- [screams, grunts] - [snarling]
*
[grunting]
- Chunky! Hey, buddy!
Up for a rumble? And no biting this time.
I promise to keep my teeth to myself.
[grumbles]
[howling in distance]
Wolfspiders.
PHIL: Ooh. Almost there...
And they said the wheel couldn't be reinvented.
- Ha! [gasps] - [howling in distance]
Wolfspiders.
*
- Little trick from my wandering days, Douglas.
Gotta work smarter, not harder. You're welcome.
[howling in distance]
Wolfspiders... Hm.
[growling]
- [Grug sighs] - PHIL: Step aside, Grug.
I built this farm, which is why
I've built the Betterman Tresgasser to protect it.
It emits toxic gas that makes intruders go away.
- I wish youwould go away
'cause this is a punch problem, Phil,
and that means I'mthe guy.
- Did someone say "Guy?" [laughs] Good call.
I know how to take care of wolfspiders.
Had to deal with them all the time
when I was out there on my own. Voilà.
[imitates angelic singing]
Wolfspiders love scream fruit.
I will use it to lure them away.
- Hm? - [roaring]
GRAN: Thunder Sisters!
- [women screaming] - [coughing]
- Or the Thunder Sisters will take care of it. Again.
* 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 *
[snarling]
THUNK [echoing]: Where there is darkness,
there is also light.
A beacon of hope known as...
the Thunder Sisters!
- [yells] - Fireheart!
- [grunts] - Bloodhorn!
- [yells] - Sister Sunset.
[growling]
- Seeker. - [growling]
- [grunting] - Bog Water!
[grunting]
[yelling]
Queen O'Wimmins.
[panting] And me! Thunk!
Drink up. Fighting is thirsty work.
[all yelling]
- You know why we're not out there? You two.
- Me? It's not my fault. It's Phil's fault!
- Oh, a-and your fault. - That's true, if by my fault,
you mean I'm totally blameless,
and you two are to blame in every way.
- [yells] What are you waiting for, hot shots?
Get in there!
Oh, wait. You can't because you got yourselves
stuck in a web.
- [laughing] - [struggling]
- EEP: Gran, look out! - Ah!
[roaring]
[yelling]
Gah! Nice save, Fireheart!
And other Thunder Sister!
- [yelping] - DAWN: Oh yeah! [laughs]
GRAN: Well done, Thunder Sisters.
Another notch on the victory belt!
You know what that means...
- Yes! Wait, I actually don't know what that means.
- It means it's time to celebrate
with a victory feast!
[cheering]
- Hey! What about us?
[grunting]
Well, I could've done that!
If I had a spear. And I wasn't stuck in a web.
- [thunder crashes] - [Thunder Sisters cheering]
*
[sighing]
- [loud sigh] It's not fair!
Victory feasts, cool nicknames, face paint,
all the fighting you could ever want!
Why aren't weThunder Sisters?
Everyone else on the farm gets to be one.
- I'm no stranger to exclusion.
My whole life, I've been excluded by my peers, my elders,
my youngers, my tribe, my family, my pets.
And... by excluded,
I mean Iexcluded them, especiallythe pets.
- Have you guys ever just asked if you could be Thunder Sisters?
- Are you suggesting we make our deepest desires known?
- By saying them? Out loud? With words?
- Yeah. Follow me.
[both sigh]
- Here's to us winning again!
- Because we're awesome! As usual.
- I've never seen so many wolfspiders!
Except for every time we fight wolfspiders!
- It was scary and dangerous,
and I loved it!
- You want scary and dangerous?
Lemme tell you about the time
I was attacked by a ramaconda,
the most dangerous beast the Thunder Sisters ever faced.
[grunting] I was all alone,
throwing fists like my life depended on it.
The only reason I'm not dead is because
my sisters showed up and saved my--
Hey! Where'd you come from?
- Wha-- Wh-who? Us? - Yeah!
This feast is for Thunder Sisters only.
- Oh, uh-- I mean, we were-- I mean, we were [laughs]--
[sighs] we were thinking, uh...
