!One, two!
* Don't call us freaks of nature*
* We're more than sticks and stones*
* This life has more to offer than you'll find on your own*
* You haven't seen us lately, we're underestimated*
* We may look small and delicate*
* No, No, No, No, No!*
* We are the Mighty Ones!*
* Together we feel so strong*
* You better get to know us*
* We are the Mighty Ones!**
(Kensington) Oi, girls!
Guess who looks fresh to death in their new jacket!
(Samosa) So, where are the groceries?
(Kensington) I maybe used the money to buy this jacket
off a guy dressed like a duck in the parking lot?
-(Samosa) What? -(Bats) Are you kidding me?
(Kensington) It's got these zippers innit!
(Bats) What about that one?
(Kensington) Oi, he said not to touch that one, mate.
(evil chuckle)
(Kensington) But, wait, really, don't!
Oh! My jacket!
Look what you did to me!
(arguing)
(Rocksy) Alright everyone, let's see those self-portraits!
I'll start.
Here's little Rocksy, made from a little rock, see?
(chuckle)
Let's see yours, Twig.
Oh, good! Leaf?
Wow, good-good-good. Good!
Berry?
Goo...uh. Goo.
That's just sticky goo.
(Berry) Aw, thanks!
(sigh)
(Rocksy) Woop! I'll go get the bucket.
Gah, what the heck?
Can't get these dang things off!
(clanking)
Oh, that's an interesting sound.
Hey, everyone!
You hear the tapping of the toes on this metal stage?
Doesn't it just sound heavenly?
(clanking)
(all) eugh!
(Berry) Rocksy, how could you
sound so incredible?
(Rocksy) I'm gonna call it clickety clacks.
(Berry) Ooh! That beat is INFECTIOUS!
(Rocksy) Geez, Berry, you're getting me hyped!
Like, way hyped.
(Dad Bug) Ugh! What is that infernal sound?
It must be stopped!
And, son... get papa's garbage.
(Berry) Isn't she great?
(Dad Bug) Take this!
(Rocksy) Oh!
(Dad Bug) And there's more where that came from!
(Rocksy) There's more...
more gifts?
(Berry) Rocksy, you have fans!
(Rocksy) Well this one goes out to all my rock stars!
(Four-eyes) How long can this go on for?
(Berry) All night long, baby!
The only thing Rocksy needs now is
a backup dancer!
(giggle)
(Rocksy) Whoa whoa whoa whoa, what are those?
(Berry) Oh! My hand clackers!
I thought they'd add some spicy-spice!
(Rocksy) No, no, we don't need more spicy-spice.
It's already spicy enough with these two clackers.
(Berry) Oh, okay.
You know best, after all!
(chuckle)
(Twig) Sounds very
loud, you two!
We gotta get outta here. (Leaf) Right behind you!
(Dad Bug) Can you two take this somewhere else?
(gasp)
(Rocksy) Take this somewhere else?
Aww, that means...
(Berry) We're going on tour!
(Rocksy) Wait, we?
(Berry) Yeah, you and me,
clickety clacking all over town, baby!
(Rocksy) I mean, yeah, you can come along.
As the warm up act!
I'll be the headliner of course,
I invented clickety clacks after all.
(Berry) Oh, yeah! As long as we're together!
We can play at the Bowl!
(Rocksy) Wait, what's that?
(Berry) Just the cutest lil place.
(gasp)
(Rocksy) Perfect! Looks great Berry!
Hehe.
(Berry) Mind if I join?
(groning)
(Rocksy) You know Berry, I was thinking
that the headliner should go first tonight.
(Berry) Are you sure?
Shouldn't the warm-up act go before the star?
(Rocksy) Yeah, but, you need someone to keep the stage warm
after the main act.
It's just a new thing I thought of.
(Berry) Oh!
Like warm them up so that they can go home
all cozy and junk.
Rocksy you are so smart.
(Rocksy) I know after all...
I am the star.
(crowd booing)
(Dad Bug) All right everyone,
fire!
(Rocksy) More gifts!
Well here's a gift for all of you!
(Dad Bug) She's mocking us with her horrid movements
and cacophonous sounds!
(Rocksy) Skaddedity doo, bayaya ya!
(Berry) How does she do it?
What's she got now?
A little drum set?!
What can't she do?!
(scatting)
(Dad Bug) Release the big tomato!
(crowd cheering)
(Berry) Okay.
