02x05 - Dream Birthday/Lord of the Beavers

[bunniefuu]

I'm just heading to the fields, duke.

I'll be back.

[Engine rumbling]

Clear!

[Rocking square dance music]

All right!

♪

Ratabunga.

♪ From the haystacks

♪ Up to the hilltops

♪ We're going dancing...

Whoo-hoo!

Ow. Ow.

Okay. Ow. Ow!

♪ Do-si-do your partner now

♪ There's a party till the morning light ♪

♪ Do-si-do

♪ And don't you know

♪ It's just the way we animals roll ♪

[Motorcycle revving]

Ha-ha!

Otis, here he comes.

Okay, freddy. You ready in there?

Ready for what?

[Sighs] we're pranking the mailman.

When he opens the mailbox,

You fling the paint balloons at him.

Like this? Splat!

Freddy, what are you doing?

I thought you gave the code word.

What? There's not a code word.

Let's make the code word "papaya."

The code word is not "papaya"!

[Sighs] look, let's go over this again.

Did someone say, "papaya"?

Dude, no one said, "papaya."

Would you please stop saying, "papaya"?

You know, I'm not crazy about "papaya."

Let's make the code word "rutabaga."

Or how about "avocado"?

I still like "papaya." Ooh, I said it.

Splat!

Otis, the farmer's coming.

What? Abort plan.

Repeat: abort plan.

Splat!

That's all of 'em.

Oh, mr. Mailman.

Is that my mail? Can I have it?

Tomorrow's my birthday, you know.

I'll bet everyone in the county sent me a card.

All right, let's see.

Gas bill, electric bill,

Mortuary services, jury duty.

Oh, this is awkward.

Well, have a good one!

Oh, well. No use moping about it.

[Sniffling]

That is so sad.

I know. I hate jury duty.

Oh, I forgot.

Tomorrow's the farmer's birthday.

We have to get him something. You mean, like, a life?

No, I'm serious.

We got to get him a great present.

How about a day at a mud spa?

Some new clothes. Arugula.

Or a life. I've got it.

Splat!

I found another one.

Happy birthday to me.

Toot!

[Claps]

[Snoring]

Toot!

[Snoring]

Toot!

[Whispering] he's down. Let's move.

Toot!

What are we doing, again?

Freddy, we just talked about this.

Oh. Did I appear to be listening?

You're an idiot.

What? Sorry. I wasn't listening.

Everybody ready?

Pip, hit the lights. And...

[Together] surprise!

Happy birthday, farmer!

Gah! Talking animals!

Begone, demons.

Clang!

No, no, farmer-- farmer!

We're your friends.

Oh, well, that's different.

[Clanging]

No, farmer, it's all right.

You're in a magical dream world.

But it all seems so real.

If it was real, could this happen?

Whee!

[Gasps]

A flying pig?

I am dreaming.

He's buying it.

Awesome.

Farmer, get ready for the best birthday ev--

Thud!

All: ♪ for he's a jolly good farmer ♪

♪ Which nobody can deny

Happy birthday. Let's eat some cake.

[Wheezes]

[Inhales]

[Wheezes]

Thud!

[Exhales]

[Cheering]

Who wants presents?

Presents? Oh, boy.

♪ I'm getting presents

♪ I'm getting presents

Now, we all know you're a history buff...

Yeah.

And we know you like ping-pong.

Yeah?

So how'd you like

To throw down with abraham lincoln?

Oh, i-- I can't believe it.

I can't believe it.

[Stammering gleefully]

I'm on it.

Splash!

Bring it on, great emancipator.

We hold these truths to be self-evident

That I'm gonna kick your butt!

Point, lincoln.

Otis, how'd you know what to get the farmer?

Easy; I just checked out his myface page.

"Current mood: feisty."

[Chuckles]

[Exclaims] yeah.

You want to make it four score and eight games?

Okay, there, paddles. Time to move on.

We got a schedule to keep.

Are you ready for your next present?

[Gasps] there's more?

Join with me, farmer,

And we can rule the galaxy.

Never!

Hyah!

Whee!

Chuggah, chuggah, chuggah, chuggah.

Whoo! Whoo!

[All cheering]

Prunes!

Now it's a party.

♪ Crop-rotating man

♪ He tills the fields like no one can ♪

Giddyup. Giddyup.

Whee! Yee-haw!

[Rooster crows]

Oh, I'm done with this.

Well, farmer, mr. Sun's creeping up over the horizon,

So we're gonna have to call it quits

On this crazy talkin'-animal dream land.

No way, jose.

This is the best dream I've ever had.

