[grunts in effort]
[screams, grunts] [snarling]
♪
- Ooh! Ooh! Just remember, if anything goes wrong,
punch first and ask questions later.
- Grug... - I know. It's just we're leaving,
Bettermans are leaving, Gran is doing who knows what as usual.
[creature snarls] [Gran growling]
[yelling]
- Dad, relax. I've got this.
- See? That's why we're putting Eep in charge while we're gone.
- You're putting Eep in charge? I don't think so,
because we're putting Dawn in charge.
- Right because she's a Betterman.
- What's that supposed to mean?
- It means we've been teaching Dawn
the rules of the farm ever since she was born.
- No eating in bed, no eating between meals,
no eating with your mouth open.
Actually, there's a whole bunch of eating ones.
- Well, we've been teaching Eep the rules of survival
ever since she was born. Tell 'em, Eep!
- Don't die? - Exactly,
and it's the only rule that matters. - To a wild animal, perhaps.
- You know what this means, right? - Power struggle?
- No! It means you and I can run the farm however we want.
Together! - Oh yeah! That's way better.
- Because you are an animal!
- Look, there's no need to argue about who's in charge.
- Right, because Eep and I will both be in charge,
so you're all... [intensely]: banished from the farm!
- Uh, she's kidding. We're not mad with power.
- Or are we?
[evil laughter]
Sorry. I got carried away.
- ♪ 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 ♪
- Just remember, when in doubt, ask yourself, "what would Grug do?"
And then do the opposite. [Grug growls]
- And remember your ABCs.
BOTH: Always Be cleaning.
- No! Always be looking over your shoulder
because a predator could strike at any time. So, A...
B... J... Q...
Think there might be a T in there... - Wait!
If you're leaving, wh-who's gonna make me breakfast
a-and toast my toast and spread my bounceberry jam
and top off my papaynapple juice?
- Ask Eep and Dawn. They're in charge while we're gone.
- New management, huh? Okay! Let's give it a whirl.
I'll take my breakfast on the veranda, I like my chickenseal eggs runny,
and my berry cakes fluffy!
- Huh. I'm surprised I wasn't put in charge.
You know, because I survived on my own in the wild all those years.
- Do you wanna be in charge, Guy-boy?
- Me? No. [laughs]
I trust you and Dawn. Plus,
being in charge is a lot of pressure. This headache's all yours.
- Aw! Thanks for not making it weird.
Mom, Dad, we're gonna miss you so much.
Now, get outta here. - We'll be back tomorrow night!
- We know. HOPE: Just remember, fear is your friend.
So is panic. And running and hiding. They're all your pals!
- And my lab is off limits!
- For everyone but me. Got it.
- No! For everyone!
- At night. - At all times!
- On it. - Now, if eelgles attack--
- They won't. - Oh! Oh! And if you run out of water--
- We won't. - Of course, the farm is most vulnerable to air attack.
I could build a protective dome over everything before we go...
EEP/DAWN: Don't! - No sudden movements!
Sleep with both eyes open! Use the buddy system!
- Dad! Go!
I thought they'd never leave.
♪
[growling, snarling] [barking]
So, what should we do first? DAWN: Well,
normally, we clean the kitchen first, then the living room, then the bedrooms...
- Dawn! We're in charge now, remember?
- You're right. What was I thinking? Let's clean the bathroom first.
- Dawn, you're not getting it! Those are our parents rules.
But, they're not here. Which means we can do whatever we want.
We can take Chunky Cat out for a joy ride,
or go night diving.
- Or eat a piece of cake with a dinner fork instead of a dessert fork!
- Ooh! Or, we can make Thunk breakfast!
That's a fun and cool thing we could do, right, G-man?
- Don't ask me, T-bone. I'm not in charge.
I'm just along for the ride. [sighs] [panting, growling]
No weight on my shoulders and nothing on my mind.
[laughs] Wait, is this what it's like to be you?
- Pretty much! - Huh. Now, I get it.
This is nice. DAWN: This is nice
because if there are no rules,
that means we can do... anything?
- Anything. - [deep voice]: Yes! No rules!
[cheering]
I am totally not putting that chair back. No rules!
- No rules!
♪
[roaring]
[laughing, cheering]
[laughing, yelling]
- Yeah! - Woo!
[grunting]
- I know you guys said there was breakfast in here,
but I'm just... I'm not seeing it. Are you guys sure--
[screaming, grunting]
- Trampoline combo go!
[grunting, yelling]
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
[laughs] You're up, Dawn. Bounce this baby to the bone!
- [panting] Trampoline combo whoa!
[grunting]
- Trampoline combo no!
[grunting]
[punch monkeys screeching]
- Phil said...
[imitating]: the maximum occupancy for the elevator is four.
- And Phil's way off because there's room for one more.
But not one more Chunky!
