Scraps, come on! We're gonna be late
for the dress-your-pet contest.
This sucks.
All my friends are gonna be there.
Tinker Bell and Jaja are gonna think I'm a friggin' jackass.
You look adorable!
Now waggle your widdle stinger for Mommy.
Look, I am sick of embarrassing myself
for your own private amusement.
I'm a man, damn it.
Hey, you're getting a little unruly, boy.
Sit. No.
I'm serious. I don't wanna.
Sit.
Now shake.
Look at me.
There's my good boy!
You know what would be so cute?
A little jar of honey.
I'll be right back, my little bumblebee.
Mom! Come --
It's not fair.
Is it too much to ask for a little dignity and respect?
Let go!
Get him in there!
Ow!
Go, go, go!
Scraps!
Scraps?
Bad news, guys.
Lenny from Accounting died,
Which means we're a man short on our kickball team,
and we're gonna have to forfeit the game this weekend.
I know. It's a tragedy.
The kickball part, I mean.
Morning, everyone. So sorry I'm late.
Uh, Freya needed to use the car this morning,
so I had to take the bus, and the bus was delayed.
And then it finally got there, and, surprise, surprise,
we were ambushed by child soldiers.
Whoa. Sid, you can't just burst in here
sweating like a desert pig.
We have an image to uphold in this office.
For instance, when you look at me, what do you see?
Oh, um, an odd little man in a top hat?
I was gonna say success.
Success? Yes.
Whereas when people look at you, they see bus.
Freaking epic slam from the boss man.
Thank you, Devon. I like you today.
Get yourself cleaned up.
And you might want to take those tiny knives out of your back.
What? Oh! Ow!
Stupid child soldiers.
Aah!
Oh, work with me, man. I'm sure we can work out a deal.
Let me go, and in exchange,
I'll report you and send your asses to prison!
Roland!
You're home.
Mwah! Oh, I'm sorry, lady,
but I think you're giving the wrong guy a boner.
Look, I-I'm not Roland.
My -- my name is Scraps.
Oh, you poor thing. You must have been brainwashed.
You are Roland Proudheart.
You saved our whole village
from the evil warlord Freya Exaltada.
But I never gave up hope that we'd find you again one day.
Why is everyone nodding at me with warmth and admiration?
Because they respect you.
You are our brave leader, my beloved husband,
and a wonderful father.
I'm a father?
Kids, come say hi to your dad.
Father! We missed you so.
My children!
Come to papa!
Yeah, what do you think of this one?
Pretty good condition.
A few dings here and there, obviously.
You're joking, right? It doesn't have any wheels.
That's fine. I can just lift it over my waist
and run, like this.
No! We can do better than that.
Okay. How about this one?
This car is actively on fire.
It might knock the price down.
Sid, you can't drive around in a piece of crap.
No, you need something with some swagger, you know?
Like --
Ah! Like this.
What a beauty.
Now, this is a car!
Is it a car?
It's a Bifi.
It gets great mileage, doesn't require fossil fuels,
and, most importantly, it is baller AF.
I mean, it's definitely cool.
Big thighs.
Solid bulge.
But, yeah, I-I-I don't know, man.
I just -- I don't think I can pull it off.
I'm not that kind of guy.
Sid, you need more confidence than that.
Just jump in, huh? See how it feels.
Um, how do I, uh -- Oh.
Oh. Oh. Okay.
Alright.
Ooh! It's, uh --
Wow! Yeah, that's pretty nice.
You feel powerful. Oh, and the seat's warm.
Feels good, right?
Do you want me to ask about a payment plan?
No. No need.
I will be paying in bird beaks.
Oh-ho!
Listen to this baby purr.
I am the evil witch Freya!
I'm going to burn your village to the ground!
Boo!
Not if I have anything to say about it!
Oh, no!
Not Roland! Nyah!
Damn, I'm awesome!
Roland? Why are you sitting on the ground?
You sit at the head of the table.
Oh, right. Yeah.
'Cause in your eyes, I'm a man and not a subhuman animal.
What would you like to eat?
I'm -- I'm sorry. I can have whatever I want?
Mm-hmm. Can I have ice cream?
Your iced cream, Father.
Wowie-zowie!
Someone's gonna be barfin' tonight!
Why don't you, uh, save some of that appetite for the bedroom.
Oh. I think I follow.
I get to sleep in the bed.
Oh, Roland!
You still have your same dry sense of humor.
I'll boil your bones to make my broth! Nyah!
Is that supposed to be me?
That's not what I sound like.
Nyah!
Freya.
How did you find me?
You're chipped, remember?
Now, come on. Let's go home.
I got to stick your flea medication up your butt.
You dare show your face here after keeping him prisoner
in your evil witch lair? Whoa.
Okay, first of all, not loving the witch language.
It's feeling very gendered to me.
And Scraps isn't my prisoner, okay?
He's my pet. And he likes it.
