[upbeat music]
- Hey, sorry I'm late, I'm-- the only one here.
- Ray took everyone else on a field trip,
and he told me to be your substitute teacher
until they get back.
But I will not be taking any of your guff!
- Oh, what's with the attitude?
- I'm sorry.
My book on substitute teaching
told me I should establish dominance.
- Oh, well, good for you, Schwoz.
- Thank you.
Now sit down, and no guff!
- Too far. - Sorry.
- You guys look so good on my new phone.
- And your voice is so clear on my new phone.
- I can't see you guys on my new phone.
- Turn your new phone around, dude.
all: Eh? Eh? Eh?
- Oh, my God, I love my new phone!
- Sorry we're late.
Took a little field trip to the Pear store,
and I bought everyone the new Pear phone!
[air horns blare]
- Guess I must have missed my invite.
- That's weird, I texted everyone.
- She doesn't have a phone, remember?
- A boy stole it. - Kind of her origin story.
- Oh, that's right.
Well, you missed out 'cause this new Pear phone is awesome!
- Yeah, it has eight cameras on the back.
- How many did the old phone have?
all: [scoffing] Seven.
- So dumb. How did we live like that?
[all complaining] - I mean, how did we survive?
- And the best part, a brand new charge cord.
- Yeah!
- Why'd they get rid of the old one?
- It's called planned obsolescence.
Big Tech designs an inferior product on purpose
so that it's useless within a year,
and you have to buy a new one.
- Oh, so you didn't get one.
- No!
I got two. [chuckles]
Gold, and rose gold. Want one of mine?
- No, no, I don't want yours.
I want my old phone
that was stolen from me by a boy.
And when I find that boy, I am going to destroy him
for stealing my phone, my joy, my innocence,
and ruining my life!
- [yelps]
- Okay...
so what should we do with our old phones?
- Give them to me.
I'll toss them into those endangered wetlands
near Lake Swellview. I do it all the time.
Works great for car batteries, old laptops, body--
- Yeah, I've been thinking about that.
You really need to stop poisoning
those wetlands with e-waste.
- I eat turtles from that swamp all the time.
They don't taste like poison to me at all.
- Yeah, and this is exactly why Schwoz and I
created Waste-E. - I'm sorry, Waste-E?
- Yeah, yeah. Waste-E!
Waste-E, come here boy!
Come on. Whoo-oo-oo!
- Wait, that's your whistle now?
- Yeah.
- Is Waste-E a dog?
- No, Waste-E is a robot that Schwoz and I made.
It collects e-waste like old phones and tech products
and recycles them.
- Oh, saving the environment
through small acts of conservation, very cool.
Nerds! [chuckles]
- Did somebody call for Waste-E?
- Run for your lives!
- Dude, you're scared of a little robot?
- No, I'm scared of garbage cans.
Oh! There's another one! They're everywhere!
- Okay.
- Aw, this guy's kinda cute.
- Yeah, he's adorable, and I can tell right away
I'm definitely gonna hate him.
- Put your e-waste in my mouth!
- Okay, that's actually kinda funny.
- Here you go, Waste-E.
- Yum, yum, yum! Thank you, human.
- Oh, good boy, Waste-E.
Now go out there and collect more waste!
Come on, boy! You got it! Get that waste!
- There it is. Bye-bye.
- Go on, good boy. - Bye-bye, Waste-E.
Bye-bye, now, bye, boy!
Bye-bye now.
All right, who wants to play with our brand new phones?
- Yes! - Yeah!
- Put away your phones, and take your seats,
and I don't want no guff!
[upbeat music]
[laughter]
- Okay, what-- what's with the chuckling?
- It's new phone stuff. You wouldn't get it.
- You guys seriously have to worship your new phones
in front of me?
- Oh, we do it when you're not here too.
- And you could be a part of this.
A new phone is only like 1,200 bucks.
- No, I told you, I don't want a new phone.
I want my old phone
that was stolen from me by a boy.
♪ And if I have to wait ♪
♪ I-- ♪ - Instead of singing about it,
why don't you spend some time looking for your phone?
- Oh, yes, do that.
- It's not like your phone's just gonna waltz on in here
and fall right into your hand.
- [laughing] That is not how life works.
