02x05 - Al-Dude-isburg
Posted: 07/13/22 12:52
[upbeat music]
-Ha! You just fell into a
classic Lex Checker trap.
-What? No I didn't.
-Yeah.
I'm gonna take this piece
and jump you here, here,
here, and here, and victory is mine.
-Guys, you have to watch
this clip of Dude Calzone!
-What are you doing?
-No time for games. Didn't you hear Munchy?
We have to watch this clip
of our favorite celebrity chef.
-I was about to win.
-We'll never know.
-Welcome back to "Dude's Foods,"
where I, Dude Calzone,
travel around the world stuffing my face for you.
Today, we're in Altoonisburg, Pennsylvania,
at the Super Coolery MicroMooery.
-He's at the Mooery.
-I've been there many times.
-What's up, dude?
Can I try one of your famous milkshakes?
-Okay. My name is Ty.
-Thanks, dude. I'm Dude.
Yum, yum, give me some.
-Whoa! Dude did his catchphrase.
-Keep watching. It gets better.
-I'm throwing my next Dude Food Festival
right here in Altoonisburg.
We're calling it The Al-Dude-Isburg Food Fest.
Bring you best recipes,
and then this dude will taste your food.
Per yoozh, the best dish
gets this golden chef's hat
and , Dude Bucks,
which are redeemable at my restaurants in Vegas
and airports around the Northeast.
-Can you believe it?
We should go down there and try to wave at him.
-Or you could sign up and win.
-I don't really have a recipe that could get a,
"Yum, yum, give me some!"
-You should enter your stew.
-Yes. It's amazing.
-I can't do that. That's a secret family recipe.
It was passed down from
my father's father's father.
He was my Great Grand-Munchy,
for whom I was named.
-But it's so good.
And you only have to share
the stew, not the recipe.
-And you'd look great in a golden chef hat.
-Well, it is one of the few
hat shapes that fits my hair.
Let's do it!
-Or should we say, "Let's stew it."
-No, we should not.
-Boop.
-Boop.
-Boop. All: Boop.
[all imitate expl*si*n]
♪ ♪
-Tell me again why we aren't making your stew
in the kitchen, like normal people.
-Well, if you want normal
stew, do it in a kitchen.
If you want Great Grand-Munchy Stew,
do it in nature's kitchen.
Okay, it's almost done.
-So when do we add all the
stuff we've been chopping?
-Oh, never.
-What?
-This is a secret recipe,
so I asked you to chop
all that stuff to distract you
so you couldn't see what I was doing.
-We've been chopping for hours.
-I cut myself multiple times.
-Well, I guess I can let you
in on the secret ingredient--
If you make a pretzel
promise to never tell anyone.
-A pretzel promise?
-Whoa, this is serious.
-I pretzel promise.
-I will now reveal the secret ingredient.
-The secret ingredient is barbecue tongs?
-No.
Both: Ooh!
-You are right to ooh.
This is a lava pepper, the
hottest pepper on Earth.
It only grows in active volcanoes.
-You want us to chop that up?
-You want to die?
-I do not.
-If you were to chop it up and put it in,
one bite would destroy your
mouth and melt your soul.
-So what do you do with it?
-You dip it in the stew for Pennsylvanias.
One Pennsylvania. Two Pennsylvania.
Okay, have a taste.
Both: Yum, yum, give me some!
-Glad you guys like it.
It's gotta simmer for about hours,
which is , Pennsylvanias.
Let's start counting.
-One Pennsylvania, two Pennsylvania,
three Pennsylvania,
four Pennsylvania, five Pennsylvania,
six Pennsylvania, seven Pennsylvania.
-What are you looking at?
Is that skunk back?
I told you to stop feeding it.
-I'm looking at stew.
Munch is cooking it out there
with Presley and Lex,
and they won't let me near it
because of the "secret ingredients."
-I didn't know Lex was into cooking.
Maybe I should learn to cook.
-I hear what you're asking. The answer is yes.
