[grunts in effort]
-[screams] -[growls]
[operatic music]
[Eep, Dawn, Ugga, and Hope singing Ride of the Valkyries]
[squeaks]
-[gasps] -[singing continues]
[singing intensifies, stops]
[roaring]
-Look alive, Thunder Sisters! Bearacudas dead ahead!
-Yeah! Dead! [laughing]
But not really because they're alive!
[tired squawking]
-Thunk, why does your spear look like a papaynapple?
-You said prepare for a snack.
-No! We said prepare to attack!
-Quit gabbin' and start stabbin'!
[battle cries]
-Be right there!
As soon as I finish my snack! Mm.
I love the taste of papaynapple in the morning.
[yelps] No!
* Let's live wild, the world's our own *
* We built this wheel now it's gunna roll *
* You know a spark becomes a fire wherever we go *
* Whoa-ho-ho *
* Stuck together, stuck, stuck together *
* It's an evolution for worse or for better *
* To find some unity *
* For all humanity *
* Because we're stuck together *
* In one big family tree *
[bearacudas and Thunder Sisters growling]
[yelling]
[grunting, panting]
[grunts]
-Are you ready to rock, Fire Heart?!
-[yells] -[fire crackling]
-Rocked and loaded! Are you ready to roll, Sister Sunset?
[yells]
-Yes! But I'm not sure about this wheel as a weapon.
EEP: Are you kidding? [grunts]
No one sees a wheel attack coming! Until it's too late.
-You're right. Wheels up! -[both yell]
-Bug nuggets? Fresh lemon drink?
Not too tart, not too sweet.
It's the perfect mid-fight treat.
-We're kinda busy right now, Thunk!
[bell ringing]
-No problem. I'll wait for a timeout.
BOTH: Rock and roll! [yelling]
[groaning]
-Tag me in, Bog Water!
* *
-[grunting] I never tagged you out, Blood Horn!
* *
-[roars] -[screams]
-Oh. In that case...
-[grunting] -[bearacuda growling]
-Moist leaf-ette?
-[straining]: Yeah, uh, maybe later, Thunk.
-[roaring] -Yeah! Now's not a good time!
-Gotcha. You know where to find me.
[grunting, yells]
UGGA: Pair-acuda!
Yeah. That kinda works.
* *
-[yelling] -GRAN: Good thinking, Seeker!
You bite 'em, and I'll smite 'em
-'cause I'm Queen O' Wimmins! -[thunder cracks]
[yelling]
-[chanting]: Thunder, thunder, like a shout!
When you hear it, it hurts your ears!
That doesn't rhyme.
Do you know a word that rhymes with "shout"?
-Out! As in get out before I toss you out!
[snarls]
-Loud and clear, guys.
Loud and clear.
[slow motion yelling, roaring]
GRAN: We did it again, Thunder Sisters.
-Fight hard, feast hard. -[scared chittering]
-Gran! For the last time, we don't eat Sash!
-Because she's too chewy?
-It's okay, Sash. -[squeaking]
No one's gonna chew you on mywatch.
-Let's just eat this other food, Mom.
-GRUG: Yeah, it looks delicious! -THUNDER SISTERS: Huh?
-Mind if we join you?
-Sorry, Guy-boy. You know the rules.
Thunder Sisters only.
-I fervently object, but we refuse to beg.
ALL: Please!
-No! Now beat it before I start cracking those eggshells
you call skulls with my...
Wait, where's my staff?
-Maybe it's back on the battlefield?
-Huh. Wouldn't be the first time
I left something behind.
But usually it's teeth.
Thunk! Go find my staff!
-Gran, that's not Thunk. That's a pile of meat.
-What's the difference? Ha! But seriously, where is he?
[confused murmuring]
-Thunk never misses a victory feast.
-Or any feast.
-He's probably watching clouds on window.
His loss. Now, let's eat.
-Wrong! We don't eat until we're allhere.
-Well, we're here! -Not you, Z-Team.
I'm talking about the Thunder Sisters!
We beattogether, we eattogether.
Now let's go get him!
[Thunder Sisters grumble]
[Grug sighs]
-Be a shame to let this feast go to waste.
-A tragedy, actually. -Uh-huh.
Only monsters would let a tragedy happen.
And we're not monsters.
-Right. Unless we're hungry.
Burnip me! [grunts]
GRAN: Thunder Sisters only!
Or our next feast will be youmeat-logs!
[screaming, panting]
* *
-I'm just gonna say what everyone is thinking.