Tell 'em, boy.
What is she talking about, dear?
I --
I have no idea.
Must be another one of her witch lies!
And my name is not Scraps.
It's Goland.
Roland. Roland.
Seize her!
Whoa. Okay.
Ow!
Dick.
Hey, how you doin'?
Hey, you like the new ride?
Yeah, it's the new Bifi. No big deal.
Hello, Boomtown.
My car is a human man now.
Ha ha!
Hey, babes. Enjoying the view?
Oh, check out that guy.
I bet he has a lot of sex.
Whoa, wait! Sid?
Hey, fellas.
Like the new ride?
Yeah, I sprung for the black on black.
And -- check this out -- voice-activated.
Bifi, self-park.
Self-parking activated.
Wow! Sid, I am impressed.
I didn't know you had it in you.
Never heard of a bus that drove a car.
Remember, boss? He's a bus?
Shut up, Devon.
Clearly, Sid is better than you now.
Come on, Sid. Lunch is on me.
Devon, why don't you go kill yourself
or eat crap or whatever.
Your breakfast, my handsome man.
Ice cream again?
Belinda, you know me so well.
Last night was amazing.
My leg is still sore from all the hours you humped it.
Rawr!
What's the matter, Miss Muffet?
You're not eating your kibble.
Ha ha. I get it.
You're treating me like your subservient pet
so I know what it feels like to be in your shoes.
Oh, man, I didn't even think about that.
But yeah, it makes it so much better.
Okay. Well, you had your fun.
Now unlock my chains so I can burn this place to the ground
and we can go home. Mm!
This is my home.
People here treat me with the dignity
and respect that I so fully deserve.
Sorry. Ice-cream farts.
Dude! Right in my face.
Well, I'm all done with breakfast.
Time to nap until lunch.
Oh, dear, they're expecting you in the fields.
Oh, man, I have to work now?
But I was just gonna sit on my ass and do nothing all day.
That's kind of my thing.
Oh, there's that dry wit again.
You wouldn't be the most respected man in the village
if you weren't also the hardest-working.
Y-- - Come, Father.
Let us till the soil till our fingers bleed.
Huzzah! Why don't you shut your shitty mouth,
you little brown-noser?!
I mean, um...
I love you, Son.
Let's go and do it -- work.
Come on.
Mmm!
Weird texture, but not bad.
I cannot tell you how much this Bifi has changed my life.
Yeah, the old Sid was such an insecure loser, you know?
Probably 'cause he never knew his parents
and grew up alone and afraid.
Ha!
Hey, so, Freya told me that
Scraps got kidnapped, and she left to go rescue him.
Oh, hey, did you hear they're bringing out the new Bifi XL?
It's just two Bifis holding hands.
Cool!
Hey, Sid, it seems like you're talking about your Bifi a lot.
I-It's cool that you're so into it,
but you're starting to sound a little bit like a Bifi Bro.
Oh, thank you so much. No, that's not a good thing.
A Bifi Bro is someone who makes owning a Bifi
into their entire personality.
It's one of the worst kinds of douchebags there is,
right up there with Crypto Dork and Paleo Schmuck.
Oh, Tai.
You know, I never took you for the jealous type.
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I have to attend a meeting of my fellow Bifi owners.
We're gonna take pictures with our Bifis
and discuss why no one else will talk to us.
Let's go, Bifi.
Huh?
What? Tai?
What -- what are you doing?
I'm sorry. I can't be responsible
for letting another Bifi Bro out into the universe.
The world is bad enough as is.
Are you kidding me?! Get your hands off my Bifi!
Never! I ought to go loco on you, man!
Loco Mode engaged.
What?
Sid!
Family, we are back from an excellent day of hard labor.
Isn't that right, Father?
I wanna die, but I'm too tired to kill myself.
Oh!
Oh, at least I can finally relax.
Oh, not just yet, you can't.
You still have to help Agatha with her homework.
After that, you can clean the dishes
and put the little ones to bed.
Hey, we're back from my walk.
You didn't tell me how liberating it is
to piss in public.
I just walked straight up to a fire hydrant
and was like, "Blamo!"
Do you realize that being a man
comes with all these responsibilities?
It's like the only reason people respect me is because
I'm a loving husband, an active father,
and contribute to the community at large.
Ugh.
Hey, I know it's a lot, but you can do it.
You know, I hate to admit this, but you make a pretty great man.
Yeah? Yeah.
Oh, thanks, Freya.
You know, that's really big of you,
given how I've been treating you lately.
Oh, you know me.
I don't hold grudges.
Just water under the bridge, my friend.
Que sera, sera.
Alright, well, I guess I should start helping
Agatha with her homework.
And I can start burning this mother effer to the ground.
Sid! You need to get the Bifi under control!
Check the owner's manual!
Okay. Loco Mode, Loco Mode.
"How to turn off Loco Mode."
"There is no way to turn off Loco Mode."
