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Whoa!
Gweeseek!
Gweeseek, get over -- Come on.
Whoa! [ Grunts ]
Huh?
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[ Video game music plays ]
[ Beeping ]
Tiggy: Ha! Aw, yeah.
This is where I always die.
Oh, you ain't seen nothin' yet.
Game voice: Lift tiger!
Oh, you're gonna throw out your back!
Oh, tap B. Tap the B button.
Aw, come on, come on, lift from the knees. Oh! Oh, no...
You beat the game!
You're like the coolest person I know.
No.
Yes!
Nooo. Yes!
Okay, you twisted my arm.
I'm cool.
Sarkis: Guess who's here!
Uncle Sarkis!
Uncle Sarkis?
Uncle Sarkis, where did you fly in from?
Ha! I've been to so many exotic locations, who remembers?
Wow, you're the coolest person I know.
I-I thought you said I was the coolest person you know.
Compared to Uncle Sarkis, you're trash.
Just a trash person that should be thrown in the garbage.
Uncle Sarkis is an airline pilot.
Well, has he lifted a tiger?
Lift a tiger?
Oh, heh. Merely a video game.
Uh, yeah.
Hello, no one can lift an actual tiger.
No one, you say?
Ha!
Let me tell you a little story.
Oh, oh, oh!
Tell us, Uncle Sarkis.
Yeah. Tell us, Uncle Sarkis.
I was flying the plane,
captain of the mighty craft, when...
[ Imitates gunfire ]
My plane was shot down by enemy bad guys!
Um, I thought you were an airline pilot.
Shh! It's getting good.
That is when I came face to face with a giant Bengal tiger.
[ Roars ] [ Gasps ]
But did I run? Yes!
Straight towards the tiger!
[ Gasps ] I lifted the beast high above my head,
and like the mighty Hercules,
I hurled him into outer space.
Outer space?
[ Laughs ]
Wow, take that, tigers!
That gives me an idea.
Prangle, what do you say we toss around the pig skin, huh?
Oink oink? Alright!
Oink! Oink! Oink! Oink! Oink!
There's no way he threw a big old tiger into outer space?
Right?
[ Roars ]
Uncle Sarkis, do you think
you could take me up in your plane someday?
Oh-hoho, my boy.
You know you're not old enough to fly on the plane.
I'm in my 40s.
Intercepted!
In your face, Sarkis!
[ Grunts ]
Tiggy, you're -
The coolest guy you know?
Heh, thanks.
You're ruining the game!
It's okay, Prangle. Football's for everyone.
Tiggy, toss it here.
Alright, go long.
Longer.
Longer!
Keep going.
I'm open!
Check this out, Prangle.
Here comes the heat!
Good try!
Ugh, and I used to think you were cool.
It's the ball!
There's something wrong with the ball.
You sure it's regulation?
Seems fine to me.
Yeah, looks okay!
Gimme that! Don't fret, Tiggy.
I can help you.
You should listen to Uncle Sarkis.
He used to be a professional junior
high school football coach.
The key to tossing the ball is --
I know the key! You're not the only one
who has the key, okay?
A-watch and a-learn.
Here comes the heat!
Boys, time for dinner!
Good arm!
Great! Amazing!
You can all throw footballs.
Yippee.
Sarkis, I made lobahashu. Mmmmm!
Special just for you.
What?!
And you're trying to feed us
lobster Florentine?!
I want to be special, too! I'll have what he's having.
You like lobahashu?
Oh, yeah. Eat it all the time.
I'm a huge fan of... uh...
Lobahashu. Lobahashu!
Yeah. Load me up.
Funny, I thought you hated spicy food.
Spicy?
I mean, eh, of course it's spicy.
It's lomochoochoo.
And I made this batch extra spicy.
E-Extra spicy?
Like regular spicy, but with more spicy?
Do you hear that, Tiggy? We are in luck.
Time to dig in! Uh...
Here goes nothing.
Wait! You can't eat that!
Oh, heh. Is it 'cause it's too spicy?
No, we almost forgot the hot sauce!
[ Screams ]
Uncle Sarkis, that stuff is way too spicy for him.
You think I'm some kind of wimp?
Gimme that.
Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho!
Impressive. That's too hot for even me.
Well, you know what they say, Uncle Sarkis --
if you wanna handle the heat, ya gotta be cool.
[ Alarm blares ]
[ Hoarsely ] May I be excused?
[ Gulping ] Ahhh.
Aw, face it, Gweeseek.