Warm them up so they can go home all cozy.
Okay!
It's time for a little spicing up!
(scatting)
(Dad Bug) What is this new evil?
(Rocksy) Wow, a whole tomato.
What! Berry?
Again with the four clackers!
This isn't the clickety clacks I invented!
(dog bark)
(Four-eyes) We're all out of stuff to throw!
(Dad Bug) Retreat!
(Rocksy) Wait. Don't go. Rocksy's back!
Berry, come over here, now!
(dog panting)
(Berry) How'd I do?
(Rocksy) How'd you do? Everyone's gone!
Berry, I think we have a very different understanding
of what clickety clacks is.
(Berry) Uh. Waddya mean?
(Rocksy) Ugh.
I'm out here trying to do clickety clack
and you're doing some kinda boom boom tippidety tap.
The people want MY thing. They want Rocksy!
(Berry) But, but, I thought we could,
you know, spicy, spicy!
(Rocksy) The people have spicy, spicy, Berry.
They have me.
They're coming to see these two tappers on my gorgeous feet.
Not this hand clackity business!
You can't break the rules until you master them!
And you're not even close to my level of genius!
So, I'm cutting you loose.
(Berry) Well, if that's what you want, Rocksy,
I guess I'll be tapping these toes somewhere else.
(toilet flush)
Maybe Rocksy is right...
(sigh)
(clanking)
Guess I can't escape the clacking.
(crying and sad scatting)
(clears throat)
(Old Bug) A-hem.
(Berry) What?
As long as there's an audience, I must perform.
The performance to end all performances.
The Last Dance!
(scatting)
(heavy breathing)
Well, did you like it?
Oh. You hated it, didn't you? I knew it.
You always hated my dancing!
It was too, too spicy, spicy, wasn't it?
Just say it!
(snore)
(Old Bug) Oh-Oh!
(Bug Daughter) There you are, dad!
(Old Bug) I had a dream that I was being assaulted
by a tin can full of other tin cans.
(Bug Daughter) Oh, boy, your blood sugar is low.
(Rocksy) A tappa, a tappa, everyone loves ya, girl!
Huh.
Time to double time it!
(crowd screaming)
(Berry) Where did we go wrong?
Rocksy had it all figured out.
The clicking, the clacking.
I should have never questioned it.
I have to go to her!
(Twig) What did she say?
(Leaf) What? I can't hear you!
(Twig) What? I can't hear you!
(both) We can't hear her!
(Twig) That means we've found the cure!
(Leaf) What?
(Twig) Hey everyone, it's okay now!
We found the cure!
(crowd cheering)
(Rocksy) A clickety, clickety, clickety, clack!
Aw, where is everyone? Where did I go wrong?
People are tired of clickety clacks.
Maybe it's time for something new?
Maybe spicy, spicy was the right idea.
(clapping)
Oh! My audience! They came back!
(Berry) Bravo, Rocksy. Bravo.
-(Rocksy) Berry! -(Berry) Rocksy!
Aw.
(Rocksy) I took it too seriously.
The being on all fours was fresh, ahead of its time!
(Berry) I couldn't have thought up all that junk
without you laying down that old blueprint!
(Rocksy) What do you say
we do the last clickety clacks together.
(Berry) Let's do it, baby!
(music)
(scatting)
(laughing)
(dog barking)
(more scatting)
(both) This is the best it's ever sounded!
(Dad Bug) Finally.
Sweet relief from all the clacking.
Huh?
Oh. It's back!
-(Leaf) Huh? -(Twig) Wha?
-(Leaf) No. -(Twig) Oh, not again.
(Four-eyes) Ahh!
(both) It's too much!
(Rocksy) You know what? Dancing with you is all I need.
Who cares about fans?
(Berry) I wouldn't even notice if all our fans disappeared!
(Leaf) Ooo-hoo-hoo Leaf,
the only thing that looks better than your shades collection
is you wearing your shades collection.
Wait, what the?
(Leaf's reflection) Don't act surprised, bro.
(Berry) Hiyah! Hiyah! Chah!
You gotta react quicker than that,
cause you need to know when the next attack...
Chah! I saw you flinch.
Next time... Yah!
No, you know I love you, girl.
(smooch)
Chah!
That was another test! Never be seduced.
(Twig) Time to tidy up while boogie-in down!
(humming)
Woo!
(panting)
Ah, broom skirt. I'm so glad you're my thing.
