(evil laugh)
♪ Can't believe you're all mine ♪
-Uh, what? -♪ You and me for all time ♪
♪ I'm never ever, ever gonna be alone again ♪
Oh, boy!
-♪ The dream team, you and me ♪ -For all eternity?
♪ For all eternity! ♪
♪ It's the ghost ♪
♪ And Molly McGee ♪
♪ I've been cursed, it's the worst! ♪
♪ Now you're stuck with me ♪
♪ We're never gonna be apart ♪
♪ Is there a way to hit restart? ♪
♪ Nope! We're the ghost ♪
♪ Ghost and Molly McGee ♪
That's me!
Well, that's she.
BOTH: ♪ The Ghost and Molly McGee! ♪
(upbeat music)
-MOLLY: Brighton... -(chicken clucking)
A place where dreams are born and turnips are grown.
-We may be a small town... -(groans)
...but we've got an enlarged heart.
And I'm proud to call this my forever home.
My dream is to enhappify Brighton.
And then to get the word enhappify in the dictionary.
So choose me, Molly McGee,
as Brighton's Mayor for a Day!
(static)
I'm Joanie Pataky for KWP.
We're here as the first Mayor for a Day!
contest winner, Molly McGee, gets sworn in.
There were a lot of submissions,
but only one showed the passion required for the job.
Molly McGee, do you solemnly swear
to uphold the Office of Mayor and all of the responsibilities therein?
By the sacred turnip, I swear I do.
(cheering and applauding)
MAYOR: And here's the Mayor's office,
where the decisions get made and the papers get signed.
Hey, this is real mahogany!
Fancy!
I'm gonna put my feet on it!
And perhaps my butt.
How many pages can this baby handle?
Thirty? Thirty-five?
Oh, it's been known to handle up to 36
if you put your back into it!
These are all the past Mayors Brunson.
My mom, her dad, his mom, her dad.
Their eyes, always following me...
full of disappointment.
Wow.
I can almost feel the crushing weight of responsibility in here!
Yes, being Mayor is a mighty big responsibility
which is why I'm glad it's your problem now!
-Woo-hoo-hoo! -Um, I'm sorry. My problem?
-Are you going somewhere? -Yeah. Away.
You took the sacred Turnip Oath which, as all Brightonians know,
is legally-binding, so you're in charge now, Mayor McGee!
What? Don't I need to be a grown up to be in charge?
Nah, you'll be fine. You've got the passion for the job!
That's all you need. (sighs)
I never wanted to be Mayor.
One year, I didn't even run.
People wrote me in anyway!
But now I'm free to find my true calling in life.
-We out! -Mayor Brunson, wait!
Slow down, sis.
Let's think about this opportunity for a second.
Don't you want to enhappify Brighton?
(hesitates) Yeah.
DARRYL: And wouldn't that be easier if you were in charge of Brighton?
Yeah.
So why not cut out the middle man
and embrace your chance to make a real difference in this town?
Ooh. I don't know how to run a whole town!
I can't just learn all that instantly!
Unless... I put on the blazer...
(whimsical music)
MOLLY: The ultimate symbol of knowing important grown up stuff...
(upbeat music)
MOLLY: Scalable solutions! Bricks to clicks!
A sustainable economy of public-private synergy!
Do you know what that means?
Nobody does! (laughs)
Darryl, I'm in.
Does she just carry that blazer everywhere?
-What Brighton needs is something bold. -Hey.
-Something fun, something... -Enhappifying?
Exactly.
What would make Brighton happy? Give me pitches, people!
-Pancake Breakfast. -Giant slip 'n slide.
We'll do both. At the same time!
-Bold. -Decisive.
One catch: I hate maple syrup in both texture and taste.
-Do we need it? -Polling number say yes!
What are we gonna slippy slide on?
(groaning) Fine.
Let's get enhappifying!
(cheering, applauding)
(jolly music)
(jolly music continues)
(screams in joy)
(cheering, applauding)
You know, I don't know what I was worried about.
Passion really was all I needed to be Mayor!
Listen to the satisfying sound of enhappification.
(people clamoring)
Wait, is that cheering or screaming?
(screaming)
My enhappification has been ruined!
(insects buzzing)
Joanie Pataky, KWP!
Turns out a child mayor was not a great idea.
This maple syrup slide has attracted a swarm of hungry horseflies!
Up next, can one woman outrun a swarm of horseflies?
(yelps) No, the answer is no!
(buzzing)
Our poll numbers might take a hit over this.
Sweet baby corn, we've ruined the town!
Uh, just do what I do.
You create a fake portal and you pretend the Ghost Council is calling you.
It works all the time.
-Wait, you fake those? -Um, never with you.
Okay, whatever.
But what are we gonna do about the horseflies?
The maple syrup was Scratch's idea!