-The answer to what is yes?
-I'm gonna teach my boy how to cook.
We'll start with Alan Casserole.
It's a casserole made by me, Alan.
-Okay. Well, maybe if I learn,
I can impress Lex. I mean, how hard can it be?
Cooking is just science you can eat.
-Cooking isn't science. It's an art.
That's why I sing while I cook.
♪ Gotta cook with my son
and have some casserole fun ♪
♪ Because cooking with your dad is number one ♪
-Dad, cooking is a science,
and when it comes to science, I'm the best.
-Did you just challenge me to a casserole-off?
-If I did, I didn't mean to.
-Well, too bad, because I don't back down
from a casserole challenge.
We'll both make one and see whose is tastier.
-Hmm, doesn't seem fair,
because you're gonna lose so hard!
-We'll see. Now, if you'll excuse me...
♪ I'm gonna make casserole
and cook the best one ♪
♪ Now Fisher's gonna sing the next verse ♪
-No.
♪ ♪
-Ooh, great job with the sign, guys.
My Great Grand-Munchy would approve,
and he hated pretty much everything.
-Ooh, our first customer.
-I'm not a customer.
I'm Sue, Dude Calzone's sister and legal counsel.
You need to sign these.
-What are they?
-Standard release forms.
Dude can't sample your food unless you sign it.
-Shouldn't he read these before he signs?
-And done.
-I'll take that, and here he comes.
-What's up, Al-Dude-Isburg?
[cheers and applause]
-It's him!
-My dudes, what's the hey-hey?
-Dude, we are such huge fans.
-You changed the way I see waffles.
-I have read all of your cookbooks.
And by that, I mean I looked at the pictures.
-Thanks! Whoa! What you got cooking?
Because it is delighting my sniffer.
-This is my Great Grand-Munchy's Stew.
-Yum, yum, give me some!
-Yes!
-You could be wearing
this golden chef's hat, dude.
-That's my dream, Dude. Both: Dude.
-This is amazing.
Tell me the recipe.
-Oh, I can't do that.
See, this recipe is a family secret.
You understand, right?
-I understand.
But the contract you signed
gives Dude Enterprises Incorporated
ownership of your recipe
and the right to put it
into Dude's next cookbook.
-You can't put Great Grand-Munchy's Secret Stew
into Dude's cookbook!
"Secret" is in the name.
-We can, and we'll rename it
"Dude's Stew."
-Well, guess what.
We're not giving you that recipe, Sue.
-Well, guess what.
If you don't give us the
recipe, per the contract,
you have to pay us $ million.
All: Dude.
-♪ I got, you got me ♪
♪ We got this ♪
♪ I like the odds when we're side-by-side ♪
♪ I like the sound of that ♪
♪ Oh, we're taking off, gonna do this right ♪
♪ I like the sound of that ♪
♪ And when things go up in flames, we're on it ♪
♪ 'Cause I got you, got me, we got this ♪
-This is horrible!
I can't give away my Great
Grand-Munchy's secret recipe!
I mean, I should have read that contract
before I signed it, but it was for Dude Calzone!
If you can't trust him, who can you trust?
-Okay. I'm just gonna take
this spoon away from you,
because you're kind of scaring us.
-It's gonna be okay.
-You're right. I'm calm now.
-Good.
Now we can get upset.
I am so mad at Dude Calzone.
-I am so mad at us.
We're the ones who told you to enter the stew.
-Hey! I see Dude Calzone inside.
Let's go make him cry.
-Oh.
-Hey, Dude.
You've got a lot of explaining to do.
-Yeah, Dude.
-Such a stupid name.
-Whoa, whoa, whoa. Dude senses bad vibes.
-I didn't know the contract I
signed gave you ownership
of my secret family recipe.
-Yeah.
What give you the right
to rip people off like this?
-You should be ashamed of yourself, Dude.
-I am.
[sobbing]
-I wanted to make him
cry, but now that we're here,
it's really awkward.
-I'm sorry!
