* 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! *
[ train sounds ]
- Here you go.
[ Ladybug speaking ]
- Matilda, you’re radiant!
[ Matilda happy ]
[ Berry moans ]
- I’m so hungry.
Does this thing have any food on it? Cause if not...
I’m gonna have to get creative.
- Oh, no need to resort to such desperate measures!
I’ve heard dinner shall be served any minute now.
And it’s chicken paaaaa...
[ cough ]
It’s chicken paaa...
[ cough ]
Paa...
[ cough ]
paa...
Parmesan.
- Ah! It is so refreshing to get
away from the stress of the big city.
A world famous detective like me needs a little rest
and relaxation from time to time.
- What? Your accent is, like, impossible to understand.
- Oh, yeah. That looks good.
Nice and green, baby.
- Oh, someone looks hungry!
How does a nice chicken parmesan sound to you?
- Dave, buddy, you have no idea how many lives you just saved.
Hand it over.
- Oh, uh, sorry. Yah, I don’t have any.
I was just trying to start a conversation, you know?
Pass the time.
- What?
- Not to worry. There’s food at the next stop.
[ sigh ]
- Phew.
- Yep, just ten more hours until we get there,
and then we’ll all get a nice little bag of pretzels!
To share. Amongst all of us. Unless they’re out of pretzels...
Then I’m not sure what we’re gonna eat.
[ tummy grumble ]
[ frustrated scream ] [ train horn ]
- Quite the commotion over there.
It is not my problem for once.
[ Leaf screaming ]
ROCKSY: Nice try.
But a blood-curdling scream is not going to ruin my vacation.
Right, Leaf?
- Oh, snap.
- Ah, Leaf, your face! You’ve been eaten!
Attention. Attention everyone!
We are in the presence of...
a biter!
[ train passengers gasping ]
[ Berry burps ]
- Think, Rocksy, think...
You just need a suspect.
[ Twig clears throat ]
- Now Rocksy, innit kind of obvious that it was Berry?
[ gasping ]
- Moi?
- Hmm. Explain.
- Well, shucks, I’m no detective,
but Berry did say she’d eat one of us
seconds before we went through that tunnel.
[ gasping ]
- Shut your cursed mouth!
- Oh!
[ sigh ]
Excuse me. I have to go put those back on.
- Rocksy, you cannot believe him.
I’ve done a lot of jacked up stuff, but not this.
- Twig makes a compelling case, but if he were a real detective,
he would know the criminal is never the most likely suspect.
I will now identify the real biter
using a very sophisticated secret detective technique.
Derek Von Nibbler!
[ gasping ]
[ Dave coughing ]
- Sorry. It’s just a lot of gasping for one day.
- Well gasp not at me, for surely you see,
that Leaf was bitten by teeth.
Those common dentures for biting adventures?
Snails do not have, you see...
- Don’t snails have like, thousands of microscopic tee--
- Leaf, please! You’re missing like half your brain.
- Oh, yeah. Right.
- Anyway, I think my wife did it.
[ gasp ]
- Give it up, Matilda, It’s no use.
You act innocent, but I see your ruse.
Before we entered the tunnel, your mouth was quite clean.
for a moment to survey the scene... I avert my eyes
[ Leaf screaming ]
And when I turned back, what did I see?
It was you my dear wife, with a mouth full of green!
ROKSY: Egads!
Explain yourself, madame!
[ Matilda speaking ]
- Does anybody have ranch dressing or something?
It’s for a salad.
[ Matilda speaking ]
[ Leaf screaming ]
- So you got the motion sickness?
[ Matilda agrees ]
- Very well. But I shall need a new suspect.
[ Matilda speaking ]
- Well, ain't this an unfortunate turn of events.
[ Matilda speaking ]
- Crying at the scene of the crime is pretty suspicious...
- Well, you’d cry too if you’d been through what I have.
There I was, an innocent train chef
with nothing to cook, trying to make train friends.
Oh, is that a cookbook you got there?
Looking up some leafy recipes?
Reading that on an empty stomach
will sure work up an appetite, eh? Ah?
I was soon left alone, as what normally happens...
[ Leaf screaming ]
[ Matilda vomits ]
[ Dave crying ]
- It was so... spicy...
- I’m telling you, it was Berry.
- Wait. Where is Berry?
- Leaving the scene of the crime is very suspicious.
We must split up to find her.
- But what if she picks us off one by one?
- Huh... You raise an excellent point...