I can't remember the last time
I saw this couch without Thunk on it.
-Are we sure we're looking at the right couch?
-Yup. You can tell 'cause of the bug nuggets.
-And the Thunk-shaped dents.
-Have all your eyes been gouged out? He's right there!
* *
-Gran, that's Douglas.
[gentle snoring]
-Ah, you're right. Thunk's got a longer tail.
-Okay, so if Thunk's not here, where on flat Earth is he?
-Oh, I know exactlywhere he i.
[creaking]
Huh. I was sure he'd be here.
But don't worry! I know another place he might be.
[creaking]
-Any otherideas? -One more!
And it's literallythe only other place he could be.
-And... I'm out of ideas. -Me, too.
But mostly because we're out of hammocks.
-So, Thunk just disappeared?
-Maybe. Or he's right there!
-You mean me?
Gran, I'm Dawn! You know me.
-Maybe. Only one way to be sure. -[muffled yelling]
Nope. These choppers
aren't a nightmare made real like Thunk's.
Other girl's story checks out.
-I don't love how you've memorized all of our teeth.
-Just makes sense.
Since they'll all be mine someday. [evil laugh]
-What?! -PHIL: Did someone say...
-Thunder Misters? -GRUG: Hm!
-What? No! No one said that.
-Are you sure, ma'am? 'Cause I swear I heard--
-Nothing even close to that? Yes, you did.
-Anyway, we heard Thunk was missing
and we wanna help find him!
-And, when we succeed,
you'll find room for us at your victory feast.
-As guests. Not food.
-Never gonna happen.
-Why not? It's more eyes on the prize.
-'Cause we have eyes! -Grug's right.
As they say, 18 eyes are better than 12.
-No one says that, Phil!
-Wolfspiders do. Or they would if they could speak.
-Hey! You three super-zeroes said
the Thunder Misters were finished forever.
-Thanks for the offer, guys,
but the Thunder Sisters
can find their own ontheir own.
-Great! Now we're never gonna get
invited to that victory feast!
You did it again, Guy!
-Agreed. Guy pulled another "Guy."
-Seriously? We all agreed to no more Thunder Misters, didn't we?
-[gasps] Yes.
No more Thunder... Misters.
[escalating laughter]
[Grug joins in]
[Guy joins in]
-Wait, why are we laughing? -[Grug shrugs]
[Grug and Phil laughing maniacally]
[Guy joins in]
[all laughing]
EEP: Okay, Thunder Sisters
Thunk must have left the farm, but to go where exactly?
-What about that eelgle nest?
EEP: Oh, yeah! Thunk said it was the perfect snoozing spot!
-Or punch monkey village.
-[monkeys shrieking] -UGGA: He loved the food there.
Eating and throwing it.
-What about that place? -What place, Gran?
-You know, the one with water?
-Uh, the beach?
-No. -Lake Wetwater?
-No! -The sink?
[inquisitive growl]
-That's it, Sandy. Glowshine Lake!
Yeah, he wouldn't shut up about it
after he went there with that guy.
You know, the one with the head.
-Guy? -No.
-Phil? -No!
-Thunk? -No!
-Grug, Mom? -No!
Grug's not a real name!
PHIL: Did someone say they needed
help finding Thunk?
-No. Didn't this happen already? Are we in a time loop?
-Yeah. We just covered
the "no more Thunder Misters" issue.
But here you are, like that.
So, bring us up to speed. What's the story?
-We're not the Thunder Misters.
-We're the Thunder Sifters!
-An elite team that specializes
in searching, seeking, and looking.
-All the same thing.
-In other words, sifting.
-And that's completely different from the Thunder Misters.
-A truth that is undeniable because wehave new names.
-Oh, no, please don't.
-I'm Eyeball Looker! Whoa!
-Oculocationarity! [soft laugh]
-And Guy Sight!
[grunting]
-Hm? -[ding]
-Whoa! Oh--
-[grunting] -[gasping]
-The Betterman Eye Enhancer! Help me find it.
[panicked searching]
-It's in your hand, Phil. -Hm?
Ah... Oh, yes. There it is.
The point is, we're going to help you find Thunk,
whether you like it or not. And then, you'll welcome us
to your victory feasts henceforth. Agreed?
-Phil, if you-- -Oculocationarity!
-I'm not calling you that. And how can you find Thunk
when you can't even find what's in your own--
-Welcome to that search party, boys!
THUNDER SIFTERS: Yes!