I don't mean to hurt people
and steal their recipes.
-Then why are you doing it?
-I'm not.
It's my sister, Sue. Here's the sitch.
She made me sign a contract.
If I don't do what she says,
I have to pay her a million buckaroos.
-So this whole idea
to steal people's recipes is your sister's?
-Exactamundo.
It's so we can make cookbooks
with other people's recipes and say they're mine.
-Wait. So all those recipes
in your cookbooks are--
-Stolen!
-Even Dude's Righteous Chicken Parm?
-Yes.
I took that from a garbanzo bean farmer in Erie.
[both gasping]
-What are you guys talking about?
-Yum, yum, give me some!
Great meeting my fans!
Here's your autograph!
See y'all on the flippy-flop.
-Unfriendly reminder.
You have hours and minutes
to give me that recipe or $ million.
And $ for Dude's
headshot. Isn't that right, Dude?
-Whatever you say, sis.
[mouths word]
-I'll add it to your tab.
-Oh, thank you.
-Don't thank her.
♪ ♪
-Okay. Exactly drops.
-What's cooking, good looking?
-Dad, you almost made me put in an th drop.
-Oh, sorry.
[whispering] What's cooking, good looking?
-I'm improving your casserole recipe with science
by replacing natural ingredients with flavors
I've synthesized with chemicals.
-While you're using big words,
I'll be adding a surprise
ingredient to my casserole.
-What's the surprise ingredient?
-Let's find out.
-Wait. You just cover your
eyes and pick something?
-That's right.
Got it!
-Dad.
Dad, you just grabbed a
box-- -Nope, don't tell me.
It's a surprise.
♪ ♪
-Can't. Give out. Recipe.
-Munchtopher?
Munchtopher?
Munchtopher, get out of bed!
-Aah!
Great Grand-Munchy? What are you doing here?
-You tell me.
Last thing I knew, I was hanging with Elvis.
-I think I know why you're here.
You're haunting me because I'm gonna give away
your stew recipe
to a celebrity chef named
Dude and his sister, Sue.
-Hmm. Doesn't surprise me.
People have been trying to take our stew recipe
since the Vikings.
-The Vikings? How old are you?
-Pipe down and listen!
Our family always fights back,
and that's what you're gonna do, fight.
-But they said if I don't give it to them,
I owe them $ million.
-The Vikings said the same thing,
only it wasn't dollars, it was beaver pelts.
You know what I did?
-You fought?
-No, I fought!
-But that's what I said.
-But I said it louder.
-You know, you kind of
remind me of my brother, Jaget.
-False!
But speaking of Jaget,
I'm gonna go haunt him,
hit him with my ghost cane.
-Ahh!
Stop hitting me with your ghost cane, ghost man!
♪ ♪
-Last night, I was visited
by the ghost of my Great Grand-Munchy.
He told me we can't give up his stew recipe.
-Oh, no!
We made a ghost mad?
-So what do we do?
-Fight fire with fire.
-Are you sure we have to wear these suits?
-You want to die?
-Still no.
-We're gonna get Sue to eat this lava pepper
to teach her a lesson about stealing
secret family recipes.
Gas masks on.
-Why is the pot shaking?
-And smoking?
-That means it's working.
♪ ♪
[upbeat music]
-Is it ready?
-It's ready.
-Here's the milk you wanted.
What do you need it for?
-Oh, we're gonna give a mean woman a taste
of something so hot, it will destroy her.
We need the milk to counteract the effects.
-Milk. What can't you do?
-Hey, Dude's coming.
-Dude.
-Dude?
-Dude.
-Dude.
-What just happened?
-Oh, I told Dude we had
a plan to save the recipe.
Dude said, "Good luck."
-I gotta learn how to speak Dude.
-I don't see $ million,
so I assume you're going
to give me your stew recipe?
-Actually, we changed the recipe.
-See? New and improved.
-We think it's even better.
You should give it a taste and see for yourself.
-Yes. You're gonna love it.
