- [screams, grunts] - [snarling]
*
- [bird chirping] - [chuckles softly]
- Good morning, chirpy chirperman.
[yawns]
- [snickers menacingly] - [screams]
- Pillow fight! - [grunts]
- [laughs] It's on.
[both laughing, grunting]
*
- Oh, yeah, you better run.
[both laughing]
- [grunting] - [Phil groans]
- [Dawn yells] - [both groan]
- What is happening?
- It's the end of the world.
[Eep and Dawn laughing]
[both grunting]
- Whoa.
[laughing and grunting continue]
Dawn? Where'd you go?
[battle cry]
[groaning]
- [Dawn laughs] Are you okay?
- Yup. And that was an epic finishing move.
You're a pillow boss!
- It's the only weapon I'm allowed to use,
so I've made the best of it.
[grunting in effort]
[laughs]
What's that?
Does this tree grow luggage?
- That's not luggage.
That's my cave stuff!
- We found my cave stuff! - Whoa, whoa.
Cave stuff!
Also... ahh!
* 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 *
- Remember the day my family moved into the tree house?
- Sure, best day ever.
- Exactly. But I didn't trust you or your family yet
so I stashed all my favorite things in a tree
to make sure you wouldn't steal them.
But I forgot which tree until... now.
- Smart move.
I wouldn't have trusted me either.
So what's this?
- That's a shell I found on the beach when I was little.
- Ow! This is sharp.
- It sure is.
Way too sharp for a baby. I loved it.
- And this is one of my first paintings.
- That's a pretty flower.
- Pretty and dangerous.
It's called a chrysanthenumb.
It numbs any animal dumb enough to touch it.
- That's really cool. And terrifying.
Ooh. What's this? It just looks like a stick.
- It's actually my sleep stick.
- Oh, you used it for protection
against predators while you were sleeping?
- Ha, ha. No. I used it to get fresh air.
Lot of hot breath in a sleep pile.
[all snoring]
[grunts]
[blows]
Ah. Memories.
- Do you ever miss your old life?
You know, before you moved here?
- Not even a little.
I mean, look around.
Would you rather be here or in a dark stinky cave?
- I see your point.
- It's nice to have this stuff back though.
I'd thought I'd lost everything but my lucky aardshark tooth.
I keep that in my pillow.
Hmm. Wait, it's not here!
It must have fallen out during the pillow fight!
- Okay, don't worry.
We won't sleep until we find it.
- Eh, you know what?
I'm sure it'll turn up just like this stuff did.
But more importantly... [grunts]
- Oh, it's on again.
[both grunting and laughing]
Best pillow fight ever.
- Yeah! Too bad our pillows didn't survive the battle.
*
- It's okay. We've got more pillows.
- See? This place is the be-- - [Dawn grunts]
[grunts, laughs]
- [chuckles] Sorry. Pillow instinct.
- Never apologize for who you are.
And thanks for the pillow.
- Night. - Good night.
[groaning softly]
*
[groaning continues]
[muttering]
*
- [rooster crows] - [Eep snoring]
[yawning]
- What am I doing here?
*
[gasping, groaning softly]
[groans in pain]
[muttering]
*
- [body thuds] - [Eep snoring]
*
Again? Seriously?
*
[groaning and muttering softly]
*
- Huh? [gasps]
*
[Eep muttering]
Out for a little pillow payback, huh?
Well, I was waiting for you.
[groaning and muttering softly]
Wait, we're not doing a pillow fight?
Right. Because it's time for midnight mayhem!
Oh-ho-ho, I am in!
So, what's the plan?
Wait, don't tell me. Let me guess.
Crowverine gliding? We just did that.
Quicksand swimming?
Right. Too much sand.
Okay, I give up. What are we doing?
Are your eyes closed?
That's new.
I'll take a piece of that action.
- [Eep groaning softly] - Okay. this isn't so bad.
A little scary, but I guess it's only a problem
if you run into a-- [groans]
Yup.
So how do you avoid trees?
- Eep? - [Eep snoring]
Are you not talking to me?