-Are you kidding? -Of course not.
Like they say, 18 eyes are better than 12.
-I told you that was a thing.
-But Thunk could be anywhere, so we need to split up.
Why don't you Thunder Blisters--
-Sifters. Thunder Sifters.
Sorry to interrupt. That was rude.
But I just wanted to clarify. For clarity. Respectfully.
Please go on. Not that you need my permission.
[nervous laugh]
-Anyway, you three go and check the Shock Swamp.
-We'll cover the rest. -GRUG: Ooh...
Shock Swamp? Seems a little shocky and swampy
for Thunk. And us.
-Well, if you're not upto it...
-Oh, we're up to it!
-Yeah! Because we want in on the victory feast action!
-We also wanna find Thunk, of course.
-And we will! Because we're the Thunder Misters!
-Sifters. -Sifters!
And we can find anything!
Like my Eye Enhancer. It's missing again!
-[gasps] -Find it, Sifters! Find it!
-Uh, you really think Thunk is in the Shock Swamp?
-Of course not.
But this gets those lug nuggets out of our hair!
Now, let's go before they figure out
they got the short end of the shock.
-No chance of that.
-Is this your eye thingy?
-No. That's a crystal.
-Yeah! A really pretty crystal. -[goofy laugh]
* *
[grunts, yells]
[all yelling]
[grunting]
-Where there's a nap, there's a Thunk!
-Okay, Thunk. Nap time's over.
Now, let's get you outta here
before we all become eelgle chow.
[all gasp]
-Thunk turned himself into an egg?
So he isa wizard!
-I am the greatest wizard alive!
-No, Dawn. That's just an egg.
-Whatever it is, I call it delicious.
-Mm... Delicious sounds delicious.
-Yeah, I'm actually feeling papaynapple. Snack break?
-Good call. So, who's got snacks?
ALL: Huh?
-Yeah. Thunk's in charge of snacks.
-Oh, yeah.
-So who wants some raw egg?
-[eelgle screeches] -[all gasp]
-Make it to-go 'cause we're leaving. Time to glide!
* *
So, punch monkey village?
-Worth a shot! -[eelgle screeches]
-Why is that eelgle chasing us?
-Can't make an omelet without stealing some eggs, Hair Nest!
Also, you're making me an omelet!
[monkeys shrieking]
* *
-[whispers]: Okay. Keep it quiet.
We don't want the punch monkeys to know we're--
-Thunk! -Dawn!
-Hope!
-Or we all yell at the top of our lungs.
That's another way to go.
-It's fine! No one's here. -Not yet,
but I'm guessing they'll be here soon.
Look at all that food.
DAWN: And it's all the same food
-you make, Ugga. -Yeah, Mom.
Exactlylike the food you make.
-[nervous laugh] What? No, that's just--
DAWN: There's Ugg's Nugs, Ugg Rolls,
they even have Nachos by Ugga!
-Do you know what this means, Mom?
-Uh... -The punch monkeys
-stole your recipes! -Exactly.
The punch monkeys obviouslystole Ugga's recipes,
and we can stop talking about it because that's what happened
and there's no other possible explanation!
EEP: Hm...
-I don't care who made it. I'm eatin' it!
-I'm going in for some of the Nachos by Ugga by the punch monkeys!
-[Dawn crunching] -Right behind you!
-Not as good as yours, Ugga, but still tasty.
-And salty. Does anyone have any lemon drink?
-Thunk's the one who brings the drinks, remember?
[sad murmuring]
-[munching] -[punch monkeys chattering]
[all gasp]
[growling]
-We should probably...
UGGA: Run!
-[all screaming] -[monkeys shrieking]
* *
-Ew...
Why would Thunk come here?
-[buzzing] -This place is a dump!
-Are you sure this is the place Thunk was talking about?
-Of course, I'm sure!
-About what? -I hope we find Thunk soon.
I'm melting. Can I get a towel?
-Sure, when we find Thunk.
Because towels are also his thing.
-How is he nowhere? He's gotta be somewhere, right?
-Sure. Even if he isa wizard.
-Oh, my powers have no end!
-Well, he's obviouslynot here, so can we go?
I've had enough of Smells Like A Foot Lake.
[disappointed groans]
[buzzing]
[mystical whooshing]
-[insects chirping] -GUY: There's no sign of...
-[zapping] -[yelping]
...Thunk. But I'll keep my Guys peeled
because I'm Guy Sight.
-[zapping] -[yelping]
-I think my hands are broken.