A-a-and you can say no, and i-i-it's just an idea--
- Spit it out! - We wanna be Thunder Sisters!
- The three of you wanna be Thunder Sisters?
[laughing]
Oh, the three of you wanna be Thunder Sisters.
Well, that's... great.
- Thank you, dear. So, that's one vote in favor.
What say you, other Thunder Sisters?
- Grug, being a Thunder Sister means
you have to listen to other people.
Do you think you can do that?
- What? Look...
The point is I'd make a great Thunder Sister.
You know I can handle myself in a fight.
- Well, that's true.
- Punching is his passion. - And I think we can all agree
that this organization could benefit
from my administrative acumen and infinite inventiveness.
- That's also true. Phil's very bossy,
and his inventions are lifesavers.
One word. Outhouse.
- And I offer things, too.
- GRAN: Mm... - Oh, right. Examples. Well,
my days of surviving in the wild have taught me a thing or two.
Like the time I escaped from a couple of hungry mahi-mahyenas
by stranding myself on an island and befriending two coconuts
I named Stan and Gary.
*
- Do not get him started on Stan and Gary.
- So, are we Thunder Sisters?
- Hm, lemme think about it for a-- No!
- What? Why? - Being a Thunder Sister
is about cooperating, pitching in, and helping out.
You three rock-heads were too busy bickering back there
to bust heads!
- Come on, Gran. Give them a chance.
- That's two votes! Besides, you gave Thunk a chance.
How could we be less qualified than him?
- Sweet drink coming up, sisters.
- Just gotta grab this honey. - [bees buzzing]
- Thunk may not be brave or strong
or fast or clever,
but he's a team player,
and that's what being a Thunder Sister is all about.
- And I keep everyone fed and hydrated.
That means I'm our secret weapon.
- No, you're not! - I am though.
- Surely, there must be some way to persuade you.
- You're gonna keep bugging me about this, aren't you?
ALL: Uh-huh!
- [groans] Fine!
If you wanna be Thunder Sisters so badly,
you'll have to prove you can be part of the team
by surviving the team trials!
- Let the team trials begin! - [thunder]
- Wait! I think I hit honey. - [bees buzzing]
[screaming]
- Sometimes, Thunder Sisters get stuck in a jam.
- And we love it! - Because we always work together to get out.
So, for your first trial, all you have to do
is get out of this cave together.
- Good luck. - [both grunting]
- So, you'll leave us the vines or--
Oh. Huh.
Fair enough. Well, don't worry, fellas.
I've been trapped in lots of caves before,
and the most important thing is don't panic.
- Why would we panic? I'mhere.
I'll simply fashion a ladder from sticks and vines,
and we'll be out of here in no time.
- I've got a better idea. [grunts]
We'll punch our way out.
- There are no bad ideas, except for those.
So, let's just do what I do every time I've escaped a cave,
which, again, is a lot [laughs],
and follow the feather.
If the air can get outta here,
- so can we. - [Grug grunting]
*
Almost there!
[sticks clicking]
- I don't know why you're wasting your energy.
My ladder isthe way out.
- I just need 437 more sticks. - Hey, guys!
So, following the feather totally worked!
Just like it always does. So, follow me,
- and we'll get outta here together. - No thanks, Guy.
We're 437 sticks away from freedom.
Ooh! Make that 436!
- And this rock is getting softer by the punch!
Or it might just be my fist bones.
- [roaring in distance] - [gasps]
- And that might be a bearacuda.
And by might be, I mean definitely is.
- You were saying something about an exit? - [roaring in distance]
- 435.
- Come on, Phil! We're leaving!
- [panting] - [Phil screaming]
- Where are those numb-necks?!
- Maybe we should've put them in an easier cave.
One without walls. - Yeah, we did it! [laughs]
- Who's we?
- Where's Grug and Phil?
- Found a shortcut.
Just had to punch through a bunch of rock to get to it.
- What about Phil? - [Phil panting]
- Victory.
I located a stick stash on the way out,
and finished my ladder.