Even if you are just a little sparse in the back.
(Rocksy) Hey, everyone!
Oooooo, what's that thing? Is it armor?
Can I try? (Twig) Rocksy wait, that's my...
(Rocksy) Twig, I think the armor's broken.
Go down... all the way.
(Twig) Broom skirt! Oh no!
My baby.
(crying) No, don't... Don't worry,
don't worry, my sweet.
We can fix you, make you stronger
and faster and better!
(Leaf's reflection) Cool shades!
(Leaf) Cool shades.
(Leaf's reflection) Cool shades.
(Leaf) Cool shades.
(Leaf's reflection) Cool shades.
(Leaf) Cool shades.
(Rocksy) Cool shades, Leaf! Can I see? He, he.
Oops!
(Leaf) Ah!
(Rocksy humming)
(Rocksy) Well, guess there's no point in living now.
(Berry) Hiiya!
(Rocksy) Oooooh! Yoink!
What's this thing, Berry?
Is it another pair of glasses like Leaf had?
(Berry) Guh, Rocksy!
Maybe you should go, like,
find your own special thing to play with, huh?
(Twig) Yeah, I mean, just look at what you did to Leaf!
(death rattle)
(Rocksy) What!
Oh, c'mon, guys! We share everything!
(Berry) Yeah, but sometimes you need
your own special thing
that only you mesh with. You feel me?
(Twig) Like me and my broom skirt!
Murderer.
(Rocksy) Alright, alright, fine!
I'll find my own thing.
And it will be the most special thing
in the yard for me ever!
(Twig) Okay, brother, time to wake up now.
(Rocksy) Okay, Rocksy, no rest until you find
your very own, just for you, thing.
Even if it takes you a million years and...
(tripping)
Hey! Who tripped me? Come on!
(gasp)
Look at the densely-woven filaments!
Oh, and that tautly-capped aglet!
Whistle sound!
Oh, I could get some mileage outta that thing.
Thing? Thing!
This is my new thing!
I can see it now...
Woohoo!
(crowd cheers)
(voice) 3, 2, 1.
Liftoff! We have a liftoff!
(chuckle)
(sigh)
(Rocksy) It was good. It was really good.
(cough)
See you on the other side, old friend...
Wohoo! Yeah!
Ah, now what a life that would be.
Okay, let's get this party started!
Huh?
Wait, come back!
You gotta be my thing, remember?
What the heck are you stuck on?
(Rabbit) Come on, you cretinous critters!
I need y'all to pull at the same time!
Now let's try this again!
(straining)
I am thoroughly disappointed
by your utter lack of coordination.
(Rocksy) I need help.
Mighty Ones, assemble!
(Berry) Who summons the Mighty Ones?
(Rocksy) Okay, so I found my own special thing
I meshed with but it's super stuck on something!
I can't pull it out!
You guys gotta help me!
(Berry) Hmm. What say you, Leaf?
(weak sound)
What even is this thing, anyway?
(Twig) Wait a second.
I could've sworn I've seen something like this before.
Yeah!
It was tangled atop a big, mysterious monument.
(Rocksy) Well, all right!
Don't worry new thing, mama's got a plan
to break you free so we can be together.
Twig!
You find that monument and untangle the thing
-at the other end. -(Twig) Aye aye, captain!
(Rocksy) Berry! You help me keep pulling!
(Berry) Yeah, let's show this thing who's boss!
Huah!
(Rocksy) And Leaf, you'll...
Wait, where's Leaf?
(funeral music)
Leaf, I know I destroyed your thing
and you're doing this whole dead bit, but oh,
maybe, just maybe, you'll find a new thing
along the way for helping me find my thing.
What do you say?
(Leaf) Aight.
(pulling efforts)
(Twig) Wow, that looks really tough.
Well, I'm off! Back before ya know it!
Huh.
I could have sworn that tangled monument
was around here somewhere...
(gasp)
Oh! Thar she blows.
Okay, alright.
Woah, this thing is way more tangled than I thought.
Well, nothing a little organizing can't handle.
(muffled screaming)
(Rocksy) And then in my fantasy,
we were flying, and then we went dancing,
and we grew old together.
So, in conclusion, that's why you should
help me pull this thing free.
Mm-hmm, what do you say?
(screaming)
(Jonsey) No, thanks. I think we're good.
(Four-eyes) Yah, we're gonna pass.
(Rocksy) Ha, yeah, that makes sense.