-[zapping] -[yelping]
I can't see a thing!
-[zapping] -[yelping]
An Eyeball Looker can't look without eyes!
Ah!
-Watch your step, you hairy tree stump.
-[zapping] -[yelping]
You're disturbing potential clues
under review by...
-[zapping] -[yelping]
-...Oculocationarity. -GUY: Guys?
I'm a little worried about T-bone
being all alone out here.
He doesn't do well outdoors.
-[zapping] -[yelping]
-Or indoors.
I guess that just leaves... outdoors.
-[zapping] -[yelping]
-No, it doesn't!
Hey. I didn't get sho--
-[zapping] -[yelping]
Why?!
-Indeed. Thunk needs us.
-[zapping] -[yelping]
But more importantly,
we need him to secure our seats at the victory feast!
-[zapping] -[yelping]
Now, keep looking!
Ah! My Eye Enhancer is gone again!
-Did you check your hand?
-My hand? Who do you think I am? Grug?
-[zapping] -[yelping]
-No. I meant your other--hand! -[zapping]
-Ah-ha! I found it!
Nothing slips past Oculashut--[sighs]
Oculaship--[annoyed groan]
What was my Thunder Sifter name again?!
-[zapping] -[yelping]
-Well, here's one thing that slipped past you, Occupado.
The road ribs I brought. Rib toss!
[grunts] Ah...
Okay. Shock Swamp one, Grug zero.
Round two. Rib-coming!
[zap]
Gah! I hate this place!
Can't even have a snack here.
-[zapping, yelping] -Huh? Wait,
-what did you just say, Grug? -He said,
[mocking]: "can't even have a snack here."
-[zap, yelps] -GUY: Exactly!
And why would Thunk come to a place where he couldn't snack?
-[zapping] -[yelping]
-He wouldn't. [yelping]
Which can mean only one thing!
-Thunk isn't Thunk anymore?
-[zapping] -[yelping]
-No. The Thunder Sisters sent us here
-to get us out of their hair! -Whoa.
-I'm shocked. [screaming] -[zapping]
So what do we do now?
-We do what the Thunder Sifters always do.
[growling, hissing]
-Look cool. Yeah. -No.
Run!
-[all screaming] -[roaring]
-A littleto the left, Mom.
And, Hope, can you scoot in justa smidge?
Okay! Perfect.
-Um, why are we doing this again?
-Because to find Thunk, we must thinklike Thunk.
Get inside his head.
-Thunk watches window all the time.
So, maybe if wewatch window,
we'll know what he's thinking and where he is.
EEP: Hm...
* *
-Yeah, this is a bust. -[groaning]
-Maybe we should just go back to the farm.
I mean, we don't know for sure he isn't still there.
-You're right. He's probably eating our feast right now.
Or sleeping. Or both.
-So it's settled. Let's go home.
* *
Anyone remember which way home is?
-Sure. Home is where you keep your teeth.
Ah... Home teeth home.
-Ugh. Anyone else?
-Too bad Thunk's not here. He usually brings the maps...
-And the drinks. -And the snacks.
-And the moist leaf-ettes.
-[growling] -[all gasp]
[roaring]
-[sighs] Thunk was our lookout, too.
GRAN: Well, whoever he is, he sure blew thatjob.
-Because we're in a bearacuda pit
and we're gonna be bearacu-dinner?
-You mean beara-fooda? -Ooh, yeah! That's way better!
-Where did the bearacudas go?
I mean, they toss us into this pit,
and then, poof, they're gone.
-That's bearacudas for ya.
They like their prey to stew in their own fear.
And salt. Mm...
Makes the meat tender.
-How do you know that, Gran?
-You don't want her to answer that question.
-True story.
-I just wish Thunk was here.
I could really use one of his confusing
but motivational cheers.
-Yeah. I guess I never realized how much he does for this team.
-Yep. He wears a lot of hats for someone who doesn't wear hats.
-It's too bad we all blew him off
instead of letting him know that.
[all sigh]
* *
-This is ourfault.
Wedid this well. Well, all of youdid this.
- Wedid this. -Ugh! Fine. We!
-Every one of us took Thunk for granted,
instead of telling him how important he is.
-And now, we'll never be able to say that to Thunk.
-THUNK: Say what to me? -[gasps]
* *
-ALL: Thunk! - That'sThunk?
-Yes, Mom. You know that's Thunk. -[Sandy giggling]
-No. I thought that was just a really big
strong walking baby.