Are you mad about the pillow fight?
[snoring]
Whoa. You're asleep.
You're sleepwalking.
[gasps] What should I do?
Wait, why am I asking you? You're asleep.
Eep, wake up.
Eep, can you hear me?
It's Dawn!
You're sleepwalking, so wake up!
- [Eep groaning softly] - Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Where are you going now?
[Eep groaning]
Dad's ballista? Why do you have that--
Oh, no. You're gonna turn sleepwalking into sleep-flying.
It's too dangerous!
[Eep grunting softly]
[Dawn grunts sharply]
You're strong even when you're asleep!
Eep! Eep!
Wake up!
[mutters]
[gasps]
- Oh, no. It happened again.
- Again?
PHIL: Sleepwalking is a serious problem.
Fortunately, there's no problem I can't fix.
GRUG: Hey!
- Ugh! Why can't I fix this problem?
[clears throat] Anyway, back to your problem.
I can make sure you never sleepwalk again.
- Good. Because last night Eep almost went sleep-splat.
- And I don't wanna go splat, asleep or awake.
- Yes. It's best to avoid soaring in one's sleep.
Though, had you succeeded,
the data would have been invaluable.
- Dad, can you stop this or not?
- I can and will, through Betterman Mind Molding.
It's a complex scientific process
wherein I reconfigure your neural cortex
to obey my every command.
Are you ready to begin?
- Not sure what most of that means, but, yes.
- Wonderful.
Now look at the rock.
[eerie music plays]
- Is this it? This can't be it.
- [laughs] Of course it isn't.
Thisis it.
Now keep looking at the rock.
- [sighs] - Okay, Dad, we're gonna go.
- Thanks for trying, Phil.
- Wait. Don't go. It's working. I am now--
[snoring]
- Phil, if I find one more broken wheel
in my kitchen, I'm going to--
Betterman Mind Molding?
- Yup. - Yeah, it doesn't work at all.
Follow me.
- [grunts] And you're cured!
Hello? Eh-- Hmm.
HOPE: When I have trouble sleeping,
it's because I need to relax.
And one thing that relaxes me is the sound of wind chimes.
- That makes sense. Wind chimes are super boring.
- Right. And the more wind chimes you have,
the more relaxed you are.
- Mom, this is a lotof wind chimes.
- Because I have a lot of stress!
And all those wind chimes help me relax,
so turn on the fan!
*
- [wind gusting] - [chiming]
[yelling]: Isn't this relaxing?
- [yelling]: What? - I said, isn't this relaxing?
- I can't hear you!
I can't hear anything!
- I knew you'd like it!
- [yelling]: It's so loud! It's melting my brain!
- Turn it off! Turn it off!
[Dawn panting]
- Aah. I feel like a whole new me.
You're welcome.
- Uh--
- She feels hot.
Huh? And cold.
Actually, I can't tell.
That means she's sick. Or maybe I'm sick.
- Dad, I'm not sick. I'm sleepwalking, remember?
- And I hate it. - Maybe you're sleepwalking
because something's on your mind.
Is anything bothering you?
- Nope. Everything's great.
My life is a dream.
Except when I'm dreaming.
- Well, so much for that idea.
Hopefully sleepwalking is just temporary, honey.
So we can keep an eye on you until it stops.
- We should start an Eep-watch.
We'll take shifts to make sure she doesn't wander off and get hurt.
- Ugh. That's a terrible idea.
What we should do is start an Eep-watch.
We'll take shifts to make sure
she doesn't wander off and get hurt.
- Great idea, Grug.
- But he just said the exact same thing I did.
- No. You said what I said.
- Right. Before you said it.
- I don't think everyone watching me will help me stop sleepwalking.
- Sleepwalking? I'll fix ya. Come with me.
[footsteps receding]
- Now? - GRAN: Now!
[thunder rumbling]
*
- The lightning desert? - That's right.
Anything that ails ya can be cured with lightning.
- Can it? - Yeah. I'm pretty sure lightning is lethal.