We're stuck playing second fiddle
to Uncle Radi-cool out there.
Sarkis: Hello? The airport? Huh?
My application to flight school was rejected?
Oh, no!
Flight school?
But you don't understand. I told everyone I'm a pilot --
especially my nephew.
Yes, I know that makes me a liar.
Yes, I know lying is bad.
No, I don't know why I'm telling you this!
Bye!
Gweeseek, did you hear that?
He's a huge loser! [ Laughs ]
Oh, that's rich!
We don't have to be cooler than him.
We just gotta rat him out!
Hehehehe.
And then he said, "Desert?
I thought you said dessert."
[ Laughing ]
Oh, yeah, good one, Sark. Good one.
Hey, I just had a totally random thought.
What if we played a game?
I love games! But what?
Let's play...
the nose game!
Oooh!
How do you play?
Touch your nose...
if you've ever told a lie.
What's wrong, Sarkis? Are you a liar?
An antsy, fancy, pants-on-fire liar?
Hey, why aren't you touching your nose, Tiggy?
What?! What have I ever lied about?
Liking lobahashu?
Hmmm, not ringing any bells.
Next round!
Touch your nose if you've ever...
lied to everyone in this room about being a pilot.
[ Chuckles nervously ] Sarkis?
Don't you want to touch your nose?
No, no, no, it's okay. Thank you.
I really think you should touch your nose.
I don't want to touch my nose. Oh, yeah?
Well, then, why are you touching your nose?!
Huh? Why are you touching your nose?
I am not! He made me to do it!
You saw! You all saw!
Tiggy, what are you doing?
Exposing the truth!
He's not a pilot! He's a liar!
And I'll bet dollars to donuts he never lifted a big old tiger!
Tiggy, please. Calm down.
Don't tell me to calm down! I'm calm!
I've never been more calm!
Alright, time to choose --
Stinky liar Uncle Sarkis,
or me and my cat?
[ Meows ]
Aah! Oof!
Prangle: And take your tiger lifter game!
The only tiger lifter I need is my uncle -- Uncle Sarkis!
Ohh!
If only there was a way to prove Sarkis is a phony.
Release the tiger!
Ha, heh. I'm not that crazy.
So, where do you want the tiger, Mr...
This Guy?
Just put the cage over here and point it at my friend's house.
Okay, sure thing.
Thanks for using our service -- TigersNoQuestionsAsked.com.
When are you coming back?
I cannot say, my boy.
I come and go like the wind.
So, probably in a month.
[ Leaves rustling ]
Huh! What is it?
I thought I saw a tiger.
Haha, you've been playing too many video games.
[ Roars ] Aah! A tiger!
Aah! Open it up!
It's locked!
Wait. Why are we running?
What are you doing, man?!
Uncle Sarkis, a tiger is no match for you.
Go lift it up!
Yes, Uncle Sarkis, go lift it up.
Yeah! And hurl him into outer space!
Oh, Prangle, I cannot!
What do you mean, you cannot?
Tell him, Sarkis.
He deserves the truth.
Prangle, it was a lie!
I did not throw a tiger into outer space.
And...?
And I'm not an airline pilot.
So, you are an antsy, fancy pants-on-fire liar?
It is true.
Which makes me the coolest guy you know.
Hahaha!
You see, Gweeseek?
I knew it was a good idea to release that tiger.
-You did that? -Yep.
And it worked a-like a charm.
But -- But now there's a tiger back here.
Uh, your point?
[ Roars ]
Aah! There's a tiger back here!
We're gonna be tiger chow!
Not if Uncle Sarkis has anything to say about it.
Noooo! Don't do it!
I must!
The lies end now!
Hey, you, tiger -- go back to the jungle.
Get out of here. Go!
[ Roars ] Ah!
[ Roars ]
Wow, he is the coolest guy you know.
It's working! All I had to do was believe!
[ Roars ] Aah! No!
[ Both gasp ]
Lift tiger!
What? What happened?
Holy moly!
Uncle Sarkis, you just threw that tiger clean into space!
I did?
I did! Wow!
If I can lift a tiger, surely I can pass the pilot test!
And then you'll look up to me.
I don't care if you're a pilot, Uncle Sarkis.
You're my hero. No matter what.
[ Low growl ]
Tiggy: Gweeseek, ya little genius, you.
Can you believe my uncle threw a tiger into space?
Well, actually...
that was pretty cool.
Ah! I love happy endings.
Waaaaah!
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