-Here is a fresh spoon.
-Yum, yum, try some.
-Why are you suddenly acting nice?
-We're just really excited for you
to try this new recipe.
-Just taste it already.
-Okay, I'll taste it.
Right after you taste it first.
♪ ♪
-Still working on your casserole?
I finished mine. Had time for a bubble bath.
-Well, you're gonna need another one
to wash off the smell of defeat.
-How's your science casserole?
-Mathematically perfect.
I'm so winning this casserole-off.
And done.
-Good, because our judge
should be here any second.
-False!
You're judge is here now.
Food court is now in session.
-I've carefully extricated
all parts of my casserole
so every serving will maximize
the ingredient-to-tastebud ratio.
-I sprinkled crushed-up potato chips on mine.
-Mmm.
[gargles]
Okay. Nice job, science kid's dad.
-Wait till you taste mine.
-I don't have to wait.
I'm the judge.
[gargling]
-So?
-That's horrible, science kid's dad's kid.
The guy that smells like bubble bath wins.
-What?
-Yes!
I told you so. I told you so.
-Food court adjourned.
I'm taking this as evidence.
-I don't believe this. Let me try yours.
Whoa, mama!
This is unbelievable! How is that possible?
-I told you.
Cooking is an art, not a science.
But I'm happy to teach you.
-Okay. But do I have to sing while I do it?
-I think we both know the answer to that.
Five, six, seven, eight.
-♪ I'm singing while I'm making food ♪
♪ With my dear old dad ♪
♪ I really thought I'd hate it
but it's actually not too bad ♪
-♪ Now we're cooking, yeah, we're cooking ♪
♪ Now we're cooking like a father and son do ♪
both: ♪ Do do do do do do do do do do do do ♪
♪ And a do do do do do do do do do ♪
♪ ♪
-I'm still waiting for someone
to try this new and improved stew.
Unless there's a reason not to eat it?
-Fine. I'll do it.
-You can't do that,
because you're full from lunch.
Remember?
-I do remember, but
someone has to, so I'm doing it.
-If you're gonna try it, I'm gonna try it too,
because friends don't let friends eat stew alone.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
-For Munchy.
-For Munchy.
-You know, it's not so--
-What's wrong with you?
-Nothing is wrong.
I'm dancing because it's so good.
-I can't wait to have more.
-It really is new and improved.
I'm gonna stomp in gratitude.
-You gotta try it.
-I guess I was wrong.
I'll have some.
So where did you say your
Great Grand-Munchy was from?
-Oh, he moved around a
lot, so it's kind of a long story.
-Munchy!
-That I will tell some other time.
Now, please enjoy.
-Wow. I didn't think it could get any better,
but I gotta say--
Mouth on fire.
-Ah, milk, bringing life back to body.
-Tongue less ow.
-What did you do to me?
-You just ate my Great
Grand-Munchy's Revenge Stew.
-My soul is melting!
-Do you know what provides
instant relief for that? Milk.
-Yeah. It worked right away.
-Give it to me!
-Oh, we'll give you the milk.
Right after you agree not
to take Munchy's recipe.
-Forget it! Someone give me milk.
Dude, I know you'll help me! You're my brother.
-I'll give you the milk.
But first, rip up these contracts so Munchy
and all these other dudes get their recipes back.
Oh, and my contract's in there too.
-Not a chance!
-All right.
Consider this milk outie , .
-Fine, you win!
-Great! Get ripping.
[cheers and applause]
-We did it!
-You betcha!
Not only is your stew amazing,
but you just gave everyone back their recipes
and me back my life.
Munchy, you earned this.
-The golden chef's hat? Dude.
-Dude.
-This is for you, Great Grand-Munchy.
[cheers and applause]
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
-Great Grand-Munchy out.
-Thank you. Thank you very much.
-Ha! You just fell into a
classic Lex Checker trap.
-What? No I didn't.
-Yeah.
I'm gonna take this piece
and jump you here, here,
here, and here, and victory is mine.
