(everybody grunting)
(Leaf sneezing)
(everybody screaming)
*
* One, two! *
* Don't call us Freaks of nature *
* We're more than sticks And stones *
* This life has more to offer Than you 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! **
(kissing)
(Berry) Rocksy!
(Rocksy) Nothing!
(Berry) I think I have a splinter in my head.
Can you get it out?
(Twig) Hey, Rocksy.
(Rocksy) Oh, Twig.
How did you get your finger stuck in Berry's head?
(Twig) Oh, sure. It's my fault.
You know what? I expect this from Leaf,
but you, Rocksy? You?
(humming)
(Leaf) Well, how did you get your fingers stuck in Berry's head?
(Twig) Here we go again.
(Berry) Stop moving so much, Twig!
You're jumbling my brains all around.
(Rocksy) Alright, alright!
Here, just let me...
Ah!
Oops!
Uh, maybe we need to see a professional.
(Leaf) Aw, man. A doctor?
No way, that always takes forever!
We can solve this on our own.
Okay. I'm gonna grab a piece, and then stick it to your ha...
Stick it to your ha...
Oh, no.
(Rocksy) Uh, I think that piece is too small. Here.
(struggling effort)
(Berry) Oh, Twig!
(Leaf) No, Rocksy. Don't!
(moaning)
(Berry) Twig, did the sticky worm pull your finger out of my head?
(Twig) No.
It actually made it much, much worse.
(Rocksy) We're going to Dr. Clod.
(grunting)
(coughing and crying)
(Berry) Thanks for taking me to the doctor, guys.
(Rocksy) Yeah, no problem, Berry.
(Leaf) Ugh!
How long is this gonna take!
You know I hate waiting in lines!
(Dad) Sir, excuse me. Please, my child! He's so sick.
Would you be willing to let me step in front of you in line?
(coughing)
(bug) Oh, my. (Old lady) Oh, that poor dear.
(Twig) Gee, he sounds really bad.
(Leaf) Nope! No way!
If I have to wait, you have to wait!
Back of the line, pal!
(sneeze)
Ah! Come on!
(Twig) Oh! My hand's cramping!
Sorry, Berry. I gotta stretch it out.
(Berry) Ow!
(Twig) Oh, actually, I just found a warm spot.
(Berry) Twig!
(Twig) The splinter hurts me too, you know.
(Carder) You're going to the hospital for a splinter?
(Derek) Yeah, you could just spit on it and pull it out.
(Berry) Don't you dare.
(Bug) Spit?
(laughing)
That's crazy talk! Crazy talk!
Everybody knows the best way to get a splinter out
is the wolf that eats splinters.
Who appears after midnight-o'-three every night,
and sings a sweet lullaby to extract the splinter.
At which point the wolf consumes the splinter
and its intestinal tracts turn it into moonrocks
that the Gorgons use to power the stoves
that are used to create more splinter wolves.
(Leaf) Oh, yes. It's true.
(Twig) This guy's talking a lot of sense.
(Old bug lady) Splinter wolves? Nonsense!
Just use these pinchy things!
(Bug) She's got double-knives!
Look out!
(scream)
(Berry and Twig scream)
(Dave) Say, what's all the commotion back there?
Oh, not double knives again!
(Dr. Clod) Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
What's all this hulla-la-ba-balloo?
Hm.
(Berry) Give it to me straight, doc. How bad is it?
(smelling)
(Dr. Clod) This needs my immediate medical attention!
Nurses! Prep the patients for surgery!
-(Berry) Hooray! -(Twig) Hooray!
(Dr. Clod) I'll have them fixed up in a jiffy!
(moaning)
(Nurse) Actually, this is going to take a very long time.
(Leaf groaning)
(Dr. Clod) Berry? Twig?
Good morning, sleepy heads.
The operation was a success!
(Berry) Ah.
(Twig) Hi, Berry.
(Berry) Ah!
Woah.
I don't mean to play armchair doctor here,
but I was kinda hoping you would remove the splinter
instead of making it deeper.
(Twig) To his credit, my hand does feel a lot better!
Also, it's all warm and slimy in here.
(brain swirling around)
(Berry) Twig!
(Twig) Alright, alright. Fun's over.
(Dr. Clod) Okie dokie.
See you on the other side!
Berry?
Berry, wake up.
Great news! I got the splinter out!
Ah, well, ah, not all the way. But... but almost.
But, in doing so I seem to have hit another snag.
(Berry) Ah! Ah! Ah!
This is worse! This is so much worse!
(Dr. Clod) I see your point.
Let us try something more experimental!