Okay, just you go.
- Wait, what?
- Remember, bring her back alive.
Or dead. Doesn’t really matter which.
- Hello?
[ munching sounds ]
Oh, hi Leaf.
[ gasps ]
So it was you!
Well, wait until I tell everyone.
Huh? Wait, what are you doing?
No! Stop! No!
[ screaming ]
Wait. Why am I screaming?
The train’s already gone.
I have all the time in the world to figure out how to escape.
Not like it’s coming back anytime soon.
- What is taking him so long?
Ah, there you are Berry, I have some questions for you.
Uh, what are you doing?
- What?
I asked Ben to draw me so I could always remember
how beautiful I am.
- Oh... Well, why are you dressed like that?
- I dunno. I’ve been switching it up all night.
[ gasping ]
Does anybody have ranch dressing or something?
It’s for a salad.
[ gasps ]
- Work up an appetite, eh?
[ Rocksy shocked ]
- Oh, there’s no flashback for this one, I’m just Berry.
[ heavy breathing ]
- What!
- Wait ‘til you see what’s under this one.
Oops. That was my real skin.
[ Berry gasps ]
- Berry!
Running from the scene of the crime looks really bad!
BERRY: I’m not running, Rocks!
[ horse neigh ] I’ve got a ride.
[ gasp ]
- Horse!
[ train horn ]
- Ah! Help! Please! Help!
Someone save this poor damsel.
Yes. Go, little caterpillar!
Go get some he...
BERRY: Twig!
[ horse neigh ]
[ moans ]
- Oh, Berry! My gosh, I am so happy to see you.
I thought for sure I was a goner...
- Aw, man. I can’t get these undone in time.
[ train horn ]
If only we had something big enough to stop the train!
Oh.
[ Berry moans ]
- Oh, sorry. Let me get out of your way.
Thanks for doing this.
Mmph.
*
- Um, we had a good run, you and me.
You know I’d switch places with you if I could.
Huh?
[ long scream ]
- Huh. Kind of anticlimactic.
But on the bright side, you’re still...
[ coughing in pain ]
- Twig! Berry! What is this? What is going on?
- I’ll tell you what’s going on.
The biter... is Leaf!
[ gasp ]
- How dare you?!
No, wait, yes. That, yes.
- Twig, how did you know?
- There I was...
Bravely walking through the sleeping car,
when I heard a strange noise.
Oh, hey, Leaf. Sup?
[ gasp ]
A monster consuming its prey, I thought.
Only, it was Leaf!
- Bro, are you for real right now? Ever heard of privacy?
Yeah, that’s pretty much the gist of it.
- Then why tie me up and throw me on the train tracks?
- Uh, because you’re a rude weirdo
who doesn’t know how to knock.
Someone had to do something!
- But why would you eat your own face?
- Because I was hungry.
And Twig said dinner was chicken parm.
I’m vegan. Hello.
- I guess that is technically vegan...
- And why were you screaming?
- Cuz eating yourself hurts.
- Oh! - That makes sense.
- Welp. That solves that.
Y’all wanna go huck something?
- Cha! - Yeah!
- Sounds great.
- Hey, sorry I let them accuse you, Berry.
- I mean, I was definitely gonna eat you
if you hadn’t beaten me to it, so.
LEAF: Aw.
- Uh, guys?
Well, at least the train is off the tracks.
- Aw, who knocked the trolly off the tracks?
There you go. Faster than ever.
- Wait a second, did we forget something?
[ Twig screaming ]
- What are you doing, Rocksy?
- Eh, just setting a trap for a new pet.
- Hmm. You know pets are a big responsibility.
Whatever you catch is something you’ll have to feed
and take care of for its whole life.
[ Rocky groan ]
- I know, Twig. Now shush.
- Gotta move fast, lots to do. No time to waste.
Oof!
Breht, mind giving me a hand in here?
- Oh, sorry, Linds. Pretty busy now.
- Your mom doesn’t care about your skating routine.
I’d appreciate it if you took those off and did a little
vacuuming while I go put the baby down.
- Sorry, no can do.
I glued my feet into these inline skates
so I’d be forced to practice.
Woah!
Can I get a little assistance?
[ Lindsay groans ]
- The inline-skate-welcome-dance
is just part one of my surprise for mom tonight.
After I nail this choreography,
I’m going to install the LED light display on the roof.
- LED?
Uh, what about dinner?