- Not at all, not at all. [beeping]
[pneumatic thwunking]
- Put your waste in my mouth!
- Oh, Waste-E, you're back!
- And I'm full of waste.
- Waste-E, watch out! You can't go down--
[crash] - Ah!
- The stairs.
- Oh, my precious waste.
- Oh, Waste-E. - I got you, buddy.
- Rough night last night? - Come help me with this.
- All right. - Three, two, one.
- [groaning]
- There, bud.
Hey, help me pick up the stuff and put it back in Waste-E.
- Stop demanding me.
- I'm not demanding, I'm asking.
[dramatic orchestral music]
♪ ♪
- [slow motion] No way!
[all gasping]
♪ ♪
- What's your deal?
- Yeah, I am no longer chuckling.
- You guys,
this is my cell phone.
♪ ♪
[tender orchestral music]
- It all just kind of happened.
[overlapping chatter]
You get all that?
- ♪ Danger ♪
♪ [vocalizing] ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Danger! One, two, three, Force! ♪
- We look amazing.
- You've been posing for hours.
[all shouting at once]
- That's right, keep walking, Schwoz.
Keep walking.
[dramatic music]
- Are you sure that's your phone?
- Yeah, it still has the cover of "Will and Grace" season two.
- That's a good season. - That's a great season.
- The boy who stole your phone
must have tossed it into Waste-E.
- I knew I'd find you.
I never lost hope.
[romantic music]
- Watch out, kids.
Gotta wake up Sleeping Bose-y here.
And once I start my backswing, a famously can't stop.
- That is true.
- Hey, guys-- - Whoops, I'm sorry!
Dah!
Doh!
[upbeat jazz music]
♪ ♪
- ♪ I guess you still love me ♪
♪ After all this time ♪
♪ No more feeling lonely ♪
♪ Now that your hand's holding mine ♪
all: ♪ You make life so much better ♪
♪ Now that we're back together ♪
♪ It's just like I remember ♪
♪ Now we're back, now we're back ♪
♪ Now we're back together ♪
- ♪ Hello, you're a beauty ♪
♪ I'm never saying good bye ♪
♪ You don't know what you do to me ♪
♪ Your call, I'll never deny ♪
all: ♪ You make life so much better ♪
♪ Now that we're back together ♪
♪ It's just like I remember ♪
♪ We're back, now we're back, now we're back ♪
♪ Together ♪
[phone burps]
♪ Together ♪
♪ ♪
- ♪ Together ♪
- What did I say about putting your hand
too close to Waste-E's mouth?
- He ate the TV remote, all of it!
Didn't even save me a bite.
[mechanical whirring]
- Okay, Schwoz just put me in detention for three days.
What's going on with him?
- He won't take any guff.
- I won't take any guff!
- Speaking of things that annoy me,
who's this 555 number
that turned our group text thread green?
- Chapa. Waste-E found her stolen cell phone.
- What?
- Oh, go catch Ray! He's about to faint.
- I got you, big fella. - [groans]
- Who faints forward?
[sighs] Time to wake him up.
[both grunting]
- Got it.
- Oh, Waste-E, you got goop all over Bose's arm.
- Oh, no, it was like that already.
- Chapa, I just wanna say that I'm really glad that
you let go of your anger... [grunts]
Toward the boy who stole your phone.
- Thanks, buddy.
- You're welcome. Still got it.
- What did you just say?
- Uh, "Still got it"?
- No, no, before.
About me not being angry at the boy who stole my phone.
- Well, I was just saying--
- 'Cause I am still angry at the boy who stole my phone,
I am still going to find him,
and I'm still going to destroy him!
- Why? You have your phone again.
- Yeah, you seem really happy.
- I am happy! [zapping]
Which makes me think of all the happy times
I never got to have because that boy stole my phone!
- But-- - And the fact...
that I'm so happy makes me so angry!
- Chapa,
take a page out of old Ray's big book of lessons
and be like me.
Let it go.
[tense music]
- Ray, you have never once let anything go.
- I will never forget that you said that.
- Okay.
- Chapa, I think Ray is right on this one.
- Just be happy that you're back with your phone.
- Yes, forgive and...
I forget the next part.
- Okay.
- Oh, well. - Well, all righty then.