Wow. Wow! Just gonna turn on me like that, huh?
MOLLY: You know what, never mind! I can figure this out.
I'm wearing a blazer so I must know what I'm doing, right?
(in trembling voice) Speak to me, blazer.
(whispers) Tell me what to do.
(whimsical music)
(indistinct whispering)
What'd the blazer say?
Nothing! It didn't say anything, okay?
It's just a very fashionable, timeless piece of clothing!
And it can't give me any magical powers of grownup-iness!
(exclaims) Oh, okay.
Uh, there's only one thing to do.
Burn the town, blame the previous administration.
Yeah, you're winning me back over. I think he's on to something here.
Let's hear him out.
You guys are the worst advisers. No! We need to get the real Mayor back!
Scratch, you're coming with me.
Darryl, stay here and return those office supplies!
What office supplies?
(metals clattering)
Oh. Those office supplies.
Good news to report.
The horseflies have eaten all the maple syrup and pancakes!
The bad news is, the food is gone and they are angry about it!
Oh, no, they've found me again!
(screaming) Help!
I don't see The Mayor anywhere!
-(both gasp) -Mostly because these horseflies
won't stop biting my eyes.
-Ow! -(yelps)
(gasps) We've searched all over the city.
Maybe it's time to give up. Let's just take a little snack break.
Scratch, this is no time for cotton candy.
Brighton is in trouble!
Then again, sugar does help me problem-solve.
Hi, one pink and blue swirl, please.
Um, hello? Sir?
I'm trying to patronize your business!
(gasps) Mayor Brunson! It's you!
What? No, it's not!
I'm just Stu, the local Cotton Candy Maker
who no longer lives under the overwhelming weight
of a whole town's expectations!
You said swirl, right?
Mr. Mayor! Brighton needs a real leader!
Turns out it takes way more than a tasteful blazer and passion.
You also need a lot of experience!
Please, Molly.
I have lots of passion and no experience in cotton candy,
but watch this.
(machine whirring)
Don't worry, I think it's just warming up.
(gasps) It's gonna blow!
(explosion)
(sighs) Okay. Maybe you're right.
Maybe the town does need an experienced Mayor.
But it shouldn't be me!
And no one in this world can convince me otherwise.
No one in this world, huh?
Scratch, finish that spun sugar and fire up a portal.
You can't just call those up whenever you want, Molly.
Yeah, okay.
JOANIE: Help!
(zaps)
(gasps)
Mom, what are you doing here?
What are the Mayors Brunson doing here?
Stewie, we heard you lost your passion for being Mayor.
(whimsical music)
♪ Every Brunson knows the burden ♪
♪ It's the cross that we all bear ♪
♪ It can leave your heart a-hurtin' ♪
♪ And in the mayor's chair ♪
♪ But that's exactly where the city needs ♪
♪ Your bulbous derriere ♪
♪ Don't give up, go back to city hall ♪
-♪ We know the pressureis no fun ♪ -♪ No fun! ♪
♪ And your passion has been shaken ♪
-♪ But we're so proudof all you've done ♪ -♪ So proud! ♪
♪ And the differenceyou're making ♪
♪ Alas, this child, Mary is incompetent, no offense ♪
♪ Oh, none taken ♪
♪ Don't give up, go back to city hall ♪
♪ Think of all the potholes That you filled ♪
♪ The graffiti you've erased ♪
♪ Free baggies at the dog park for collecting fecal waste ♪
♪ Every day you make this Turnip town a slightly better place ♪
-♪ Oh, Stew ♪ -♪ Oh, Stew ♪
♪ Say I do, go back to city hall ♪
-♪ Ba-doom ♪ -♪ Do-ap ♪
-♪ Ba-doom ♪ -♪ Go back to city hall ♪
I love you, Stew.
-♪ Do-ap ♪ -♪ Ba-doom ♪
♪ Go back to city... ♪
Ah!
A horse made of metal!
Come at me, you mechanical monstrosity!
I'll give you a slice of the Brunson backhand!
(groans)
I had the craziest cotton candy dream.
My mom was there and granddad.
-And there were dancing ghosts! -(gasps)
What? That's a super weird dream.
Ah, too much cotton candy for you, Mister!
But I'm suddenly filled with the drive to put things right!
Come on, Goldie.
It's time to get back to doing what we do best.
Mayoring!
(action music)
All right, Brighton.
Let's get this mess cleaned up!
(shouting)
(screaming)
The Mayor is back.
(baby cooing)
(whistling)
(insect buzzing)
(grunts)
(chuckles)
(people cheering)
WOMAN: Mayor Brunson is back!
(cheering and applauding)
Yay! (laughs)
Ah, there's that groove specifically formed to my butt.
I'm home.
Sorry I screwed everything up so bad.
I guess I'm not cut out to be Mayor, even for a day.