(clock ticking)
(Leaf groaning)
(Leaf) Bro, do you mind?!
Ugh! This is taking forever.
I'm so sick of waiting.
This is all Twig's fault.
How do you get your hand stuck in someone's head anyway?
(Rocksy) Right? I'm Twig!
My fingers are little wooden needles, and I...
(Leaf) Ah! I need to see the doctor!
It's an emergency!
(Dad) I don't think so. Back of the line, pal!
(Leaf) No, no, please!
I can't do the line again! I can't!
(sneeze)
(Rocksy) Come on, Leaf.
(Leaf) What is wrong with you people?
(Dr. Clod) Fellow doctors.
Witness us as we attempt to push the boundaries
of experimental medicine into the future.
(wind howls)
Nurses! Assemble!
(Nurse) Next!
(Leaf) Aw, finally, I just need...
(Dr. Clod) Assemble!
(Leaf) Dude, where's she going?!
Did she... Did she leave? Who's in charge here?!
*
(Dr. Clod) Assemble!
*
Assemble!
(Dr. Clod clears throat)
Assemble!
(lazy nurse groans)
(slurping)
Activate the centrifuge!
(Berry) So, how does this thing work?
(Dr. Clod) Oh-ho-ho-ho,
we just huck ourselves into that thing
and the spinny forces will pull us apart.
Easy peasy.
Hypocrates!
(Berry) Yes, yes!
It's working! It's working!
(screaming)
Ah...
(Dr. Clod) Well, that settles it!
Even with all the advancements of modern medical science,
we still cannot cure the common splinter.
It is time we try a more holistic approach.
Ah! Here we go.
Vera's Succulentorium!
(Berry) Whoa...
(Vera vocalizing)
(Dr. Clod) Hello there, Vera.
(Vera) Ah!
Ah, I was expecting you.
(Dr. Clod) Could you assist me with a few troublesome patients?
(Berry) Troublesome?! You're the one who...
(Vera) I sense a splinter.
(Twig) Okay, wow, she is good!
(Dr. Clod) Told ya!
(Vera) Oh, yes. I see three entities before me,
struggling to be separate.
(Dr. Clod) I wouldn't go that far.
(Twig) You're starting to like it too, aren't you?
(Dr. Clod) Well, who wouldn't! It's all warm and slimy in here.
(brain swirling around)
(Berry) Ah! Stop!
(crying)
I just want you, guys, out of my life.
(Vera) Can't you see?
Your friends want to help you with your splinter.
The path to healing begins with self-awareness.
You must dig deep within to discover
whatever is keeping you from being whole.
(Berry) Well, I have a splinter.
(Vera) Yes! And to fix it you must form a tighter bond.
(Berry) Ah, that doesn't sound right.
But you're the doctor.
(Vera) Legally, no.
(struggling and groaning)
You must look deep within yourself,
and find the splinter.
A splinter.
(Berry) Yes.
(Vera) An intrusion.
(Berry) Yes!
(Vera) A cleaving.
(Berry) Yes!
Finally, someone who knows what I'm talking about!
(Vera) This splinter has caused friction among friends.
And we must remove this splinter!
(Berry) Yeah, exactly!
(Vera) A splinter can be very overwhelming.
(Berry) Ugh, tell me about it.
(Vera) The feeling of being far apart.
(Berry) Far apart?
Yes. That sounds great.
(Vera) Then we must be rid of this splinter.
And once the splinter is gone, we can come together.
Even closer!
(Berry) Yes...
Uh, wait. What?
(Vera) The splinter is but a metaphor of the division in your soul.
(Berry) It's a literal splinter!
There is a literal splinter in my head!
(Vera) We must re-forge the three souls into one!
(Berry) No! It's not a metaphor!
Just take the splinter out!
(Vera) Become one!
(Berry) No!
(Leaf crying)
(Rocksy) Oh, it's okay. buddy.
(Leaf) I've just been waiting all day.
And I got snotted on by that spikey kid.
And this hole you poked into me really hurts,
and I'm so tired and I just wanna go home!
(Rocksy) I know, I know.
Oh, oh! Look, the doctor is coming now!
(monster roars)
(Leaf and Rocksy scream)
(Berry) Who's ready to tussle?!
Juice machine mega kick!
Ow.
(Dave) Almost got me that time.
(Leaf) Punishment of 100 punches!
(moaning)
(Dave) Good one, Leaf.
(Rocksy) Giga boulder booty impact!
Yeow!
(Dave) Way to nearly inflict pain upon me, Rocksy!
(laughing)
(Berry) Alright, Twig! It's your turn!
(Twig) Oh, no, thanks.