I'm never waking up.

Come on, back to beddy-bye.

[Whispers] ready on the shovel.

[Whistling]

You'll have to catch me first.

Whee!

Grab him! Come on!

He's in his underwear, for crying out loud!

Get back here!

Humans.

Farmer, what are you doing?

I'm gonna go give those apple-stealing bikers

A piece of my mind,

'Cause it's my dream and they can't hurt me.

[Groans] stop him.

Otis, you can't go after him.

We'll be exposed.

Agh! Curse the constant need to disguise the fact

That we're talking animals!

[Together] yeah, to bikes.

[Glass crunching]

Well, well, if it isn't the dummy bikers.

Dummy bikers say, "what."

What?

Dummy bikers say, "what."

What?

[Laughs] made you say it.

Otis, do something before those bikers destroy him.

Or do nothing. Then we could live in his house.

Hmm, live in his house.

[Phone rings]

Hello, no longer the farmer's residence.

Otis speaking.

What? I didn't order any papaya.

Splat!

No, we have to save him.

But how?

Hmm...

Pig, give me that birthday cake.

No. Give it.

That's my cake. Get your own cake.

You have extra cake at all times.

Why, you little...

Ooh, so you think you're pretty tough, huh?

Well, this is all a dream,

So you can't hurt me, you doofus berries.

Oh, yeah. That's right.

I went there.

Let's get him!

Growl! Snarling!

Rabid animals!

That's right.

You better run.

Okay, that's enough fun there, chief.

Let's get you... Huh?

Dream motorcycle, away!

[Groans]

The vet's office?

What's he gonna do there?

Oh, no; he's doing something hot with his hair.

Who requires painful oral surgery?

You do. Yes, you do.

[Drill buzzing]

Hello, doc.

Farmer, you're in my office...

In your underwear.

I loves ya,

And I want you to be my dream queen.

I thought you'd never ask.

Here he comes!

Let's go to rio, baby.

I'll take you there on my flying dream motorcycle.

Oh. Wait, what?

Flying motorcycles are the only way to travel.

Freddy, a motorcycle doesn't really fly.

Oh. Then he's gonna die.

Can we have his house?

No! After him!

Aren't we going a little fast?

You think that's something, get ready to kiss the sky.

[Screams]

We're too late!

No, we're not. Disguise me.

Go, go, go!

Whee!

Bungee police. Hang on.

Crash!

We're okay, I say.

[Screaming]

Incoming!

[Groaning wearily]

Oh, dear.

I think we squashed the poor bungee policeman.

That's no policeman. That's my friend,

The talking dream cow.

Look, I'll show you.

[Groaning]

Darn it, my bottom.

Huh? What happened?

Farmer?

I gave him a mild horse tranquilizer.

Take good care of him, officer.

Oh, why am I always attracted to the bad boys?

[Snoring]

[Sighs]

Oh, wow.

That was the best birthday dream ever.

Huh?

"Happy birthday, farmer.

Signed, attractive vet lady"!

Yippee-dee-doo!

[Grunts]

Maybe next year we just get him a tie.

How about a gift certificate so he can get what he wants?

[All scream]

Agh! Oh, it was just a dream.

What a relief.

At least you didn't say, "papaya."

Splat!

Ow! I didn't say, "papaya."

[Screaming]

[Screaming]

Oh, ooh-hoo.

I had that farmer's birthday, scary lincoln,

Otis being pelted by paint balloons dream again.

Thank goodness everything's back to normal.

[Screaming]

Agh!

Oh, peck, I had the pig in space dream again.

Aw, poor guy.

Here, have a glass of warm milk.

Oh, thanks.

[Screams]

Agh!

Ah, man, I had the abe lincoln, pig in space,

Giant peck dream again.

You got to stop eating pickles before bed.

Could you guys keep it down?

I'm trying to sleep.

[Claps]

[All screaming]

[Triumphant fanfare]

♪

♪ Futuristic scooter man

♪ Wind in his hair

♪ He's only doing

♪ But he doesn't care

♪ He's burning up the barn at a moderate speed ♪

♪ He's futuristic scooter man

♪ Mmm, something--eed

Greetings, pedestrians.

Otis, what are you doing?

Just trying out my futuristic transport device.

Walking is so th-century.

You sure that hunk o' junk's safe?

Safe?

Ha, you people from the past amuse me.

Why, a child could do it.

It's only got two buttons:

Forward and this other one I haven't tried yet.

Beep!

Agh! So confused!

I think I'm traveling back in time!

This isn't a nightmare! This is really happening!