(somber music)
Molly, wait. I'm the last Brunson.
And town's gonna need a new Mayor some day.
Me? But didn't we learn that it takes more than passion to run a town?
Well, you've only got passion now.
Keep that, add some time and experience,
and someday you might make a great Mayor.
I mean, you already have the wardrobe.
MOLLY: Yes! Blazer! Doing it again!
♪ The Ghost and Molly McGee ♪
(jazz music)
Get ready to learn about the relentless grind of nine-to-five employment!
It's Internship Week!
What kind of weirdo gets excited about work?
Internship week? Yes!
Oh, right.
This internship is the first step
in my lifelong mission to enhappify the world.
First, I get an internship, then I get hired full time.
Soon I'm employee of the year, then decade,
then I win a lifetime achievement award in enhappification!
-(cheering and applauding) -Yes, yes. Thank you. Thank you.
Your understanding of internships could not be more wrong, Mol.
Internships aren't about doing good.
They're about doing someone else's work for free.
Which is actually a great idea!
BRB!
Our first internship is Pam's Cake 'n Bake!
That's a good one because Pam is super sweet.
And I'm not just saying that because I married her!
(gasps)
I could enhappify a lot of people at the bakery!
MS. ROOP: The internship goes to...
-Libby! -Yes!
Okay, that's cool, that's cool.
Still lots of great places.
Barkle-Sparkle Animal Shelter.
(gasps) Oh, puppies make people happy!
Andrea!
Wax and Wayne Candle Shop, Sheela!
Turnips Unlimited, Jeremy!
Book Marks the Spot, Kat!
Seize the Clay, Nashua!
And last but not least, Molly McGee!
-Your internship will be... -(gasps)
(dramatic music)
MOLLY: Weird Larry's Pawn Shop?
Oh! This is the place where happy memories
-go to die. -(exhales)
Smell the disappointment.
(sniffs)
Oh, wait, that's just Larry's skunks.
-(chittering) -Gah! Gah, gah!
(coughs) Intern!
Molly, meet my new intern, Reggie.
(coughing) Nice to meet you.
So, Mr. Scratch, what would you say is your most effective scaring technique?
Reg, I'm gonna stop you right there.
You are nowhere near scare ready.
You gotta learn to walk before you can run, buddy, okay?
Let's start by getting rid of this stink cloud.
On it, Mr. Scratch!
(slurps)
(gulps)
You should treat him better, you know.
He could be your boss some day.
It's a risk I'm willing to take.
(bell chimes)
Well, if it isn't my intern.
Welcome to Weird Larry's Pawn Shop
where I, oh, I mean, we... (chuckles)
...buy and sell weird and wonderful relics,
reminders, and remembrances!
(bell chimes)
(gasps) Look! A customer! Go greet 'em, Molly!
Welcome to Weird Larry's Pawn Shop!
How can I bring you joy today?
Take my old junk.
Okay. Let's see, we've got rusty pliers, a rusty fork,
not sure what this is but it's also rusty.
Uh, sorry, sir, but we're gonna have to--
Take it all! Here's your cash! Have a weird, wonderful day!
Thank you and come again!
I'm elated.
Mr. Larry, I don't want to tell you your business
but you just bought a bunch of worthless junk.
"Worthless"? Did you not see this?
Or this? Or even this?
There's treasure everywhere, Molly. If you know where to look.
Well, maybe. Oh! Look at this!
ROBOT: You're my best robot friend.
Good eye, Molly!
Don't worry, robot! Your previous owner may have discarded you
and broken your mechanical heart, but we're gonna find you a new home...
(yells)
Yes! A vintage T-140X dual tone voice box!
Just what I need to complete my top-secret project!
-You have a top-secret project? -Several!
And as my intern, you can help me finish this one.
By filing these here acquisitions!
Ha!
(sighs)
When do I get to scare, Mr. Scratch?
Right now! Scare me up a bed, Reg.
-I need a nap. -I don't understand
-how that is relevant to... -Bup-bup-bup-bup-bup-bup.
Say it with me, Reg,
-the place of an intern... -The place of an intern...
-...is not to question. -...is not to question.
-Right. -That's right.
One bed coming up!
(chuckles) I love having an intern.
That's great, but I'm learning nothing!
How can I enhappify the world if this internship is ensaddifying me?
(skunk purrs)
(Molly screams)
(coughing)
I brought cupcakes in the shape of turnips!
I learned how to make them in my internship.
How cool is that?
(awkward chuckle) Super cool. Excuse me.
-Ms. Roop? -What's that smell?
It's like blue cheese mixed with gasoline.
Ah... Listen, I'm an enhappifier,
and the pawn shop is, well, it's where joy goes to die.
So let's just reassign me and we'll call it a day.
-Okay? -No! Of course not!
But I'm sure you can find a silver lining in this dark cloud.
