♪ Magic is real here ♪
♪ Far away from home ♪
♪ Anything can happen ♪
♪ When witches make the rules ♪
♪ Monsters are cool ♪
♪ The moon is our friend ♪
♪ I wanna stay with you ♪
♪ On Summer Camp Island ♪
♪♪
Good morning, my little
First Bank of Frank.
Good morning,
my little excellent elephant.
What's my balance?
Let's see.
Whoa.
Feels like you've put
a lot of money in me, Oscar.
I'd say you have about...
Hmm...
40 chocolate
money badges.
I'm rich! I'll take
it all, please, Frank.
You got it.
Yeah, yeah.
Get in my lap satchel.
What are you going to do
with all that money, Oscar?
We're all going
to Heartforde today.
It's the only normal,
non-magical town on the island.
It feels just like
being back home.
What are you
going to buy?
Well, an "I heart Heartforde"
sweatshirt,
the new Werewolf
mystery novel,
the new Boy Band album,
and toothpaste.
Non-magical toothpaste
that doesn't talk your ear off.
Ugh, which reminds me...
Oscar, my man!
Haven't seen you in, gosh,
what's it been, 10 hours?
How are you? How'd you sleep?
We got a good thing, huh?
You squeezing me.
Me getting squeezed.
Ah, we're unstoppable.
♪ Brush, brush, brush
your upper molars ♪
♪ Brush, brush, brush,
that's where you ♪
♪ Got that cavity ♪
-Okay. Bye, guys!
-Bye, Oscar!
I love you!
I miss you!
Yeah, okay.
Bye, Toothpaste.
Wow, my stocks are doing
really well.
Mama's going to buy
a new pair of...
Yah! What's happening?!
What's going on?
Susie,
it's Heartforde day.
What? No!
Yuh-huh.
Why else would I be
wearing my lap satchel?
Ugh, fine.
Whatever.
♪♪
[ Rumbling ]
This tunnel will
take you to Heartforde,
but first you have
to pay the toll.
Susie, there's no toll.
Fine!
Just Oscar, then.
No.
Ugh, fine!
Why does the secret door
to Heartforde
have to be in my basement?
And then I really want
to check out
the non-magical
stationary store
and the non-magical
thrift store and the...
And the non-mag,
and the non-mag,
and the non-mag...
[ Gasps ]
-Wow!
-So regular.
Feels just like being
back in New Jersey.
-That's what I said.
-Hey, kids.
Welcome to
Heartforde.
You two want to eat
some of Ms. Pinch's pies?
That a non-magical pie?
See for yourself.
Hey, pie.
How's it going?
Whoa.
Pie eating contest
starts in an hour.
If you could
eat all my pies,
you just might
win a prize.
Like, I'll bake you a cake
or something.
-Yeah.
Oh, Mortimer!
What you getting?
-Toilet paper!
-Non-magical toilet paper?
Yeah, and non-scented.
Huh,
how about that?
Hey, wait up!
Hey, Hedgehog.
I know I should save
my dessert until last,
but I think I want
to get my toothpaste first.
Not a problem.
Let's make haste.
For the paste.
[ Bell rings ]
To the toothpaste...
section.
[ Gasps ]
They're fresh out of paste!
Huh? Oh, gee, yeah,
the T-paste.
That was, uh...
oh, what's her name,
Paulette from
the Heartforde Herald.
Oh, a normal
town newspaper?
You betcha.
Ohhhh.
Why's she hogging
all the paste?
Don't know why Paulette
needs all these tubes,
but she made me an offer
I couldn't refuse.
She paid me
for them.
Well, I guess we go
to the Heartforde Herald
and ask Paulette
for some paste.
Good non-magical
idea.
♪♪
Visitors!
Hope y'all like newspapers
because you've come
to the right place.
I love them.
We were wondering
if we could have
a tube of your
toothpaste.
Oh, yeah.
I've got loads.
Right over there.
[ Laughing ]
Oh, thank you so much.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
You can't just take
my stuff, silly.
But you just
said...
Mmm, I don't think so.
Well, why can't I have
just one tube?
You have dozens.
I need them to make
corrections for my paper.
Truth is,
I'm a terrible speller,
and this paper
means everything to me.
"Poompkins for sail
at Firmer's Meerkat?"
Aaah!
Stop the presses!
[ Buzzer sounds ]
Why don't you
just use paint?
Georgina down at the art store
won't sell me any.
I think
she's mad at me.
Georgina's
not mad at us.
We could buy the paint
to trade Paulette.
Hedgehog,
you sly hedgehog.
What can I do for you
little O'Keeffes?
One tube of
white paint, please.
Sure thing.