- Oh, gah! Ha! Thanks for reminding me!
Uh, I thought you could make something
really fancy and complicated, like, uh, turducken.
- But, we’re vegan?
- Vegan turducken! Great idea, babe!
- Baby!
Breht, your mom isn’t gonna like all that.
She doesn’t like anything.
Nice to meet you! We brought you some flowers.
[ sneeze ]
I’m out of here.
- Enchiladas!
- Eugh!
I’m out of here.
Sit up straight.
Turn down the radio. You’re blocking my view.
You know what? I’m out of here.
- Mommy! - Ahh!
- Good thing we were not moving.
- She likes plenty of things! Just not you.
So that’s why I always have to take charge.
- Oh, great, yes, perfect, take charge of this.
- Woah, woah, woah, no can do, babe.
I’ve got a high intensity LED sign to put up.
And those suckers get hot!
Oh, which reminds me. Momn-e?
MOMN-E: Yes, Strong Breht?
- Can you help me order a digitally enhanced thermometer?
MOMN-E: Your package is on the way.
[ door bell ]
[ Otter noises ]
- Hey Momn-e... what is this?
MOMN-E: A digitally enhanced helper-otter, just like
you ordered.
- Oh cool! It’s got a calculator!
- All set. Okay, girls, let’s take it from the top!
* We’re gonna sing a song! *
* We’re gonna rock so hard! *
[ couching ]
- Are you okay?
- I lost my voice. Oh no!
- Our big show is tonight. What are we gonna do?
- Maybe if we just rock louder and faster,
like, no one will notice.
- We can give it a shot. - Yeah, that makes sense.
- Hush little baby, don’t be sad.
Try to ignore your incompetent dad.
- There you go, nighty night, sweet angel.
[ loud music ] [ baby crying ]
Gah! Those neighbors!
Breht!
Can you please go tell them to quiet down?
this sounds like a job for
helper-otter! [ Otter squall ]
- Huh! Hey, where are you going?
Watch out for the bitcoin farm!
[ glass breaking ] No! Aw, man!
- Fine, I guess I’ll just do it myself.
Excuse me? Could you keep it down, please?
Our baby's trying to sleep.
[ playing loud music ]
Keep, it, down!
- Whoa. That was nice.
- She’s got a lot of deep-seated issues.
- Yeah, gives her a rich intonation.
- Huh? What are you talking about?
- You have a lovely natural screaming voice.
Are you busy tonight?
- You wanna sing in our band?
- Really? Me? Tonight?
I-I’m sorry, but my husband and I are getting ready for his mom.
[ Breth electrocuted ]
- Ow!
- Breht, what are you doing!?
- Ta da! Do you think she’ll like it?
- It’s on fire!
BREHT: Yeah, pretty sick, right?
- Put it out!
- It’s just a little electrical fire, babe.
These things put themselves out.
[ screaming ]
- See? Plus I hit my head pretty hard.
I-i think I should go sleep it off, can you deal with all this?
- Uh... Girls?
SAMOSA: Yeah, babes? - I’m in.
- Hey, babe? W-where are you going?
- Watch the baby while I’m gone.
- What, baby?
[ Otter noises ]
Oh, the otter’s got him.
- Okay, here’s your mic. Ready to give it a go?
- Um, ok.
[ Lindsay singing ]
- This was a bad idea.
- I’m sorry, girls. Maybe this isn’t going to work out.
BREHT: Lindsay, can you bring me a blanket?
But a cold one because the house is really warm for some reason.
[ Otter noises ]
The otter wants a cold blanket too.
MUSIC CUE: “Rage Walla”
- Let’s go!
* No way, no way! *
* Why is my life this way? *
* I hate this so much! *
* My life is the worst! *
* No way, no way! *
* Why is my life this way? *
* I hate this so much! *
* My life is the worst! *
* Ahhhh! **
- Girl, you are killing it. You gotta thrash with us tonight.
[ gasp ]
- Well, Breht is watching the baby.
[ all ] Alright!
BATS: Let’s go make smoothies!
- Okay, but I can’t get too full, I have dinner later.
* Punk rock *
* Punk rock lifestyle *
* Punk rock *
* It’s a Punk rock lifestyle! *
* Punk rock *
* Punk rock lifestyle *
* Punk rock *
* You’re a Punk rocker now! *
* Punk rock *
* A Punk rocker rock *
* Punk rocker *
* A Punk rocker rock, yeah! **
- Okay, making vegan turducken can’t be that hard.