Otis, push forward. It's your only hope.

I can't. I'm paralyzed by fear.

You've got to. Push it, man.

Just do it!

[Groaning]

Beep!

[Screaming]

Crash!

♪ I got a concussion

♪ I don't feel good

♪ My skull is pushing on my eyes ♪

♪ I'm futuristic...

[Groans]

Well, otis, looks like

Every bone in your body is broken.

Well, at least there's no drain bamage.

[Chuckles nervously]

I'm just glad my nursing school training

Finally paid off.

Live! Live, I tell you!

[Sobbing] why? Why?

Pig, you didn't go to nursing school.

Hey, you didn't complain during the sponge bath.

It's gonna be rough around here with you laid up, otis.

Yes, many of us require constant supervision.

That's right.

Maybe you should appoint a temporary leader

Until you get better.

Don't be ridiculous.

This place could run off the fumes of my leadership.

Besides, what can happen in a few short days?

[Screaming]

Save us!

Grab on. Grab on.

Oh, this is terrible.

[Groans] you guys are such bullies.

You were raised without love.

[Freddy yelling]

[Snickering]

[Groaning]

Otis, it's armageddon out there.

We need a leader, and fast.

Come on, pip. How bad could it possibly be?

[Screaming]

[Groaning]

[Both yelp]

We're out of conditioner.

We're out of conditioner!

Sweet cud.

Abby's hair is frizzy and lifeless.

There's only one thing to do.

Pip, I hereby deputize you acting barnyard leader.

Me? No way.

I can't lead.

I'm just a snarky sidekick.

You can do this, pip. I can't.

You've got to. No, don't make me!

I'm making you. No!

You have to do it. I don't want to.

They need you. Stop it.

Do it! Okay, I'll do it!

That's the sprit.

See you after my coma.

I won't let you down, otis!

Ow, not in a coma yet. Sorry.

Good news, everyone.

My bones are all healed,

And I'm ready to stop your descent into complete anarchy.

Wha...

[Birds chirping]

Hey, otis. Welcome back.

Man, being leader was easier than I thought.

Oh, by the way, I made a few changes.

I hope you don't mind.

Oh, mind?

I didn't even--solar panels?

Yeah, we make our own power now.

We got lights in the barn and a widescreen tv.

Widescreen tv?

Hey, otis, check out my new thermal-heated mud tub.

What's up?

My cousin manny's a contractor.

Great news, pip.

The barnyard's rainy-day fund is running a surplus

For the first time in seven years.

Yeah, you're a whiz with finance.

Oh, hi, otis.

Your system was a complete waste.

Thanks for ordering that new conditioner, pip.

Now my hair is springtime-fresh.

Yeah, and you were right about quilting.

It really takes the edge off of my seething inner rage.

Yep, it looks like your studying my leadership techniques

Really paid off.

Oh, please. What did you ever--

Ahem; if you'll excuse us,

I know my apprentice has a lot of questions for the master.

Pip, how'd you get things running so smoothly around here?

Oh, you know, I just made some flowcharts,

Cut wasteful spending,

Instituted a multitiered

Reward-based motivational system.

What are those?

So anyway, we're actually good here

If you want to take a few more days off.

A few more days? Look, look.

You've done a great job filling in,

And you've instituted a lot of things

That I can't pronounce,

But I'm the leader here.

My people depend on me.

Hey, leader.

Hey, that's right.

Your leader's back.

No, I was talking to pip. Oh.

Hey, pip, thanks for leasing this people mover.

Now I don't have to herd these sheep around anymore.

Hey, are we going to the upper meadow or what?

You want a tip or not?

Okay, okay.

So anyway, otis...

Hey, where'd he go?

[Hacking]

That's getting better.

It doesn't matter who took the last apple.

Now, let go of those negative feelings and hug it out.

Pip's right. I love you, man.

Let's never fight again, bro.

Pip, otis has left the barnyard!

Freddy and peck found a good-bye letter in his stall.

A good-bye letter? What'd it say?

Allow me. [Clears throat]

Donkey oil pine nut moose confetti yippy-dee-doo...

Spoon mustard nictitating membrane hot pocket

Oh, give me that.

"Dear friends,

"It looks like you're all better off without me.

"I'm off to find some animals who really need me.

Good-bye forever. Otis."

Wow. This is terrible.

It didn't say that when I read it.

This is all my fault.

I made otis feel unappreciated.

How could you, pip?

Which one was otis, again?

[Together] pig...

I'm kidding. I'm kidding.

[Chuckles] he was the tall one, right?

He couldn't have gone far.