- Chunky, no!
[smash] [grunting]
- Phil's lab minus one Phil.
♪
[laughing]
ALL: Sash! Sash! Sash! Sash! Sash! Sash! Sash!
[cheering] [sloths chirping]
- [sighs] No rules. [cheering]
♪
- No... [yawns] rules...
- No rules! - Ah!
[grunts] Eep, what are you doing?
- What are you doing? - Uh, going to bed?
- Why? - Because it's bedtime?
- Dawn! No rules means no bedtime!
- Whoa. This is uncharted territory. What do we do?
- We stay up all night.
- Yes! Because this is our time! Our moment!
Sorry. I drank way too much bitter bean juice at dinner,
and now I can't close my eyes, and I'm just gonna go run in circles
until the sun comes up. Woohoo!
- Hm. No sleep. - No sleep!
BOTH: Awake boom!
[snoring]
- Ah! Ah. Dawn? You awake?
- [gasps] Wide awake! - Me, too!
This is the best! - The best!
- But, maybe...
we should get a little sleep.
Just so we're fresh for tomorrow.
Not because we have to.
- No, because we want to. It's our choice.
[both sigh]
[soft snoring]
♪
[snoring]
[gasps]
[Eep yawns]
- You ready for another rule-free day of fun?
I was thinking we could do a cart race down the hill.
- Definitely against the rules,
so we're doing it. THUNK: And I was thinking
we could make me breakfast because I am starving.
- Thunk, if you want breakfast, make it yourself.
- But that's not how this works.
Someone else makes me breakfast, and I eat it.
- Not anymore. Grab yourself some breakfast pie, T-bone.
- It's not scrambled eggs, but it is pie,
so yes.
[Sandy snarls] Hey! That's my pie!
[panting] [gasp] And that's my spot!
Do you know how long it took me
to mold that spot to my body?
- No rules, Thunk. Couch is fair game, [Sandy giggles]
just like Phil's lab equipment, which I'm totally using.
[boom] Ah! [laughs]
Awesome. [Eep laughs]
- No rules! - No rules!
- [gasps] Hey! Why are you wasting pie?
- Because we can! We can do whatever we want!
Parents are so wrong! We don't need rules!
[monkeys shrieking] - What was that?
[growls] - It sounds like punch monkeys,
but where is it coming from?
- Let's take a look on mirror window.
♪
[monkeys chattering]
Got 'em! GUY: Are they knocking on the gate?
Why are they knocking?
They're punch monkeys, not knock monkeys.
- And I think they wanna come in.
- Punch monkeys aren't allowed inside the wall.
- Is what our parents would say because they have rules,
but we don't. - Maybe the punch monkeys aren't all bad.
In fact, I bet if we give them a chance--
[boom] GUY: Ah!
I should really stop making these coco-booms.
- Well, Dawn, what do you say?
- I say "Let. Them. In."
BOTH: Let them in! Let them in!
- Who's gonna clean up this mess? Usually, I make the mess,
and then someone else cleans it up. EEP: Not anymore!
You want that mess cleaned up? You can clean it up yourself.
[panting] [monkeys chattering]
- Clean it up myself...
Huh. Never tried that before. Interesting.
[grunting]
♪
[screeching]
[grunting]
- What'd he say? - He said they heard us having fun.
[screeches] Ow. And they want in.
- See? Our parents are totally wrong about this!
Fun brings everyone together, even punch monkeys.
- Guy, ask them if they want a cart race.
[grunting] [monkeys screeching]
Oh, and tell them it used to be totally against the rules,
just like them being here. But, things have changed around here.
- Yeah. Tell 'em we're running a brave new farm.
Except for the treehouse because if our parents find out
we let the punch monkeys go in there, none of us will be safe.
[grunting] [screeching]
[shrieking] [Guy yelling]
GUY: Teeth! Why would you do that?!
They said yes! And everything's going dark.
EEP: Okay, guys. First one to the bottom wins.
- Other than that, no rules.
[shrieks]
- Ow! They wanna know if you really mean that.
- Of course we mean it!
[growls]
- Ready, set... Hey, no fair!
- We did say no rules. GUY: Go, go, go!
♪
- There goes your head start!
[growls] Ah!
Hey! Who's throwing papaynapples?
- Well, we are in a no rules race against the punch monkeys, so...
- No problem! We can not play by the rules, too!
[grunting] [shrieks]
Yes! Chew on that!
[shrieking] [all grunt]
What-- They can't do that! [all grunt]
- Actually, they can!
That's the thing about not having rules.
I thought we covered that. Ah!
[all grunt]
- So, what can we do? - We can do anything!
We can use a vine to pull them outta their cart!
- Do we have a vine? - No!
[grunting] - Oh! We can use bounceberries
to make their wheels sticky and slow them down!
- Do we have bounceberries? - No!