- Really? - Yeah!
- Well, that solves that problem.
- I can tell you where I found it.
- No! [all shouting]
- Shut your robot mouth!
- Tell me now.
- No, you're just gonna hurt the person who stole it.
- No,
I'm just going to flame-broil the person who stole it.
- Waste-E, I forbid you to show Chapa
where you found her phone.
- Oh, boo.
- Okay.
Okay.
Okay, 'kay, 'kay, cool, great. I got it.
Okay, cool, cool.
Okay!
- I do not think we're okay. - Not at all, no.
What are you doing down here?
- Schwoz gave me detention.
- Were you giving him guff? - No.
Okay, maybe a touch of guff. - Yeah, that's what I thought.
Anyway, have you seen my new phone?
- Mm, sorry.
[sinister music]
- I know where it is.
- Where is she?
Phone? Where are you, girl?
- I didn't want to have to do this,
but you've forced me to use Tiny Ray.
- [cackling]
- My phone! - Ah, ah, ah, ah.
One more step,
and Tiny Ray drops your precious, new Pear Phone
into that bowl of chocolate milk.
- And I'll do it too 'cause I'm crazy!
- You're sick! - I know, right?
You give Waste-E permission to show me
where he found my phone, and you can have yours back.
- Don't do it, sis.
The new Pear Phones are chocolate milk-proof.
- That's right.
- That may be so, but are they...
spicy chocolate milk proof?
[both gasping]
- Didn't see that coming, did you?
- [whimpers] - Be strong, fight it.
- Fine! - Oh.
- I'll let Waste-E tell you where he found it.
Just please, please don't hurt my new phone.
- That's better.
- What, so I don't get to waste this phone?
- No. She folded.
- Nuts to that.
both: [slow motion] No! - No!
- Ah!
- Sorry.
Tiny Ray's a bit of a wild card.
- Please, give me my phone back. Please?
- No, you'll get this back
when I get the name of that thief.
- Ha-ha! I'm going swimming!
Wah! Ah! Ah!
I got spicy chocolate milk in my eyes! Ah!
[upbeat music]
- Get to my phone. - I'm swiping, I'm swiping.
Waste-E collected e-waste all over town.
- Mmm! This computer looks tasty to Waste-E.
- Well, it's only a year old, so pump your breaks, Waste-E.
[beeping]
[pneumatic thwunking]
- Ah, hey, Chapa?
I got to talk to you about something.
- [shushes] Not right now.
Waste-E's about to show me where he picked up my phone.
- Ah, yeah, about that.
- That--that's my phone!
- Wait a minute, it says he collected it at...
the Man's Nest?
- Yeah, if we could just have a little sidebar for just a--
- Quiet!
- It looks like he found it in...
[tense music]
Ray's bedroom?
[dramatic music] - What?
- Look, I can explain. - [screams]
- [screaming]
- You had my phone the whole time?
How could you do this to me?
Do you know how much pain you put me through?
- Chapa, stop!
[all screaming]
- Okay, stop it, stop it! It was me!
I'm the boy that stole your cell phone.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- Who faints forward?
♪ ♪
- I don't know if anyone cares,
but I'm okay.
[coughs]
- Did I miss any other shocking revelations while I was out?
- No, you're good.
- I don't understand.
How could it be Bose who stole your phone?
Wouldn't you remember it?
- It was stolen eight years ago.
That was before I even knew who Bose was.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, when I first met you,
you said your phone was stolen a month ago.
You didn't say anything about years.
- I lied. - Why?
- Because if I told you it'd been missing for years,
you and Henry never would've even looked for it.
You barely cared about it
when I said it'd been gone for a month.
- Okay, that checks out. Please continue.
- Yeah, tell us everything
about when your phone got stolen.
- Well, eight years ago,
me and my cell phone were playing in the ball pit
at Duke E. Dawg's.
I was taking selfies when this punky kid came up to me.
- Move it, Dawg.
- He said, "Can I borrow your cell phone?
I wanna video chat a puppy."
- And you just gave it to him?
- I was so young and innocent. I trusted him.
- And then what happened?
- He punched Duke E. Dawg and ran away.
- Ooh!
- He took my phone!
- Ah, she'll get over it.
- I didn't get over it though.