I'm gonna find him.

Wait, there's more.

P.s., Wriggle flip spiddle funk--

[Together] no!

Otis? Otis!

Where are you?

Rico, youngblood, get those logs moving, stat.

Come on, we've got dams to build.

Otis?

Squanto, stop scooping mud with your mouth.

That's what tails are for.

Sorry, boss.

Otis, what are you doing?

Oh, hey, pip.

I'm just putting my leadership skills to use.

With beavers? What's wrong with beavers?

They're simple, unassuming creatures

Who need my guidance.

Thwack! Ow!

Sorry, boss.

Guys, we've discussed this.

When gnawing through a tree,

Make sure no one's standing under it.

Right. We keep forgetting.

Where would we be without your giant cow brain, otis?

Otis, come back to the barnyard.

We need you more than beavers do.

Oh, really? Name one way you need me.

Well, there's--no, wait. We took care of that.

Oh, I know.

No, actually, we did that too.

Wait, give me a minute.

That's what I thought.

Face it, pip, you're a born barnyard leader.

Me, I was born to lead beavers.

Thwack! Agh!

[Together] sorry.

Come back, otis.

It's not the same barnyard without you.

Hey, louie, I'm not paying you to gab.

Less chatter, more chewing.

Well, if you change your mind,

You know where to find us.

A little to the left.

No, the left! Thwack!

[Together] sorry, boss.

So that's it. Otis has gone beaver.

He's never coming back?

Who'll run movie night?

Who'll give us jelly beans when we're good?

Who'll rub special medicine on my belly?

Good riddance to bad rubbish, I say.

Uh, excuse me.

Who are you?

And how come your lips don't move?

Identify yourself, strange non-lip-moving donkey.

I'm just a talking barn animal

Who loves to prank the innocent.

[Chuckles]

You got a barn pass? What?

I didn't know I needed--

It must be in my other--

Oh, nuts to this!

All: mrs. Beady!

That's right.

You're all going down.

I've recorded you all on my new me phone!

[Cackling]

She's getting away at a moderate speed.

If she sends that video out,

She'll expose us all!

Pip, we got to stop her.

Yeah! Pip, what's the plan?

Um, everyone form a committee.

What?

Let's review the budget.

What?

No, let's make a flowchart.

It's too late. She's gone.

Oh, if only otis were here.

I wish otis were here.

We need otis.

'Cause he knows what to do.

Now, spruce is a fairly dense tree,

So you want to chew with the grain, like so.

Wow. Look at him chew.

He's a genius.

See?

Otis!

We need your help.

Pip, I told you.

There's nothing you can say that will make me--

Mrs. Beady infiltrated the barn.

She filmed us walking and talking

On her cell phone.

What?

She could email that footage

To every media outlet in the country.

I know. You got to do something.

Okay, stay calm.

Now, mrs. Beady's fingers are thick and stubby.

It's going to take at least nine minutes

For her to press the right buttons on her phone.

But how are you going to get it away from her?

With cunning, split-second timing,

And beavers!

As soon as I press "send,"

The whole world will see that I'm not crazy.

Oh, curse my stubby fingers.

[Doorbell rings, knocking]

Who could that be?

Gleeful tech support. Wah.

Oh, a nerd!

Thank goodness you've come.

These buttons are so tiny.

Oh, I see. Let me take a look.

Whoa, here's the problem.

Oh, your wireless signal seems to be distributing itself

Across multiple bands.

But the signal seems fine.

Oh, here we go.

Now we've struck something good.

Okay, can I get you to stand on this big "x"?

But I don't really see how--

Madame, please, who's the nerd here?

[Suspenseful spy music]

♪

Go, go, go.

Let's go, guys.

Very exciting. Let's do it for otis.

Now, what was that number?

Seven, five...

Three, nine.

Four, eight, two...

, , , Pi.

Would you stop?

I'm trying to-- wait a minute.

You're that cow from next door.

Well, you're too late.

Once I push "send,"

You and your friends are done for.

[Screams]

Erase footage,

Add photo of my butt as screen saver.

Thank for calling nerd support.

Remember, routine backups prevent crackups.

Wah.

Come back here, you cow, you.

[Beavers chattering]

Excuse me. Pardon me.

Beavers? [Screams]

I'm sure glad you're back as leader, otis.

We all are.

You said it. We missed you.

Thanks, guys. It's good to be back.

Yeah, quick question, though.

How long are these beavers gonna stay here?

[Beavers chattering]

Just a few days.

I think they like us.

Cute little fellers. Thwack!

[Together] sorry, boss.