Maybe we should just ram our cart into theirs!
- Good idea. No rules! GUY: Ah!
No good! EEP: No kidding!
- And no brakes!
[all screaming]
I guess we lost the race!
GUY: Yeah! But it's worth it! This view is sublime!
- Yeah, it's great, but we should probably get out of this cart before it crashes!
- Good call! Crashing is the worst!
- Okay! Everybody jump on three!
One-- [crash]
[grunts]
[Eep growls]
- What'd he say? - "Chew on that."
- I'm starting to rethink rethinking the rules.
Our parents are not going to be happy about this.
I know, especially my dad.
The outhouse is his favorite place on the farm!
But, it's a small price to pay for freedom.
- True, and at least the damage is out here
and not in the treehouse.
- Oh no. They're headed for the treehouse! [chattering]
- Oh no, they're not. [whistles]
Sandy, you can outrun a punch monkey, right?
[growling]
Translate for me, Guy-boy. GUY: Whoa!
- Good race, punch monkeys! You're pretty fast.
[grunting]
But, are you fast enough to catch Sandy?
[grunting]
[panting] [growling]
[howls]
[monkeys shrieking]
Okay, bought us some time. Let's get to work.
- What on flat Earth happened?
I just finished cleaning up the other mess! [gasps]
EEP: We let the punch monkeys come inside the wall,
but we can't let them come inside the treehouse.
- Right. So, how do we keep them out?
- Well, if I was in charge, which I'm not,
I'd draw up a blueprint of the entire treehouse
to identify possible entry points. Hm?
And then, if I was in charge, which I'm not, I'd set up
a bunch of booby traps at said entry points, so they couldn't get in.
- Guy-boy, how would you like to be in charge of keeping the punch monkeys out?
- Yes! Don't get me wrong, going along for the ride has its perks,
but nothing beats calling the shots.
- I'm all for whatever it is you guys are cooking up here,
but do me a favor? Keep it clean. - Are you okay?
- I'm not sure. I just put something where it belongs!
And instead of leaving crumbs, I'm sweeping brooms.
I used to watch window. Now, I'm cleaning it!
I don't know who I am anymore! Ah!
[panting] [screeching]
[grunting]
♪
[screaming]
BOTH: Yeah!
- Okay, we're ready. Where are the punch monkeys?
- Let's check mirror window. - Ah-ah! I'll do it.
Don't want you leaving smudges.
[Sandy panting]
- Looks like Sandy ran too fast and lost the punch monkeys.
- Ah, and now the punch monkeys are trying to get into the treehouse!
- [laughs] Not on our watch! Let's show these punch monkeys
we can punch back. DAWN: Whoa!
[chattering]
- Let's shake it till we make it.
[both grunting]
Ha!
BOTH: Boom!
- Now! Ha ha! [shrieks]
[chattering]
- Coco-boom!
[shrieking]
DAWN: Monkey see,
monkey don't.
[shrieks]
- Uh, can I interest you in a banana?
[shrieking]
- Spin it to win it! [laughs] Yeah!
♪
- Well, they're gone.
But the mess isn't. And would it kill any of you to use a coaster?!
[bang, gasping] - What was that? An earthquake?
- Worse. It's a punch-quake. [monkeys chattering]
I think they're trying to punch their way in.
- Or punch us out! - Either way,
we have a punch problem. Guy,
you think you can punch some sense into them?
- Into punch monkeys? No. [sighs] But I'll try.
♪
[growling] [grunting]
You make a great point. Oh! Ah! [chattering]
I feel the same way. No hard feelings.
- How's it going out here? GUY: Not to punch my own horn,
but I think I punched them into leaving.
- That's great! I can't handle one more mess today. [laughs]
You know what? We should all celebrate together.
Come on in, punch monkeys! [growl, shrieking]
- No-- Thunk! - Oh. I'll get the broom.
[monkeys chattering]
[objects clattering]
♪
[belches]
- I was so wrong about rules.
- Yeah because without rules, this happens.
[chattering, screaming]
- The good news is our parents aren't here to see this.
- Yet! But, we need to stop the punch monkeys
before they get back.
- Maybe we don't stop them. Maybe we join them.
- What are you talking about? - The punch monkeys love to break rules.
Let's see how much rule-breaking they can handle, hm?
- But, I thought we agreed we need rules.
- We do, right after we break every single one of them.
- Makes perfect sense.
Fruit fight! [monkeys chatter]
[shrieking] [gasping]
- [sighs] No point in cleaning until this is all over.
[grunting] [chattering]
- Tree surfing!
[monkeys shrieking]
EEP/DAWN: Woohoo! [smash]
♪
Cart jousting!
EEP: Yeah! [shrieking]
[crash] [both laughing]
One more, and we'll set a new new elevator record!
Come on, Chunky!
