!
Cricket, don't even think about...
(grunts, coughing)
(groans) Cricket!
Okay, Remy, time for the fun part!
- Huh? - BOTH: Run!
Hey!
♪ Now, I'm the farmer-mama ♪
♪ But I still ride my choppa! ♪
-(screaming) - Boys, stop!
You're doing great, Bill!
All right, who's ready for some chicken feed?
- Oh, lunchtime already? - Tilly?
Hi, Mama, come check out my new nest.
See? The Tilly Coop
has more space than Papa's closet.
(clucks)
Shug, you are not living in a chicken coop.
These critters can be unpredictably aggressive.
(grunts)
That's just how they play.
(clucking)
TILLY: Cecilia, no!
Then again, maybe you're right, Mama.
There's too much drama
amongst these gossipy hens anyway.
It could become quite tiresome
always walking on eggshells.
Figuratively and literally.
(clucks)
Run.
(screaming)
(clucking)
(panting) You're doing great, Remy.
C'mon, through here!
(screams)
(panting) Boys!
I'm serious!
See, Remy? Ain't this a hoot?
Not really. I think we're just making it worse
for when your dad catches us!
-(grunts) - Remy!
(grunts) All right boys.
I'm mad. You did something bad.
And you're going to be punished.
But if you stop running, and turn yourselves over,
I promise to show you leniency.
Cricket, there's no way this is fun.
We gotta turn ourselves in.
Do we, Remy? Do we?
I see you've learned nothing today!
So what's it gonna be-- (groans, grunts)
Whoo! Okay Remy, let's keep goin'!
- Havin' fun yet? - Not really!
(groans) You have planted your crop, boys.
And now it's time to harvest.
C'mon, we can hide up in the loft!
(both panting)
Whee! (laughs)
That was close. How you holding up, bud?
Not so good, if I'm being honest.
I'm sweating, my heart's pounding,
and my clothes are starting to feel incredibly tight!
The past twenty minutes we've just been on the run.
I know, right?
I just love the tingly fun
feeling of adrenaline pumping through my veins!
I told you anything the country could be fun.
I'm also starting to question if you know what "fun" means.
That's the spirit! And always remember,
I'm the master of escaping.
I'm too clever, too quick of the mind.
Dad will never--hello Daddy.
There you are!
I'm a lowly coward of a boy, please, mercy!
(objects clattering)
Where did that cleaning spray get off to?
Oh, there it--wait, huh?
Tilly-girl, what're you doin' now?
Setting up my new digs.
Aside from your leaky pipe dripping water on my pillow
and the robust chemical odor from cleaning products,
this is an ideal spot for me!
- Oh, is it? -(garbage disposal whirring)
The garbage disposal is like some sort of
- soul-shakin' massager. -(whirring stops)
Seems like the perfect spot for me.
- What do you think? - Nope. I'm not buying it.
Come with me. I think I might have something even better
in mind for you.
Now, wait, Dad. Just a minute here.
Sure we hit you with worms and corn,
but I was trying to teach Remy how to have fun in the country.
Where IS Remy?
Yeah. Where is Remy? Uh, good question.
Um, I think he's, uh, thinking up something
to get us out of this.
What can I do?
All I have is hay and--huh?
Don't start, boy, fun time's over.
REMY: Sorry, Mr. Green, but fun time's just begun.
Remy!
- I'm coming in hot! - Yeah!
(both laughing)
That was so fun!
Oh my gosh! I can't believe I did that.
I thought we were dead meat, but that was so exhilarating!
And look, I'm literally shaking!
- Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. - REMY: We were all cornered,
but then I found the rope and then I was like, whoosh.
And then I got you and then we were like, ah!
And then we got away!
Anything can be fun!
Come on, I'm ready for more!
- What? -(grunts)
Oh, Mr. Green, uh--
You two are so grounded.
Grounded? But we just got to the country.
All the open spaces and--
Your room, now!
(both groan)
I guess I was wrong, Remy.
Not everything can be fun.
Ta-da! What do you think?
What do I think of... what?
Your very own room!
Pretty swanky, huh?
It's uh... nice?
What's on your mind, Tilly girl?
Come on, you can tell me.
Well, as much as I don't really want to share a room
with two noisy boys,
I've always had a roommate.
So I figured I would bunk with you, or Papa,
or my chicken friends...
I see. Well, I know having your own room
might seem a little scary, but we're all on the same farm.
And with your own room,
comes peace and quiet and privacy.
You can do whatever you want!
This is true.
I could finally dance like no one's watching
or yodel like no one's listening!
You sure can!
And if you get scared,
everyone else is just a room away.
You're right, Mama, I'll give it go.
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I need to get situated in my new abode.
- Ow! -(Tilly yodeling)
Yup, she'll be just fine.
(Cricket grunting)
I can't believe Dad boarded up the ding-dang window!
There was so much awesome stuff I wanted to do with you, Remy.
And now we're stuck in here.
(groaning)
Getting punished is like...
some kinda punishment or somethin'!
Yeah, it stinks but at least we're stuck here together.
And together we made tree sap fun,
we made throwing worms fun,
and gosh dang it, we even made running from your dad fun.
Just like you said, anything can be fun.
Hey, yeah, you're right.
You know, I bet we could even find a way
to make being grounded fun.
Oh, yeah? How?
(grunts) Huh?
Pillow fight!
Oh, it's on! (laughs)
- Yeah! -(Cricket and Remy laughing)
I made a good decision.
(sighs)
My very own room.
Wait till Saxon sees this.
Where is he anyway?
(yawns) I'll finish unpacking tomorrow.
Goodnight everyone!
(Cricket and Remy laughing)
BILL: Boys, quit stompin' on my ceiling!
Being grounded is not supposed to be fun!
CRICKET AND REMY: Anything can be fun!
BILL: No, it can't!
(grunts) Never mind.