Ah! Step one, mysterious wet blob.
Huh...
What is step two?
[ Otter noises ]
- Oh my gosh you’re a genius.
[ crash ]
- Woah, I don’t think this counts as vegan anymore.
[ Otter noises ]
Babe, look!
I accidentally unlocked the secret of life.
[ Otter noises ]
Oh, yah, and the otter helped.
Do you think mom will be proud?
Woah, that’s a lot of toilet paper.
Did you leave some for me and the otter?
Where are you going now?
- Bats got into the trash again.
I got to get these to the girls before it all happens.
- Okay, but are you gonna be back in time for dinner?
- Just watch the baby.
- What kind of dad does she think I am?
[ baby laughing ]
Gotta hurry, gotta hurry, gotta hurry!
[ door bell ] [ gasp ]
She’s here!
Mommy!
[ balloon pops ]
- Jordy!
- Jordy, thank goodness you’re here.
I could use your help, mom will be here soon.
My vegan turducken seems to have gained consciousness,
but I think the helper otter wants to take credit.
- Where’s Lindsay?
- Oh, she’s over at the neighbor’s house
- doing something, I dunno-- - Okay, thanks.
- But, Jordy... - Jordy!
[ disappointed sound ]
- Rocksy, I don’t... - Shh!
* I’m not gonna cook that food! *
* I’m not gonna mow that lawn! *
* You need to take off those skates! *
* You need to take care of your mom! *
- Yah! Let’s crank up those vocals!
- Haha, yeah!
Oof.
- Hi Jordy!
[ car honk ]
[ sigh ]
My mother-in-law is here for dinner.
- Does that mean you have to leave?
- Aw man, everything was clicking.
- This is the biggest audience we’ve ever had.
JORDY: Jordy! Oh...
- You do what you gotta do... I guess.
- Oh great, a butterfly.
No, thank you. That's the third one today.
- Eh. I think I can skip it.
[ all ] Yeah!
[ Lindsey ] One-Two-Three-Four!
* I’m not gonna clean that up! *
* I’m not gonna... **
BREHT: Hold still, you need to look nice for mom!
I hope she likes this.
Mommy! Welcome home!
[ Otter screaming ]
- You maced my otter!
- What happened in here?
- I decorated!
- Did Lindsay at least make dinner?
- I made something even better...
Life!
- Okay, whatever, where’s that baby?
- What baby?
- Oh. Where’s Lindsay?
- Oh, she’s on the roof next door with a bunch
of trashy squatters.
- What’s she doing over there?
- I’m not sure but they’re burning through all
our toilet paper. She didn’t help me at all today.
LINDSAY: Okay, this is the debut of our newest song!
It’s called “You Don’t Appreciate Me!”
BREHT'S MOM: What’s that noise?
* I’m not gonna clean that up! *
* I’m not gonna make the bed! *
* You need to figure it out! *
- Heh heh, You don’t need to see this, Mommy.
- Quiet.
- Hey Linds, can you take a break, please?
Mommy came all this way.
- I live two blocks from here.
You know, I’ve never seen this side of her before, it’s nice.
- Nice?
Uh, I thought you didn’t like her?
- Not like her?
She’s the best thing that happened to you.
Breht, I know you try,
but you don’t know what kind of flowers I like,
you order food that makes me gassy,
and you drive like a maniac!
I have to keep all my senses alert so I can duck and roll
before you get into another accident.
* Make it yourself! *
- Now I’m gonna go over here now, don’t follow me.
- But wait, mommy!
You haven’t even seen my inline skate routine.
BREHT'S MOM: Shut up, Breht.
* Make it yourself, Breht! *
- Mommy!
Nobody cares about Breht.
[ Otter noises ]
- Aw, except you.
LINDSAY: Yeah!
- You did great, Linds! Thanks for rocking out with us.
- Oh sure, that was the most fun I’ve had in like, forever.
- So, uh, be heading home soon?
- You know, since Breht’s watching the baby,
I thought I might stay a while.
[ chuckle ]
I can’t blame ya.
[ all laughing ]
- Yeah, the baby’s in good hands.
[ weird heavy breathing ]
- What do you think it eats?
* Punk rock *
* Punk rock lifestyle *
* Punk rock *
* It’s a Punk rock lifestyle! *
* Punk rock *
* Punk rock lifestyle *
* Punk rocker *
* A Punk rocker rock, yeah! *