I don't really care for violence.
(Leaf) Go on, get in there!
(Twig) Hey!
(Dave) Come on, Twig. Show me what you got.
(Twig) Um... Okay.
Mild and friendly, huh, punch thingy?
Ouchie, ouchie, ouchie, ouchie, ouchie, ouchie, ouchie, ouchie,
ouchie, ouchie, ouchie, ouchie.
(Leaf) Yeah, way to hug all the ouchies, bro!
(Berry) Crybaby!
-(Dave) Is he okay? -(Leaf) Ah, nah, he's good, man.
He's good. He's always like this.
(Twig) Ouchie, ouchie, ouchie, ouchie.
(Samosa) Wow! What you got there, Kens?
(Kensington) Oh, what, this?
It's my new compost bin.
(Bats) What's that?
(Kensington) It's a magic box.
You throw junk in it and it turns into plant food.
-(Bats) Wow! -(Samosa) Wow!
(Bats) Can I put this tooth in?
(Samosa) Is that mine?
(Bats) No.
(Kensington) That's the spirit. Compost it!
(Twig) Ouchie, ouchie, ouchie... Ow!
(moaning)
Wow! Ah!
(gladiators groaning)
Uh... oh...
(gladiators groaning)
(Twig) Oh dear, oh my!
(Nugget) Gotta run!
(Twig) Hey, hey, what's going on?
What?
Uh... uh... uh...
Misery Tap of Unfortunate Placement!
(crowd cheering)
(Percy) Yeah! Compost him!
(Twig) What is going on here?
(crowd whispering about the Emperor)
(Nugget) The Emperor!
(Emperor) Who allowed this scrawny stick-man
to defeat one of my rippling, muscle-bound beauties?
(Twig) It was an accident!
I'm not trying to fight anyone!
(laughing)
(Emperor) The puny one does not want to fight.
(crowd booing)
(Emperor) Guards!
Remove this muscle-less one from the direction of my eyes.
You're in the pit now, and in the pit,
you fight or you become worm food!
(crow cheering)
(Twig) Uh, excuse me?
Can someone point me to the exit, please?
(egg) There ain't no exit here!
Let me tell you something, buddy.
You got two options.
Option one, fight for your way to the top
to become warrior champion!
And earn your way to freedom.
(Twig) Uh, what's option two?
(egg) Option two, you become worm food.
(Beat up Berry) Compost Valhalla, here I come.
(Twig) Oh, wow.
(Nugget) Ah, cut it out you guys.
You're scaring the poor boy!
(Beet) Yo, Nugget, we're just giving the new guy the scoop.
Aw, you're just so cute I just wanna crush your little face!
I love ya.
We're gonna crush him, right?
(Twig) Hey, you're the little guy from earlier.
(Nugget) Sure am! Nugget's the name.
Nice to meet ya, fellow lil' guy, uh...
(Twig) I'm Twig.
(Nugget) Nugget and Twig, sounds like a tag team to me!
(Twig) Oh, no way!
I'm not fighting anyone here!
Isn't there a manager I can talk to?
(Nugget) I saw you out there.
You made quick work of that brute!
(cute groaning and fighting)
Just two little guys! What do you say?
(Twig) What do I say? Absolutely not!
(Nugget) Well, that's okay.
I knew my time was coming anyway.
Nice to meet you, I'm Nugget.
Oh.
(Twig) No, no, stop!
You can't just give up and become worm food!
(Nugget) Oh, so you'll do it? You'll team up with me?
(Twig) Oh. Well.
(Nugget) Oh, woe is me.
(Nugget crying)
(Goreface) Aw. I'd be nothing without you, Waffle cyclops.
(Waffle cyclops) Same here, Goreface.
(Twig) Ugh. Enough! I'll do it, okay?
Just stop trying to compost yourself.
(Nugget) You will?
Yeah, let's knock 'em dead!
(cute groaning and fighting)
(Waffle cyclops) Aw, that's so sweet.
(Goreface) Yeah. I'm really looking forward to murdering those guys.
(trumpets)
(crowd cheers)
(Nugget) Remember, Twig. Teamwork.
(turkey monster gobbling and snorting)
(Twig) Ah! I can't!
(Nugget) Huh? Don't leave me!
(Twig) I can't do this, I'm not a fighter!
(Nugget) I'm scared too, Twig, but we gotta work together!
(turkey monster gobbling and snorting)
(Twig) Oh!
Selfish Panic Reaction!
(Nugget) Involuntary Greasy Release!
Finish him off, Twig!
(Twig) See if it's dead Poke!
It is.
(crowd cheering)
(Emperor) Victory!