I told you I'd get us out of there.
- So, what now? Are we in?
- No! I said you all had to get out together,
but you all went solo. Next trial!
- Well, I didn't know I was going solo!
That's gotta count for something! Right?
[thunder crashes]
GRUG: So, all we have to do is get through the obstacle course
and cross the finish vine?
[scoffs] I can do this with my eyes closed!
- Funny you should say that.
- Cucumbeet slices? [gasps] Are my eyes puffy?
- Not yet. [growls] - What Gran means
is sometimes when you fight,
you can't see what you're fighting.
- Yeah, because it's dark or there's smoke
or someone steals your eyeballs!
- Some of those are more likely than others. So,
in this trial, your eyes will be covered, but you'll have each other.
- B-but none of us can see! - [Guy scoffs]
- No problem! It's like the time
I got stung in the face by a scorpulion.
Couldn't see a thing for three days,
but I still found my way back to camp.
I'll never go hiking in Venom Valley again.
- See? Guy gets it. - So, when does this start?
- Will you count down or-- - Go!
- Okay. Guys, all we have to do is stick together.
If we hold hands,
we'll get through this no problem.
You're both already gone, aren't you?
*
[grunts, groans]
[Grug pants]
[grunting]
- Okay. Um...
Ah! Oh.
- [Grug grunts] - EEP: Wow.
They're so lucky they can't see what we're seeing.
GRUG: Ow! Who put a tree in the woods?!
- I think they can do it.
- Why? Thunder Sisters work together,
and they... don't.
PHIL: [grunts] Guy? Is that you?
Why do you feel like a log?
- What are you talking about?
I mean, that first trial was a disaster,
and this one is even worse!
Oh, I see what you mean.
But, I still think they're gonna make it.
- So?! Did we win?!
[Guy panting]
- Not exactly. - Next trial!
[thunder crashes]
Thunder Sisters get hurt all the time.
We bleed, we pass out,
we lie on the ground for days, screaming in pain!
But, we never cry.
- More importantly,
we never leave a Thunder Sister behind. So,
in this final trial,
you three are going to work together
to get some wounded Thunder Sisters
- across this ravine. - [Phil gasps]
- And will you two be playing
the roles of wounded Thunder Sisters?
- I guess you are the smart one.
- Now, get to it! - [clears throat]
- [stilted]: Oh no. We are wounded.
- [stilted]: And I'm dying. Get me home,
before I snap you like twigs!
- Here's the plan. I'm gonna throw them across the ravine.
- Actually, there's an easier way-- - Wrong.
I'm going to build an intricate system of pulleys and vines
to transport them across in a tastefully appointed basket.
- Guys-- - That'll take forever. I'm throwing them.
- Grug, they were wounded in battle,
- not turned into coconuts. - Ah, that's too bad
'cause I can throw a coconut way farther than a person.
- Guys! It's a teamworktrial!
So, maybe we should work togetheras a team
and carry them across on that log!
- Too easy. - There's one thing we can agree on.
- I-I don't agree! - [overlapping arguing]
- This may be a lost cause.
- It was a lost cause before we started!
*
- I can't believe they didn't let us into the Thunder Sisters.
- I can!
We failed every one of their team trials.
There's literally no reason to let us in.
- Well, I'm not gonna let teamwork
stop me from being a Thunder Sister.
- There has to be a way. - There is.
We somehow show them that we canwork together.
- Yes! And I know precisely how to do that.
By teaming up to defeat the greatest threat
the Thunder Sisters have ever faced.
A ramaconda.
- A ramaconda? Those things are ferocious
and nearly unstoppable!
I saw one eat a volcano once!
- Yeah. I mean, I-I wanna be in the Thunder Sisters,
but not if I have to die.
- You're not going to die
because we're not fighting a ramaconda.
- But you just said we werefighting a ramaconda.
- Exactly.
- I hate it when he does that.
[hissing]
[rock music]
[yells]
[grunting]
- Hm?