♪♪
[ Sniffs ]
[ Gasps ]
Newspaper ink!
You want that paint
for Paulette!
Why do you hate her,
ma'am?
She forgot
my birthday.
Until she remembers, y'all can
forget about that paint!
So I guess we go back
to Paulette
and beg for paste,
beg like dogs?
No.
We have to fix this.
Get in line.
Pie time!
I have a plan.
Uh, Ms. Pinch,
if we eat all your pies,
could you bake
a birthday cake that says,
"To Georgina, Happy Birthday,
from Paulette"?
Oh! I see.
We eat the pies to get the cake
to get the paint
to get the paste.
Say, what kind of pie
is this anyhow?
Poompkin pie!
Did you just say,
"poompkin"?
Begin eating pie!
[ Munching ]
♪♪
Huh?
♪♪
[ Bell chimes ]
[ Bird caws ]
[ Groans ]
Way to go, Hedgehog.
[ Groans ]
[ Groans, swallows ]
I did it.
Look at yourselves,
you animals.
My tummy hurts.
Ugh, it's cool.
It's just mostly gas
because of the poompkins.
Don't you mean pump...
I can't bake you guys a cake
until my tum is better.
We can go to
Dr. Hogsbottom.
He has medicine that can
make this gas go away
and therefore relieve
our tum-tum pain.
To the doctor!
[ Grunting ]
Is the doctor in?
He's at movie day
at town hall.
He's watching a fillum.
Ugh, why now?
I just want
some toothpaste.
Should we give up?
Oscar, my man!
How was Heartforde?
Tell me everything!
Really paint a picture for me.
Leave no stone unturned.
I missed you.
I can't live like this!
We've got to get
that paste!
[ Grunting ]
Narrator:
Ah, yes, food.
Ugh.
No one knows why we eat food,
but we do know it's good.
Excuse me, Doctor.
We have issues
of the tum.
Shh, I'm off duty
until this film ends.
Ah.
[ Film reel clicking ]
Well, that's it,
then, right?
The what?
What word could
possibly be next?
It's going to say
"The end."
You don't know that!
I must see
the rest of the film.
I won't leave until I do.
Looks like
the bulb is busted.
Anyone want to run to Radio Yurt
and get a new one?
[ Sighs ]
We'll go.
[ Stomach grumbling ]
I'll stay here.
Welcome to Radio Yurt.
Hey, aren't you
the guy from --
How can I help you?
We need to buy a light bulb.
Well, I would help you,
but there's been...
a murder...
[ Both gasp ]
...of crows
in the alley.
Delivery guy
can't get through.
[ Crows cawing ]
Okay.
We'll fix it.
[ Groans ]
We'll move the crows
to get the bulb
to fix our tums
to get the cake to get
the paint to get the paste.
Easy.
[ Crows cawing ]
[ Cawing stops ]
Together:
Caw! Caw! Caw! Caw!
I hear you kids need
a light bulb.
I don't
understand you.
Let's hurry!
[ Panting ]
Oh!
Huh, how about that?
Ahem.
So, what's ailing you?
All: Our tums!
Ah, yes. Oh, I keep
the medicine on my person
because I like to eat a lot
because I'm a big rotund hippo.
Mmm.
[ Belching, flatulating ]
To the bakery!
[ Panting ]
To the art store!
[ Panting ]
[ Gasps ]
She remembered!
Yes, "she" did.
Yeah, go ahead.
Mmm.
Take her as much
white paint as she needs.
To the newspaper...
thing!
Hmm.
Can I have
the T-paste now?
Oh, nice!
Hope that wasn't
too much trouble.
[ Gasps ]
[ Squeak ]
Non-magical toothpaste!
It's mine.
Yeah, we did it!
Now we can get the rest
of our stuff.
[ Bell ringing ]
Bozos, come back to camp, bozos!
[ Sighs ]
What's wrong?
It took me all day
just to get
one thing on my list.
Well, at least you got
the toothpaste.
Huh!
I'm so sorry, Hedgehog.
We didn't get anything
off your list.
Eh, forget about it.
I got to see
a printing press.
We got to eat
all that pie,
and, hey, we sort of
solved a murder.
Not a bad day at all.
I love you, Hedgehog.
[ Both gasp ]
Hey, guys!
I beat you down here!
To say thank you for all
you've done today,
we present you
with this gift basket.
Oh, you shouldn't...
How about that?
This is full of things
from our respective lists!
Hey, yeah. How did
you know what I wanted?
Oh, I have
my sources.
[ Laughter ]
♪♪
Good bye, Oscar.
♪♪
[ Film reel clicks ]
♪♪
-Did you just say, "poompkin"?
-Begin eating pie!