- That's true. But not all the time.
- Now, let's go find the Lightning rock.
- Lightning rock? - Yeah.
It's a rock that gets hit by lightning.
And we're gonna grab it.
- On purpose? Wh-why?
- Well, how else are you gonna get struck by lightning?
- Uh... is that the lightning rock?
[thunder rumbling]
- What makes ya say that?
Ha! Just messin' with ya.
Come on. Let's get our lightning on!
Just grab on and wait for a nice, juicy bolt.
- Gran, I think this is a bad idea.
- What? Are you saying
trying to get struck by lightning is a bad idea?
- Yes, that's exactly what I'm saying.
- Maybe you should give Betterman Mind Molding another shot?
- What are you talking about?
This is foolproof.
Here, I'll show ya.
- [electricity crackling] - [grunting]
[groans]
- Gran! Are you okay?
- Argh. Who's Gran?
[gasps]
Ha! Just messin' with ya.
But, seriously, who's Gran?
EEP: So, maybe I'll just keep sleepwalking.
- Maybe you should never sleep again.
- Ooh! Maybe we should go to the lightning desert!
- Or maybe I should talk to the one person
who knows sleep better than anyone.
[panting]
- [electricity crackling] - [grunting]
- You came to the right guy.
Sleep is when you close your eyes
and then you fall asleep.
- I know what sleep is.
- Oh, great. Well, good night.
- No, Thunk, I'm walking in my sleep and I want to stop.
- Th-that sounds awful. I mean-- [chuckles]
I don't even like walking when I'm awake.
Hey, maybe this'll help.
I found the key to a good night's sleep is exercise.
- Whoa. I did not see that coming.
- Understandable.
I'm not known as a big fan of sweating.
Or moving at all.
But even I have to exercise if I want some solid Z's.
So every night, before I go to bed, I do this.
[grunts]
- Jumping jacks?
Okay. How many do you do?
- Uh, th-that's it. [chuckles] Oh, yeah.
Getting sleepy already. Good night.
[snoring]
- I don't know why I thought this was a good idea.
But today was so exhausting,
I doubt I have the energy to sleepwalk.
- That's the spirit.
[Eep snoring]
[groaning softly]
*
- [vase shatters] - Eep!
[Eep snoring]
Eep is sleepwalking! Eep is sleepwalking!
- Eep is sleepwalking?
- Yeah, that's what I said.
[both panting]
- Eep is sleepwalking?
DAWN: Yes. I've yelled that a bunch of times!
GRUG: Yeah, Guy, try to keep up.
[Eep snoring]
- Eep? Eep? Wake up.
- That's not gonna work.
Eep sleeps like a stone. We have to grab her.
Okay, honey.
Time to stop sleepwalking and start sleep-sleeping.
- [Eep grunts] - [Grug groans]
- [snoring continues] - [Grug groans]
- Easy, Eepyhead. We just wanna get you--
[screams, groans]
- Sorry, Eep. But I'm doing this for your own good.
- Hyah! - [Eep grunting]
[Dawn groaning]
[both groan]
- How did we all miss her? She's asleep.
- Awake or asleep, she's still Eep.
- What if she's trying to get over the wall again?
We need to cut her off.
[all panting]
*
- She's not here. Are we too late?
- [creature roars] - What is that?
[growling]
- How is she doing all this while she's asleep?
- Like I said. She's Eep.
[growling]
- Chunky. Don't you do it.
- EEP: Mm. Mm. - [growls]
- No, Chunky. Bad death cat!
Ugh! He never listens to me.
- Chunky! Get down.
[Chunky whines]
- Why does he listen to you?
- Because animals can sense
the kindness and generosity in me.
And I bring treats.
- [growls] - [Eep gasps]
- Mom? Why am I on Chunky?
Oh, no, I was trying to get over the wall again?
- You sure were, honey. Now, let's get you back to bed.
[grunts] Eep-watch starts now.
I'll take the first shift.
To the tree house, Chunky.
- I just wish we knew why Eep was sleepwalking.