I heard you couldn't do it anyways.
(Jonsey) Who told you that?
I bet it was Twig, right?
(spit)
(Rocksy) Huh? Uhhh, yah, sure.
It was Twig.
(Jonsey) I knew it, I knew it! Come on, lads.
We's not gonna let Twig boss us around!
(spit, spit)
(Four-eyes) Hand us that thing.
We'll show that rotten log who's boss!
(Rocksy) Alright, everyone! We're pulling on three!
(Rabbit) Okay, on three.
One...
(Rocksy) Two...
(both) Three!
(pulling effort)
(Rocksy) We're not strong enough.
We need more hands!
(Berry) Oh! I'll find Twig!
(Rocksy) No, Berry, you letting go
is even less hands, aww!
(Jonsey) Nah, let 'er get him!
Me and the lads have a nice surprise
when he gets back.
(evil chuckle)
(Berry) Twig!
Twig! Get your butt over here, Twig!
Ugh. Walking is so boring.
Oh! Cartwheels!
(gasp)
It's the other end of Rocksy's thing!
But where's Twig?
(Twig struggling)
(Berry) Aw, he's probably sneaking a nap,
that old rascal.
(giggle)
(Rocksy) Alright, pullers, ready?
One, two, three!
Pull! Pull! Come on!
Do you really want Twig to think you're weak?!
(Four-eyes) No way! We'll never lose!
(Leaf) Uh, it's so bright.
I wish I still had my...
Shades...
Yo Rocksy, I'm going to go get my new thing.
Like we talked about, okay? See ya!
(Rocksy) Aw, but, Leaf, we're so close to freeing my thing!
(Leaf) I'm too far away to hear you.
Bye, love you too!
Hey dude, wait up!
(impact)
Dude...
Oh, wait, my shades!
(Butterfly) I am sorry, young leaf.
But unfortunately, I cannot be your new thing.
(Leaf) Aw...
(Butterfly) However, my son can help you out.
(Leaf) Oh! Sweet!
Thanks butterfly dude.
(Butterfly) Farewell!
Oh, and watch out for that thing by your feet.
You'll trip.
(Leaf) Huh? What thing?
(tripping)
Oh, hey, Rocksy's thing. Right on.
(Butterfly son) Leaf, I love you.
(shushing)
(Leaf) Shades don't talk, my man.
Wait. Berry?
(Berry) Leaf, what are you doing?
I've been busting my rump trying to lug this other end
of the thing back to Rocksy!
(Leaf) What do you mean?
This is the end of Rocksy's thing.
I don't know what you got.
(Berry) No, I have the other side of the thing.
(Leaf) Wait a minute, you calling me a liar?
(Berry) What if I am?
(Butterfly son) Hey guys...
-(Berry) Oh, cool, that makes sense. -(Leaf) Oh, okay, right on.
(Rocksy) Pull! Pull, I say!
(Four-eyes) Hey everyone!
I think I spotted the stick over here, come on!
(crowd screaming) (Jonsey) Oi, Let's get him!
Oh, he's gonna regret what he said!
(Rocksy) No, wait, guys!
We're not done yet, we almost had this thing!
Why does this always happen to me
when I incite a mob?
Oh no, my thing!
Take me with you!
(crying)
I guess it's just you and me, thing.
I'll never leave you like how my friends left me.
I won't subject you to that kind of pain!
The pain of having friends who are unreliable
and just rotten and really just...
(Leaf) Dude, we're right here.
(Rocksy) Leaf! Berry! You guys came back!
Wait...
(Leaf) Uh, yeah...
there's two things.
(Rocksy) Woah!
Well, forget this one,
let's just bring that one back to camp!
(bugs) Aww!
(angry squirrel)
(cat mewoing)
(Rabbit) Whoa!
Well, Captain Meowtiferous, I hope that after all that
you'll never eat another shoelace again.
(sad meow)
(heavy breathing)
(Twig) I did it, I did it!
I got your thing for you, Rocksy!
Uh, Rocksy?
(spit)
(Jonsey) Well, well, look who crawls back to us?
Grab him, lads!
(crowd chattering) (Twig) What did I do?! No! Stop!
Ah! Ah! Ah!
(jumping and laughing)
(muffled screaming)
(Jonsey) Oh, what's the matter, Twig?
You too weak?
(spit)
(laughter)
(meow)
(Jonsey) Captain Meowtiferous, no!
(music)