02x07 - b*mb's the b*mb

[bunniefuu]

[whistling]

♪ Camp Splinterwood
Our summer home ♪

♪ For catapulting!
Slingshotting! Getting thrown! ♪

♪ Campers rocket through the trees ♪

♪ Cannonballing where they please ♪

♪ Zipping in the air ♪

♪ Crashing everywhere ♪

♪ Archery, dodge-bird, Borb tennis ♪

♪ It's absurd! ♪

♪ Here they come!
Red, Stella, b*mb, and Chuck ♪

♪ Flying fast
Look out, duck! ♪

♪ All your life you'll be glad
You had this ♪

♪ Angry Birds Summer Madness! ♪

Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

[exclaims]

[sighs] When does it turn into a ball?

Pretty sure mine's broken!

[dreamy sigh]

Wanna help us paint targets, b*mb?

Hello? Earth to b*mb! b*mb?

[dreamy sigh]

-b*mb?!
-What?!

I wasn't gazing longingly at Matilda!

[Matilda humming]

Oh no! Look out!

Wow, nice catch! Thank you, b*mb.

[sneezes]

[coughing]

[Matlida] b*mb!

-That was--
-Awesome!

-So cool!
-It was?

Yeah, that was so cool they should change
the word "cool" to "b*mb"!

Hey, did I just invent a new term?

That was like fireworks and spin art

and a tie-dyed rainbow mixed together!

Hmm. If we sh*t you into the air,

we could throw in some streamers,
mix up the palatte.

I have an idea.

If we work together, we could put on
the most artistic expl*sive performance

Camp Splinterwood has ever seen!

Uh, we, as in you and me? Like, us?

Count me in!

Oh golly. Great.
I have already got a ton of ideas.

Do you mind getting glitter
in your butt feathers?

[expl*si*n]

[Chuck screaming with delight]

Ugh!

Nice sh*t!

You know, I'm happy for b*mb,

but it's weird hanging as a trio.

Yeah, we're definitely a four-bird squad.
Three is just odd.

So do we get someone new?

Someone new? Like who?

-[oinking sounds]
-Hey, Penley!

Wanna hang with us?

[oinking]

[humming]

-b*mb, it's showtime!
-[gasps]

[expl*si*n]

[cheering]

Break a leg!

[expl*si*n]

[cheering]

[expl*si*n]

-Ooh!
-Cool!

So he just makes a big mess!
What's so special about--?

I'd pay good money for this!

Oh, really? Now that is interesting.

[evil laughter]

When I grow up,
I want to be as b*mb as b*mb!

Eh, Red?

[voice shaking]
Yes… so… good.

The show or these
awesome massage chairs Penley built?

Yeah. Or this batch
of fresh popcorn he cooked up?

[oinks]

All of the above.

So, I am thinking tonight
we do a salute to sunsets.

Oranges, pinks, reds!

And here's the best bit.

The show's at sunset!

Just picture it.
You explode and become the sunset.

You have the best ideas, Matilda.

Oh, what can I say? You're my muse.

Wait, no!

Huh?

I'll go get some paints together.

I didn't explode. That's new.

No weirdo face. Pits are dry.

Hands steady as a rock.

Eyeballs not sparkly.

Uh-oh! I'm not nervous
around Matilda anymore!

Uh…

Hey, Matilda! Just want to talk to you.

I mean, nothing big.

I don't want anything to change.

Nothing has changed
and everything is fine. Uh…

Hmm. What's wrong, b*mb?

Oh, it's just that…

He can't wait
to take the show on the road.

What do you mean, on the road?

Your whole colorful kaboom thing,
it's a sensation.

It's like money in the bank.

Just make sure
tonight's show is a success.

Then it's off to the big time.
So don't screw it up.

On the road?

Wow, that sounds…

I don't know what to say. b*mb?

Uh… I gotta go!

[panting]

Oh no! What am I gonna do?!

What am I gonna do?

[breathes in]
Boom!

Nope.
[blows air]

Come on. Panic. Freak out.

Get nervous!

Oh, b*mb. You're so amazing and…

[gasps]

I'm never gonna explode
around Matilda again.

I'm just gonna have to tell her
I can't do the show anymore.

[grunting]

-Ahh! Doh!
-[thuds]

Um, hello?! Anybody there?!

I think I'm locked in!

Uh… help?

[oinking]

Penley? Is that you?

Penley! I'm locked in.

Go find Red and the others. Hurry!

[oinking] Okay!

[all laughing]

[squealing]

Penley. Okay, slow down.
You're oinking too fast.

[panicked oinking]

b*mb's locked in the bathroom?

[oinking]

And he needs our help to get out?

[oinking]

Or he'll miss the big show?

Roll us to him, buddy!

Where is, you know,
the awkward, sweaty one?

Well, he's supposed to be here.

I don't know where he could be.

Do you think
we'll have to cancel the tour?

Cancel?! I don't think so.

I've already pre-spent all the mon--

I mean, think of all the children.

[grunting]

[pounding on door]

[Red] b*mb!

b*mb, are you okay?

[b*mb] Not really.

Lynette wants to take me
and Matilda's show on tour.

-But that's great, isn't it?
-Yeah, what's the problem?

You need a roadie or a caddie
or a one-bird entourage?

Take me with you!

I've been hanging out with Matilda so much
she doesn't make me nervous anymore.

And when I'm not nervous, I can't explode.

And if I can't explode, there's no show.

If there's no show,
I can't hang out with Matilda!

I need to get nervous,
but I don't know how.

Also, I'm locked in the bathroom.

So, do you want us to help you get nervous
or do you want us to help bust you out?

Both.

I gotta do tonight's show
or Matilda will be so disappointed.

Yeah, she'll be so mad. Right, cheeps?

Oh man. She's gonna freak.

She'll probably never speak to you again.

This is bad! This is so bad!

[Chuck] She's gonna hate your guts.

Fire in the hole!

[screaming]

Looks like he's nervous again.

Yeah, but he's off course.
We gotta get him to the show!

To the slingshots!

Red, I'm going the wrong way!

Don't worry. We'll get you to the show!

Huh?

Break a leg, buddy!

[oink]

I've been waiting forever.

Aw, man!

I'm done waiting!

Throw some paint in this rubbish bin
and I'll set it on fire.

It's better than nothing.

[sighs] Huh?

Wait a sec. Where are my paints?

I'm too late.

I blew it! I blew it!

I blew it! I blew it!

Huh?

Double huh?

[expl*si*n]

[cheering]

b*mb, that was awesome!

Hey, I did it!

I got nervous again and exploded!

b*mb! How did you get out of the bathroom?

I kind of burst through the roof.

Wait, how'd you know
I was in the bathroom?

I may have locked you in there.

What?

Ooh, plot twist!

Uh… I'm sorry, b*mb.

Should've just told you.

I kind of don't want to go on tour.

You can't back out now.

Actually, we can.

What?! You too?!

Sorry, Lynette.

I only wanted to go on tour
because I thought that's what you wanted.

Besides, I couldn't be away
from my friends for that long either.

Oh, pfft! You're choosing friends
over money?

I just don't understand kids these days.

Thanks, b*mb. You're the best.

Uh. Uh…

Hey, Penley. Looks like b*mb's
sticking around afterall.

So, I guess we're back
to being a four-bird squad.

[sad oink]

Plus a pig.

Hey! She hugged me!

Uh-oh.

[expl*si*n]

[theme music playing]