- Right. And while you and Guy try to figure it out,
I'll get ready for my Eep-watch shift.
I'll track Eep like an eelgle,
all the time and never let her out of my sight,
even for a moment.
- Uh, actually, Eep-watch was my idea
so I'll take the next shift.
DAWN: Why don't you do it together?
Four eyes are better than two.
- That's a great idea, Dawn.
- [sarcastically]: Yeah. Great idea, Dawn.
- Really? - No.
*
DAWN: Hmm?
[gasps] That's it. Tooth!
*
- [scream fruit screaming] - Eep!
[exclaims]
- I need to stop eating scream fruit.
- No. You need to stop sleepwalking.
And I think I might now how.
- This is why you're my best friend. Spill.
- Okay. Remember when your mom asked if something was bothering you?
- Well, something is. - Wh-- It is?
- Yup. And this all started after you lost
your aardshark tooth, so--
- My aardshark tooth! Yes!
I'm a mess without that thing!
So, if we find it, I'll stop sleepwalking?
- Only one way to find out.
- I concur. [chuckles]
- Why are you two standing so close?
- We're on Eep-watch.
- To make sure you don't sleepwalk. - But it's daytime.
- Can't be too careful. Also, it was my idea.
- Well, it's a terrible idea.
- That's what I told Guy. Because it was his idea.
- Ha! So you admit it.
- That your idea was terrible? Yes.
- No. no. That's not-- Wait, where's Eep?
- Oh, no! [panting]
- Is this your aardshark tooth?
- Nope. That's one of mine!
- Uh-- Ugh.
GRAN: Make a path, log bumps!
[both scream]
[bodies thud]
*
[sniffing]
*
EEP: Hmm.
- Whoa! What about this tooth?
- That one's mine too!
[growling]
- [gasps] - Heads up, batboons!
[screaming]
- We've looked everywhere else,
so it's gotta be here.
- I'm sure we'll find it.
And if we don't, maybe your dad and Guy will.
*
Okay, this has to be your tooth.
- Hey, that's it! That's my--
- GRAN: Nope. Mine. - [screams, groans]
False alarm.
This one doesn't fit.
It's all yours. Come on, Sandy,
let's go knock Grug and Guy out of that tree.
- So that's it.
- Yep. This is my tooth.
- [laughs] Yeah! - Whoo!
[both laugh]
- Now I'm gonna stash it in my room
so it doesn't get lost or end up in Gran's mouth again.
- Gran sure loses a lot of teeth.
- Oh, those are loaners.
She lost her own teeth years ago.
[squeals] I'm so glad you found this, Dawn.
Thank you.
Now I can finally get a good night's sleep.
- Not me.
I'm gonna go brush my teeth for the rest of my life.
- [branch snaps] - [Grug and Guy screams]
[both groan]
- [groaning weakly] Eep-watch is going really well.
- [groaning weakly] Yeah. So far, so good.
[snoring]
- [whispering]: That tooth did the trick.
- She's sleeping like a baby. - GRUG: [whispering] Yup.
- Well, I guess you can call it a night. - What about you?
- Oh, you can't be too careful with sleepwalking.
I'm gonna stick around. Just in case.
- Well, then I'll stick around, too. Just in case.
- Oh, you don't need to do that.
- What if you fall asleep?
- [scoffs] Guy, I never fall asleep.
- [laughs] Well, neither do I.
[both snoring]
What happened? Were we attacked?
- Oh, uh, no, I was just stretching.
Because I definitely wasn't asleep.
- Yeah. Me neither.
Wait, where's Eep?
- [groans] - Eep's gone!
- Please stop doing that.
GRUG: We need to get to the wall now.
[both panting]
Eep! Eep!
Gah! She's not here.
Guy, this is your fault because you fell asleep.
- Me? You fell asleep too!
- Yeah, but if you'd been awake, you could've woken me up
and Eep wouldn't be who knows where!
- I might know where. - [both scream]
- BOTH: Ohh! - Really?
- I went to check on Eep but she was gone.