* I'm gonna ride *
[straining, grunt]
* Ride it to the edge *
[struggling]
* Ride it to the e... *
* Edge... *
* To the edge! *
[intense music]
- [grunts] - THUNK: Great form, sisters!
Looking good. Hope, can I get you anything?
Water? Snack? Hot towel?
- I'm good. - No, you're great.
- Dawn? - [Dawn growling]
- [laughs] Nice attack growl.
Veryscary. Now, who needs a spritz?
- I hope they're okay. Grug doesn't handle rejection well.
- [grunts] I was really pulling for them,
but, in hindsight, Dad, Guy, and Phil together
isa recipe for disaster.
- [roaring in distance] - [Thunk yells]
- Wolfspiders? They came back for seconds?
- Nah, that's not wolfspiders.
- [Sandy growls] - Hm...
- Are you... gonna tell us what it is?
- Practice is over, sisters. It's game time.
- Guess not!
- Uh, okay. Uh, I-I'll be right behind you with some snacks
that will hopefully take a while to make,
so I'll miss whatever's making that sound.
[rumbling, squeaking]
*
- What is that?
[creaking, wheeze]
GRAN: I think it's supposed to be a ramaconda...
GRUG: Did someone say ramaconda?
Don't worry, Thunder Sisters!
The Thunder Misters will handle this!
Meet Fist Puncher! Pow!
- Intellectricity! - [zapping]
- And Guyphoon!
[imitates wind]
- Guy, why are you making that noise? - It's the wind!
Like a typhoon? Because I'm Guyphoon?
- I thought a typhoon was like a tidal wave.
- [straining]: No, you're thinking of a tsunami.
- The Thunder Misters? - PHIL: Yes!
We're a team, and we're going to save the farm.
- So, your faces...
What's happening? Tell me the story.
- What do you mean? It's face paint.
Just like you guys have.
Stan loves it. Gary, not so much.
- Please! Do not get him started on Stan and Gary.
- But [sighs], my quads are burning.
When can we get out of these poses?
- Right now! Because we're going to save the farm!
*
- [panting] - [sighs, groaning]
DAWN: Go, Thunder Misters!
You can beat that ramaconda!
- Dawn, that's not a real ramaconda.
- I know, but I still hope they beat it.
- [weak roar] - [rattling]
- You picked the wrong farm to attack, ramaconda!
[grunting]
Punch! Ah!
Because you're facing the Thunder Misters!
And the Thunder Misters
always work together!
How we doing? You think they're buying it?
PHIL: They're speechless with awe, but go easy on the punches
or our ramaconda will crumble.
You keep at it, while I prepare for the grand finale.
[yelling, laughing]
- Oh! I bet you didn't seethat coming.
Because I am... covering your eyes,
which are real! [laughs]
[whispering]: You're nailing it, Belt and Sash.
Get ready for the big finish.
- [laughing] - [weak roaring]
And you definitely won't see the finishing blow
coming from Intelli... Intellec... Intellli...
- Phil! - [roars]
PHIL: That's right! Because you're facing the combined might
of the Thunder Misters!
And the punishing ballista of...
Intellectricity!
That's how you say it.
*
[thud, clatter]
- [sloths chirping] - [creaking]
- [grunts] - [wheezes]
Behold! I have slain the great and slithering menace!
- You mean we because we're a team that does everything together!
- Isn't that right, Guyphoon? - That's right!
And it's why we would make
great additions to any other team,
should they invite us to join them.
- Indeed! We're open to all offers,
and now the mortally wounded ramaconda will breathe fire
with its last breath.
[Thunk gasps]
I said it will breathe fire!
[panting, chirp]
[creaking]
[weak wheeze]
- [pop, hiss] - Eh, close enough.
[chirping]
The ramaconda is no more!
- Thanks to the teamwork of the Thunder Misters!
- You're welcome!
- Yes! That was awesome! Great show!
- Great job. You really pulled together
to beat that shamaconda.
- There's just one problem. - [hissing]
Your fake ramaconda attracted
a real ramaconda to the farm!