[shrieking]
[smash] [monkeys yelling]
Monkey bounce!
[all grunt]
- I think they're running out of steam!
- So, let's turn up the heat!
[all panting] [monkeys chattering]
Come on, punch monkeys! Roll with the punches!
[all panting] And the boulders!
♪ loud dance music playing ♪
[drumming, laughter]
[snoring]
- Oh! What's the matter, punch monkeys?
You can't handle a good time?
- Yeah! The night's young!
We're just getting started!
[giggling]
- We did it! And with plenty of time before our parents get back!
♪ muffled music ♪
- What is that noise? Is that drumming? Where's it coming from?
- I'm guessing the treehouse. - And I'm guessing
the kids are breaking most, if not all, the rules.
- Well, they're certainly breaking
the "no percussion instruments after dark" rule!
- And those lights are like a big flashing sign that says,
"Hey, predators! Delicious kids here! Come eat us!"
- When I'm done with those kids,
they will never break another rule.
- No. When we're done with those kids, [knuckles crack]
they'll never break another rule.
- [whispering]: This is the last of them, right?
- [whispering]: Yup. You wanna do the honors?
- Feels good to get these monkeys off our backs. [grunts]
[snoring] EEP: You know,
they're kinda cute when they're sleeping.
- They sure are, Eep. They sure are.
- Well, we did it. And we've learned a valuable lesson.
- Rules are there for a reason.
But, if you get in trouble because you broke the rules,
you can fix things by breaking more rules.
GRAN: Good lesson.
That takes care of one mess,
but what are you gonna do when your parents see this mess?
[chickenseals clucking]
[growling]
- Well, I know what I'm gonna do. [grunting]
Eep, let me rip!
- Sorry, Dawn. I don't think we can launch our way out of this.
- Well, whatever you do, you'd better do it quick.
I clocked your parents headed home on my way back.
- "Way back"? From where? - What's with all the questions?!
- I-it was just the one question.
- One too many. Now, I'll go slow 'em down.
That'll buy you some time to figure this out.
- You're gonna help us? Why?
- Because I was young once, too,
before the moon was born.
And stop asking so many questions!
- Okay, we don't have much time. What are we gonna do?
- ABC. Always Be Cleaning.
- Did someone say clean?
- Seriously, who are you?
PHIL: I just hope they didn't touch my lab
because that's my place.
- Or the outhouse because that's my place.
[yelling] [all grunt]
- Mom! What are you-- - Shh!
I'm saving your lives.
There's a pack of angry scorpulions on the prowl.
- What? Scorpulions are jungle dwellers.
They prefer a balmy climate.
Why would scorpulions be prowling around here?
- Oh no! Scorpulions!
[yelling] [hitting]
Too many questions.
[snoring]
[screaming]
♪
[grunting]
[humming]
[muttering]
[grumbling] - Hyah!
- The kitchen is spotless.
- The branches outside are perfectly pie-free.
- The outhouse is... an outhouse again.
♪
- Ah, ha! We caught you!
- Oh. Hey, Dad. I'm just writing in my bark journal.
- Mm-hmm. I'm making a scented candle.
[sniff, sighs] Lavender. Mm-mmm.
- I'm, uh... [nervous laugh] sitting on this chair that I never left
because nothing happened and everything is normal.
- I'm painting a portrait of all of you.
And Sandy's sharpening an ax.
[scraping] [giggling]
- Wait... Everything looks fine.
- Better than fine. It's cleaner than we left it.
No crumbs, no dirt, no fires.
- And no one's been eaten.
- Yep. We were just enjoying a quiet night
of cleaning and following the rules.
- I see. But what about the drumming?
- Just a little cleaning music.
- And those lights? - You need light to see dirt.
Ooh! I missed a spot.
- Well, now I know something's wrong. Thunk, give me that broom!
- [whispering]: I don't know if I can. - Is it so hard to believe
we could take care of ourselves?
- Yes, because you're kids, and kids don't follow the rules.
- These kids do.
- I guess so. Looks like everything's fine.
You guys did a great job.
- Oh, Dawn! I knew you could do it.
I'm so proud of you!
And I'm so tired.
- That's probably just the scorpulion venom.
We all got stung on our way back.
- Fortunately for us, Gran was there to chase them off.
Never got to thank her though. She was gone when she woke.
Probably still out there, exacting vengeance.
♪
- Anyway, it was a long day, and I'm seeing double.
So, good night. [overlapping good nights]
- Phew! That was close!
But we pulled it off. - Yep,
and our parents will never know what really happened.
No rules. - No rules.
[Sandy howling]
THUNK: I'm starving!
What? I am.
♪
- What's this?
♪
[explosion] [all yell]
GRUG: Kids!
- I might have missed a coco-boom.
- So, we need to find a new place to live.
♪
♪ theme music playing ♪