I guess she wasn't looking for her aardshark tooth.
So, I started thinking, what is Eep looking for?
And then I remembered these things.
GRUG: That's Eep's old stuff.
- Right. We found it the other day.
Eep said she didn't miss her old life but maybe she does.
- And maybe those things are clues that will lead us to Eep.
- Or maybe those things are clues that will lead us to Eep.
[grunts] A shell, huh?
Well, I know exactly where to go. Follow me.
- Now? - GRUG: Now!
- Lot of shells, but no Eep.
- Well, thanks for wasting our time with your dumb idea, Guy.
- I'm starting to detect a pattern.
- Wait! Eep was here. Those are her footprints.
- Right. Because it was my idea to come here.
- Okay, Grug. Where to next?
- Why are you asking me?
*
- DAWN: Hmm. - GRUG: Those aren't chrysanthenumbs.
Chrysanthenumbs are puce flowers with jade leaves.
- Right. Just like these flowers.
- No. These are too puce, and too jade.
So they're not chrysanthenumbs.
- Here, I'll prove it. - What are you doing?
Your whole body will go numb if you touch it.
- No, that only happens if you touch a chrysanthenumb.
See? Told you these weren't chrysanthenumbs.
- Either way, Eep was definitely here.
- Looks like we missed her again.
- And the only thing left is this.
- [gasps] Eep's sleep stick. Oh, no!
- Oh, no, what? - Oh, no,
I know where Eep is. Follow me.
[groans]
- Oh no. - Now what?
- I can't move. I guess these are chrysanthenumbs.
You're gonna have to carry me.
- Carry you?
[Guy grunting in effort]
- This is it.
- Are you sure you can't move anything?
- Not a muscle.
- Did you just move your arm? - Who, me?
Oh, I guess I did. I'm cured.
Anyway, uh, take me into that cave.
- What? I'm not carrying you anymore.
[grunts in frustration]
- Aw, please?
Hey, wait for me. My legs are asleep!
[snoring]
- Eep is in a pile of bearacudas.
- [whispering]: Right. A sleep pile.
Eep must miss them 'cause we stopped doing them
so this is the closest one.
- [whispering]: But why are you so calm?
They're bearacudas!
- Because we'll just slip her out of there and sneak away
before the bearacudas wake up.
Come on, Guy.
[all snoring]
[both grunting]
- [whispering]: She's stuck. - Pull harder.
- [grunting sharply] [whispering]: She's still stuck.
- Then pull harder!
- I am pulling harder.
- No! Like this!
- [all grunt] - EEP: Ooh!
Dad? What's going on?
- Don't worry, sweetie.
You sleepwalked
into a pile of bearacudas and we rescued you.
- [bearacudas growling] - Did we?
- Yes, and now comes the running part of the rescue.
- No. Now comes the pillow part of the rescue.
- A pillow? Bearacudas are ferocious beasts.
No way that'll work.
- Oh, Dawn's a beast with a pillow.
- Pfft. Not a chance.
[bearacudas growling]
[yells]
- Guess there's a chance. - [Dawn grunting]
[growling]
[grunting in effort]
[growling]
A really good chance.
[snarling]
[Dawn grunting]
- Rest your sleepy heads on that.
- Thanks again for saving me, guys.
- It wasn't us. It was Dawn.
- And me.
But mostly Dawn.
- I guess I do kinda miss my old life.
And even though I was almost beara-fooda,
the sleep pile was surprisingly comfy.
Too bad I can't have it both ways.
- Oh, yes, you can.
Ahh. This is nice.
- So, you think you're done sleepwalking?
- Yeah. I guess all I needed
was a good old-fashioned sleep pile.
- Isn't this great? Why did we stop doing this?
- Anyone want a sleep snack?
Wait, I ate 'em all. Never mind.
GUY: My foot's asleep.
Guys, my foot's asleep!
- Pipe down or I'll put the rest of you to sleep permanently!
- [grunts] On second thought, I don't miss this at all.
[snoring]
*
[vocalizing]
[closing theme playing]
*