[heavy footsteps approaching]
- That wasn't deliberate,
but it is a testament to the craftsmanship of our--
[screams]
[roaring]
[screaming]
- Thunder Sisters! Attack!
- [yelling] - Uh, Thunder Misters!
A-also attack!
[half-hearted yelling]
[screaming]
[roars]
[yelling]
- Okay. Eep and Dawn, hit the head.
Hope and Ugga, body blows. Sandy, take out the tail.
- Okay, Eep. Boost me.
[yelling]
- [grunting] - [roars]
EEP: Dawn one, ramaconda ouch.
PHIL: Did someone say ouch?
Because I'mbringing the pain!
The ballista pain. Ah!
[screaming] My beloved ballista!
- [Grug grunts] - [Gran panting]
- Okay, if you create a diversion, I can sneak around
- and attack from the rear. Got it?
- Got it.
- [roaring] - [panting]
*
- Grug! What are you doing?
You're supposed to distract it!
- Yeah, I wasn't listening to anything you just said.
- I got the tail! [grunting] - [ramaconda roars]
- Ah! - Clearly, you don't! But maybe,
we could grab it together if we-- Ah!
- Alright. Standard tail tackle, Sandy.
You lock on, and I'll keep it guessing.
- [roars] - [panting]
THUNK: Woo! Yeah!
- [laughing] - Thanks, Thunk! Ah!
[grunting]
- [roars] - HOPE: Hang on!
- We're going for a ride. - DAWN: I wanna get off!
[screaming] I wanna get back on!
- [grunts] Got your back, Hope. - And your back's all mine, Dawn.
- And the front of this big-and-ugly is all mine!
Thunder uppercut!
[hiss]
[roars]
GRUG: Whoa.
- It's a symphony of righteous violence.
- Because they're cooperating. As a team.
- Hey, we should try doing that.
- Ah! - What can we do to help?
- Yes. It would appear that we bear some responsibility
- for this debacle. - Nothing gets by you, does it?
Fine. What's your plan?
- Uh... punch it?
- Eh. What's your real plan? - [fighting continues]
- [gasps] I could build a giant cage!
It'll just take a few thousand sticks and three to four days.
- That's even worse! - Here's an idea.
We lured that ramaconda tothe farm
with our fake ramaconda.
That means we can lure it awayfrom the farm.
- That's more like it. But,
can you pull it off as a team?
- Of course we can.
- Maybe? - I sincerely doubt it.
- [thunder] - [hissing]
GRUG: Why did we think we could do this?!
- I didn't! You two did!
- You're right! We're all to blame,
and it's too late to turn back now!
- Get ready to jump, Guy! - Uh, yeah!
I've been ready since we started!
- [creaking] - Ah!
- [all yell] - [roars]
[crash, groan]
Woo! Well, how about that? We did it!
- Or I did it, for all of us. - You?
I pushed. And I had you do the most dangerous stuff.
- All because I lead the way.
Without my heroic brilliance, you'd both be ramaconda snacks.
- [roaring] - [all scream]
GUY: Time to go!
GRAN: You asked to become Thunder Sisters,
and you proved you could work together as a team.
- So, my decision is-- - Wait!
Wait. [sighs]
The thing is we can work together as a team,
- but we hatedit. - [all gasp]
- It was insufferable. - Yeah. We are nota good fit.
- So, I guess what I'm saying is
if being Thunder Sisters means working together...
[scoffs] no thanks.
GRAN: Hm...
Works for me. Come on, Sisters!
It's feast time again!
- Wait, out of curiosity,
what was your decision going to be?
- [laughs]
Good question! Yah!
- Well, that's gonna haunt me for the foreseeable future.
- Come on, guys. Let's go wash this paint off.
- Yeah, I think I'm gonna do that alone. - Yes.
I believe it's best if we part ways as soon as possible.
It's nothing personal.
I just can't take another moment with either of you.
- I couldn't agree more. - Me, too.
Look at us. We're finally on the same page.
[all grunt]
ALL: No!
*
[theme music playing]