Aah! I'm gonna die!
Looking good, ladies.
Help me!
Get out of the way!
Don't worry, he's in the junkyard now.
Not much damage he could do there.
Oh, no! Not the fine china!
Okay, so, say a man toils in the field for nine hours,
and then add three hours of chores around the house
and then two hours of family time.
So much time does that leave for the man to have for himself?
No time, Agatha!
It leaves no time!
Dear, have you seen Miss Muffet?
Her chain is unlocked.
Well, that's impossible, because I got the keys right --
Oh, no.
Calling all ass wipes!
You stole my war dog.
You forced me into this ridiculous outfit --
which I'm killing, by the way.
Well, now I'm gonna burn your stinkin' village to the ground!
Hmm. It's not catching.
Uh, does anyone have newspaper?
Or a piece of cardboard?
Anyone?
Roland, you have to go out there and stop her.
Are you kidding me? She's gonna kick my ass.
Couldn't we just have the girl do it?
It's your responsibility to protect us.
Are you not a man?
Ugh! Yeah, I'm a -- I'm a man.
Stupid town always needs saving.
Boy, for a guy screaming like a maniac,
he still looks pretty cool.
Sid, that tower of junk is gonna collapse!
You have to jump!
No! I can't leave the Bifi behind!
Well, if you don't jump, you'll die!
I'd rather die than go back to the old Sid!
He makes a pretty convincing argument.
Maybe he should die.
I'm gonna have to do this on my own.
Bingo.
Hey!
Eat shirt!
Mommy! Ooh!
Right in the nards.
You hate to see that.
No! No! No, no, no!
Let me go! No!
Don't take me away from the Bifi!
No! No!
No! Bifi!
Uh-oh. Bifi!
Still burning your village down.
It's just taking a sec. Thanks for your patience.
Not if I have anything to say about it.
Are you serious? What? You're gonna fight me now?
That's right.
I want to sacrifice my life for my wife and children.
It's, like, my favorite thing to do.
I can't believe this.
After everything I've done for you.
I got you toys to chew on, a dirty blanket to sleep on.
I expressed your anal glands when you were constipated.
Yeah, but you never gave me respect!
You know, a man shouldn't have to walk around
in ridiculous outfits or -- or eat leftovers off the floor.
No, a-a man does chores and he works
and he has trouble sleeping at night
because he made a dentist appointment too early
in the morning and is worried about getting enough sleep!
Wow.
Scraps, I didn't realize you were so unhappy being my pet.
If this is really what you want,
then I guess I'll just leave you alone.
He did it! He defeated the witch!
Freya, wait!
What's he doing?
I take it all back, alright?
I don't want any of this work or responsibility.
And, honestly, the kids -- eh.
I just want to be your war dog again.
But what about all that stuff you were saying
about wanting dignity and respect?
I don't need it. It's overrated.
I just want to nap at your feet and lick my ass all day.
You know what you have to do then.
Oh, geez, Mom. In front of them?
Sit.
Shake.
Look at me.
Who's my good boy?
You're my good boy!
- I guess he really is a dog. - That tickles.
Papa?
Let's back him up.
Owie.
I guess that's it for the new Sid.
Hey, maybe it's for the best.
Sure, the old Sid was a dork,
but at least he wasn't an obnoxious douchebag.
The truth is, you never needed the Bifi to be confident.
You dirt turkey!
Look what you did to my junkyard, Sid.
This is coming out of your pay, you hear me?
Look, the junkyard is fine!
The only problem here is you not treating
your number-one employee with a bit of goddamn respect!
So will you get off my ass?!
Wow. Fair enough.
Hopping off that ass now.
Go -- go clean up that mess.
My apologies.
Wow. Tai, it worked.
Tai?
We may have won the battle, but the war rages on.
As long as there are douchebags who are too obsessed
with their expensive cars, I'll be there --
to shoot them in the nards with a T-shirt cannon.
For I am the Nardinator.
And then I was like, "Am I drinking my pee?"
Hey! You found Scraps.
Yeah. We had a fun time together, didn't we, boy?
Oh, yeah, it was great.
Well, my long-lost family kidnapped me,
and then they kidnapped Freya,
and then we burned the village to the ground,
and then we got ice creams.
Wait. What was the last part?
We got ice creams. These are rocky road.
No, no, before that. You -- Wait.
You burned the village to the ground?
Why?
They were just being annoying.
Why didn't you stop her? I don't know.
'Cause I'm not the friggin' police.
This guy. "I'm the police."
Alright, but at least y-your family survived, right?
Uh-huh. Yeah. We burned the whole village to the ground,
and my family miraculously survived.
You married this chaunce?
Hey, don't look at me.
No, no, no. But, seriously, are they okay?
Because if not, that is the darkest thing
you have ever done.
Awkward!
Oyy! Guys.
It's stuffy in there. Guys, are they dead?
Guys!