You stole my phone, you stole my innocence,
and you ruined my life.
- Chapa, it wasn't like that though.
- No? You have two seconds to flash back.
- Wanted to video chat a puppy,
but I left my phone at home.
Then I saw this girl taking selfies in the ball pit,
and I thought, "Hey, she has a phone."
- Chapa? - Yeah.
Hi, can I please borrow your phone?
I wanna video chat a puppy.
- Um, sure. - Thank you.
- I was about to video chat with that puppy
when my mom grabbed me.
She said, "I just scored a date with the vice mayor."
I tried to tell my mom
that I needed to return the phone that I borrowed
from this girl in the ball pit.
- Chapa? all: Yes, Chapa!
- But my mom didn't care.
She said, "Bose, don't ruin this for me.
I have always wanted to marry a vice mayor."
Then she pulled me out of there.
I tried holding on to Duke E. Dawg,
but my mom was pulling really hard.
I always felt terrible about not returning your phone.
I should've tried to find you, but the more time went on,
the worse I felt about it, so...
I don't know, I just buried my shame.
Then one day I got a call from a girl named Charlotte
who told me to bring your phone and meet her in the desert.
- That night that me, Captain Manic, and Danger
went to go buy my phone back from some dirtbag.
What bag of dirt was you?
- Man, this story is crazy!
[dramatic music]
- I wasn't going to sell it to you.
I was just going to give it back.
- Give me back my phone!
- But you guys were fighting Dr. Minyak and the Toddler,
so I just ran away.
[dramatic music]
Drive! - [screams]
A few weeks later, we all ended up in the Man Cave,
then all that stuff happened with Drex.
- Oh... - My...
- God.
- Pretty soon I realized you were the girl
whose phone I borrowed. - Stole.
- A-accidentally.
I didn't know what to do, so I gave the phone to Ray.
He said he was gonna give it back to you
when he felt the time was right.
- When the time was right?
When was the time gonna be right, Ray?
- [coughs]
Definitely not right now.
- What were you waiting for?
- I was waiting for you to be able to control your rage,
which you obviously still can't do.
Ow! See?
- And you should've told me you had my phone.
- I know. - Ray's basically a child!
But I expect more from you.
- I know. - Hey!
- I thought we were friends. - We are.
- Well, then why didn't you tell me?
- I was scared! - Because you should be!
- I am! And, Chapa, I am also really, really sorry.
[soft music]
♪ ♪
- Okay.
I forgive you.
- Really? - Hey, thanks.
- Not you.
I am still mad at you.
- So we're good? For real?
- Yeah, we're good.
- Aw! ♪ Genuine moment ♪
- Sing that again, and I will ♪ Genuinely fry you ♪
- ♪ Genuinely sorry ♪
- Well, we all learned a valuable lesson today.
- About honesty and communication with our friends?
- No. - About forgiveness?
- No.
- About borrowing people's phones?
- No.
- About robots leading the way to a brighter future?
- No.
- Oh, my God, just tell us what the lesson was.
- What we learned is that recycling
just causes more problems than it solves.
- Yeah, that makes sense. - No.
[all speaking at once]
- No, no. - Please stop, please stop.
- [sighs] Hey, good news.
Chapa charred our brand new Pear phones
when she raged on me.
- How is that good news?
- Because now I can drive us all to the Pear Store
and buy the brand new Pear phone
that just came out today!
- Oh, yeah, I forgot about that! Yes!
- Uh, I'm gonna pass.
- But the new phone has nine cameras.
- And it's spicy milk proof.
- And there's a new charge cord.
- It's a pretty good cord.
- It took me eight years to get this phone back.
I don't plan on replacing it any time soon.
- [hums "Genuine Moment"]
- Everybody in the Man Buggy. I'm buying.
[all cheering]
- Wait, you guys! I need help!
- My God, Schwoz, what happened?
- I was holding the TV remote, and Waste-E tried to eat me.
[laughter]
all: Oh, Waste-E!
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
- ♪ Always on the scene in the nick of time ♪
♪ The second I see trouble I know I'll be fine ♪
♪ I'm okay ♪
♪ I'm okay! ♪
♪ Danger ♪
[vocalizing]
♪ ♪
♪ Danger! One, two, three, Force! ♪