(Nugget) We did it, Twig! We won!
* We are the warriors *
* We are the warriors And we'll fight *
* Drinking cheetah's blood Might make you strong *
* But it won't be enough To fight for long *
* The stronger warriors Can fade away *
* But the bravest live To die another day *
* It's the heart Of the warrior *
* Nothing can compare *
* With the heart Of the warrior *
* He will never fail *
* Heart makes a warrior *
* Heart is true and brave *
* With the heart Of the warrior *
* You will never fail **
(Twig) Oh! This is great. We're beating everyone.
Look how ripped I am.
I have cheetah blood flowing through my grain.
(Twig cackles like a bird)
Fight and crush and thrash and kick forever!
(laughing)
(Nugget) Calm down, Twig. We're in a sauna.
Remember, we're only fighting so we can be free.
(Apple) Oi! You lot! The champion's here!
And he's specifically asking for you.
(Nugget) Twig, this is it.
We beat the champion and we win our freedom.
(Twig) Okay. Just let me finish this cheetah blood.
(chugging quickly)
(laughing)
(Emperor) It is time for the ultimate battle!
(Nugget) We got this, brother.
(Twig) Yeah we do!
-(Nugget) For freedom! -(Twig) For violence!
I... uh, freedom.
(Emperor) Bring forth the champion!
(crowd cheering)
(Dave) Hello everybody! It's me, Dave.
(Twig) Wait. Dave's the champion?!
(Dave) Oh, there you are, Twig!
I've been looking all over for you.
(Nugget) Ha! He's smaller than we are!
This is gonna be too easy, right, Twig?
Uh, Twig?
*
(Twig) Ouchie, ouchie!
He's stronger than he looks.
(Nugget) Well, he doesn't scare me.
(Twig) No, Nugget! Wait!
(Nugget) Here it comes! Get ready!
(Dave) Alright, sure thing.
(screaming)
(Nugget) Freedom Punch for Freedom!
-Ow! -(Dave) Nice try there, mate.
(Twig) Speak to me! Are you okay?
(Nugget) Go on, Twig.
Go win your freedom.
(Twig) Come on, Nugget.
You know I can't do it without you.
(Nugget) See you in Compost Valhalla.
(Twig) No! Nugget!
Dave.
(Dave) Oh, hey there, Twig. Looking good.
(Twig) I'm not afraid of you anymore.
(Dave) Oh, that's great. So proud of you.
(rage induced scream)
(Dave) Oh, there goes the loincloth.
(Twig) Supersecret snake-in-the-grass!
(Dave) Ow!
(crowd cheering)
(Percy) Yes! Yes! Victory!
(Dave) Ah, whoopsie.
Got me right in the eye. Oh, hello.
(Twig) You thought you were so tough, but I beat you!
(Dave) Ya sure did, good on ya.
(Twig) Your puny spikes can't save you now.
(Dave) I guess it's Valhalla for me, then.
(Emperor) Do it now! Finish him!
(Twig) Prepare to meet your doom!
(Dave) Well, I had a good run, right?
(Twig) And by the way, Dave.
Your breath stinks!
(Dave) Oh, you didn't have to say that, mate.
(Percy) Oh, now that is just so rude!
(Dad bug) Not cool.
(sad trumpet)
(Waffle cyclops) Too far, bro.
(Goreface) Oh, I'm gonna be sick.
(Dave) I'm so embarrassed. I gotta go brush my teeth!
(crying)
(crowd booing)
(Twig) What? What!
Ah!
Ow. Come on! What gives? I'm the champion!
(Emperor) Oh, you fool.
Just because you're beautiful and totally ripped
doesn't mean you get to go around insulting people.
Come back when you learn how to behave like a true warrior.
And I'm taking my muscles back too!
(Twig) Wait, what?
Oh, man.
Well, at least I avenged you, Nugget.
(Nugget) Hey, I never asked you to do that.
(Twig) Nugget?
(Nugget) Stinky breath? Really?
If you don't have anything nice to say,
don't say anything at all. That's the warrior's way.
I don't know where you picked up all that trash talk.
(Twig) Trash talk?
That is so unlike me. Where did I even get that from?
(Berry) There he is!
I found the little crybaby!
(Rocksy) Oh, man! You should've seen your squishy little face when you tried to punch Dave!
(Berry) Little baby with his melty ice cream body!
(laughing)
(Rocksy) Ice cream body, yeah!
(Leaf) What, do you got applesauce for bones?
(Rocksy) Oh, you little mushy-feather-butt-baby-boy!
(Berry) Yeah, mushmallow tushie!
(Twig) And there it is.
*