You're good at that.
-(bell dings) -MOLLY: Maybe you're right.
I can't enhappify the world
before I enhappify the pawn shop!
-Thank you, Ms. Roop! -Nope.
I can feel your scent digging into my nostrils and it hurts.
(upbeat music)
♪ When I'm down ♪
♪ Feeling blue ♪
♪ When I'm surrounded by a nightmarish milieu ♪
(screams)
♪ I can change the world ♪
♪ I can make it better if I try ♪
♪ All I ever wanna do is enhappify ♪
♪ Enhappify ♪
(munching)
♪ Wipe the counter, mop the floor ♪
♪ Clear the cobwebs from the case ♪
♪ Move the taxidermy possum ♪
♪ To a less prominent place ♪
♪ Who cares if there's a funky skunky ♪
♪ Odor floating by ♪
♪ I'll just breathe through my mouth and enhappify ♪
(coughing)
Oh, it smells so bad. Ugh!
♪ Once I start enhappifying ♪
♪ I don't plan on stopping ♪
♪ Say goodbye to broken watches ♪
♪ Tattered kites and all stunk droppings ♪
Oh, no.
What I asked you for was an iced-decaf, ten pump,
caramel mocha latte.
What you brought me is an iced-decaf, ten pump,
caramel mocha frappe.
Completely different drinks!
MOLLY: ♪ Enhappify! ♪
♪ Enhappify! ♪
(skunk purrs)
(whistling)
What in the weird wide world has happened here?
I did the filing just like you asked!
And maybe a little more, too.
Now you can find things better.
Where are my cans?
My kites? My broken watches?
Don't tell me you separated them from the working watches?
-(purrs) -No, no, Vera!
Don't go a-spraying! Molly's here to learn.
And I'm sure she'll start at some point.
Sorry, Molly.
I was happy with my shop the way it was.
-Put it all back. -But, but...
Please!
(groans)
I did everything you asked, Mr. Scratch.
Am I ready to scare now?
Are these...
(in scary voice) ...green olives?
I wanted black olives!
How could you not know that?
You never... You never told me...
(in normal voice) Think about what you've done.
Oh! Is it time for my Ghost Council internship review already?
"Review"? No!
Larry, I don't think I can do this anymore.
My mission is to enhappify but your shop is where happy memories go to die!
Like orange juice and toothpaste,
we are completely incompatible.
Sorry it didn't work out. Guess I'll just take the F.
Molly, you're looking at this all wrong.
This shop isn't where happy memories die.
It's where happy memories...
are reborn!
(machine whirring)
MOLLY: Whoa!
Is this your top secret project?
One of 'em. That voice box from that old robot?
-Listen to it now! -(beeps)
Roar!
You took all that old junk and made joy!
Okay, dragon slayer, you are up!
(adventure music)
(coin clatters)
(hissing)
(screams)
(thunder clapping)
Tell us, Reggie, what exactly
did Scratch teach you in this so called internship?
Mr. Scratch didn't teach me anything.
ALL: Hmm.
(thunder claps)
Wait! Please! Gimme another week!
But let me finish. Mr. Scratch didn't teach me anything.
He taught me everything!
Is that so?
-(grunts) -Oh, certainly!
I didn't see it at first, but tucking him in and fetching him food
taught me patience, perseverance,
how to keep a cool head under pressure.
And yelling at me...
(in scary voice) ...taught me how to be scary!
Oh, is that...
(sniffs) ...skunk?
(in normal voice) Been holding that for days.
Another gem from Mr. Scratch!
Yep. That was all me, all right!
Oh, well, Reggie, you've clearly learned much.
Which is why we hereby promote you
to Manager of Scares Midwest Division!
Scratch! Did you hear?
I'm your boss!
(in scary voice) Now get me a sandwich!
Aim for the belly of the beast! It's the key to everything!
(grunts)
(clattering)
Whoo!
I crown you Brighton's best dragon slayer!
And a pretty good intern, too! (laughs)
Larry, you're a genius!
You've got to share this with the world.
Think of all the people you could enhappify.
(chuckles) No Molly.
You enhappify the world.
I like doing my enhappifying one person at a time.
I'm just weird that way.
Okay, Ms. McGee. Time for your evaluation!
What have you learned from your internship?
Uh, so much!
I learned that running a pawn shop is like slaying a dragon!
Only it takes more than a sword,
it takes an open mind to slay the beast that is ignorance and...
She gave me a C-minus?
But you did learn something, huh?
I did. I learned that anything and anyone has the potential to enhappify!
-Thanks, Larry. -Intern of the year.
I've been analyzing your scare reports and they're disappointing.
I'd really like to see you pivot that into an upward trend soon.
(chuckles)
-I told you he'd be your boss... -Drop It!
♪ The Ghost and Molly McGee ♪
(closing theme music)