-Thunk! We've been looking everywhere for you!
-You have? Why?
-Because you weren't at the feast. -[giggling]
-Yeah, that is notlike me at all.
But I wasn't there because I was looking for this.
-My staff!
-Wait, that'swhere you've been?
Looking for Gran's staff?
-Uh-huh! I saw some bearacudas run off with it,
so I went after them.
-[Sandy laughing] -You're the best, Thunk.
-I am? -He is?
-And we don't tell you that enough.
-You don't? -We don't?
-You're the vine that ties us all together.
-And we all love you.
-You do? -I guess.
Unless you start crying like a giant walking baby!
-Wow. Thanks.
-I love you, too. [gasps] -[bearacudas roar]
I also love being alive,
so we gotta go 'cause the bearacudas are coming back.
Grab on!
-Thanks, whoever you are.
-Gran, it's me, Thunk! Don't you know me?
-Sure. Just messing with you, kid.
[all gasp]
[growling]
Thunder Sisters! It's time to thunder like Thunk!
-Ooh! I like that one!
[all yelling]
[grunting, straining]
-Going up!
-[grunts] And coming down!
[yells, grunts]
[laughing]
-Fresh lemon drink, anyone?
-[fighting continues] -Mm! Not too tart, not too sweet.
-It's the perfect mid-fight treat.
-Thanks, Thunk. -[growling]
-[yelling, grunting] -[roars]
-[panting] -[growling]
[grunts]
HOPE: Jump through a crack...
-[yelling, grunts] -[growls]
-...set up a sneak attack!
-Huh? -THUNK: Bug nuggets, Gran?
-Ah! You read my mind. -Mm!
Do you have spicy, but not too spicy?
-But, of course. Just for you.
-Ooh! You're a treasure, Thunk.
-Cheers. -Mm!
-[growling] -[grunting, laughing]
-Two's company... -[growling]
-[screaming] -[grunts]
...and tree's a crowd!
-Get it? Because Sandy hit you with a tree!
-Towel? Moist leaf-ette?
-Ah. Exactly what I needed, Thunk.
[Thunk laughs]
[gasps]
[Sandy growling happily]
-Hero? [laughs] No, Sandy. I'm just a Thunk.
-[growling] -[gasps, screams]
-[Gran yells] -[roaring]
[Eep and Ugga yelling]
[roaring]
-[panting] -HOPE: Hm...
[slow-motion yelling, roaring]
[growling]
[yelling]
[woozy growling]
-[snarling] -[Thunk humming]
-Boop. [laughs]
[roaring]
[all cheering]
-Great work, Thunder Sisters.
This calls for a victory cheer! Thunk?
-Okay. Uh... Ooh! Got one.
When I say thunder, you say thunder!
-Thunder! -THUNDER SISTERS: Thunder!
-And when I say sisters, you say thunder again!
-Sisters. -SISTERS: Thunder again! What? Thunder?
-Hm. Let's workshop it and do a dry run tomorrow.
-Or we skip the victory cheer
and have a victory feast instead.
-Whoa. Bold, risky,
but that juice is worth the squeeze.
Especially if there's freshly squeezed juice.
GRAN: We put this off to run in circles,
so no more hammerhead horseplay!
-Let's eat... Huh? -HOPE: But first, a toast.
-Oh, seriously?
-To Thunk, for showing us how wrong we were.
-And how right we are
with him on our side.
SISTERS: To Thunk!
-[cheering] -Enough mush!
Time for meat sweats!
-EEP: Wait! -Oh, come on!
-What about the Thunder Sifters? -The Thunder who what now?
-Thunder Sifters! Dad, Grug, and Guy.
-They went to the Shock Swamp, and they're still gone.
-Well, they find stuff, right? -Yeah.
-So they'll find their way home. Problem solved.
-We're walking in circles!
-To confuse the ramacondas.
It's a rudimentary evasion tactic.
-[sighs] We've passed this tree whatever comes after two times.
-Of course. And do you know why?
-We're lost? -Wrong!
We're the Thunder Sifters,
a team that finds things together,
including a way to escape this swamp
before ramacondas devour us...
-Ah! -[growling]
[hissing]
Never mind!
Every man or man-beast for himself!
-[screaming] -[Grug gasps]
[hissing roar]
[screaming]
-We can't outrun a ramaconda!
-[Guy panting, yelling] -I know! Just gotta outrun Phil!
Or you!
-I am never teaming up with you guys again!
[snarling]
Until we team up again!
[roaring]
* *