-Guys, you have to watch
this clip of Dude Calzone!
-What are you doing?
-No time for games. Didn't you hear Munchy?
We have to watch this clip
of our favorite celebrity chef.
-I was about to win.
-We'll never know.
-Welcome back to "Dude's Foods,"
where I, Dude Calzone,
travel around the world stuffing my face for you.
Today, we're in Altoonisburg, Pennsylvania,
at the Super Coolery MicroMooery.
-He's at the Mooery.
-I've been there many times.
-What's up, dude?
Can I try one of your famous milkshakes?
-Okay. My name is Ty.
-Thanks, dude. I'm Dude.
Yum, yum, give me some.
-Whoa! Dude did his catchphrase.
-Keep watching. It gets better.
-I'm throwing my next Dude Food Festival
right here in Altoonisburg.
We're calling it The Al-Dude-Isburg Food Fest.
Bring you best recipes,
and then this dude will taste your food.
Per yoozh, the best dish
gets this golden chef's hat
and , Dude Bucks,
which are redeemable at my restaurants in Vegas
and airports around the Northeast.
-Can you believe it?
We should go down there and try to wave at him.
-Or you could sign up and win.
-I don't really have a recipe that could get a,
"Yum, yum, give me some!"
-You should enter your stew.
-Yes. It's amazing.
-I can't do that. That's a secret family recipe.
It was passed down from
my father's father's father.
He was my Great Grand-Munchy,
for whom I was named.
-But it's so good.
And you only have to share
the stew, not the recipe.
-And you'd look great in a golden chef hat.
-Well, it is one of the few
hat shapes that fits my hair.
Let's do it!
-Or should we say, "Let's stew it."
-No, we should not.
-Boop.
-Boop.
-Boop. All: Boop.
[all imitate expl*si*n]
♪ ♪
-Tell me again why we aren't making your stew
in the kitchen, like normal people.
-Well, if you want normal
stew, do it in a kitchen.
If you want Great Grand-Munchy Stew,
do it in nature's kitchen.
Okay, it's almost done.
-So when do we add all the
stuff we've been chopping?
-Oh, never.
-What?
-This is a secret recipe,
so I asked you to chop
all that stuff to distract you
so you couldn't see what I was doing.
-We've been chopping for hours.
-I cut myself multiple times.
-Well, I guess I can let you
in on the secret ingredient--
If you make a pretzel
promise to never tell anyone.
-A pretzel promise?
-Whoa, this is serious.
-I pretzel promise.
-I will now reveal the secret ingredient.
-The secret ingredient is barbecue tongs?
-No.
Both: Ooh!
-You are right to ooh.
This is a lava pepper, the
hottest pepper on Earth.
It only grows in active volcanoes.
-You want us to chop that up?
-You want to die?
-I do not.
-If you were to chop it up and put it in,
one bite would destroy your
mouth and melt your soul.
-So what do you do with it?
-You dip it in the stew for Pennsylvanias.
One Pennsylvania. Two Pennsylvania.
Okay, have a taste.
Both: Yum, yum, give me some!
-Glad you guys like it.
It's gotta simmer for about hours,
which is , Pennsylvanias.
Let's start counting.
-One Pennsylvania, two Pennsylvania,
three Pennsylvania,
four Pennsylvania, five Pennsylvania,
six Pennsylvania, seven Pennsylvania.
-What are you looking at?
Is that skunk back?
I told you to stop feeding it.
-I'm looking at stew.
Munch is cooking it out there
with Presley and Lex,
and they won't let me near it
because of the "secret ingredients."
-I didn't know Lex was into cooking.
Maybe I should learn to cook.
-I hear what you're asking. The answer is yes.
-The answer to what is yes?
-I'm gonna teach my boy how to cook.
We'll start with Alan Casserole.
It's a casserole made by me, Alan.
-Okay. Well, maybe if I learn,
I can impress Lex. I mean, how hard can it be?
Cooking is just science you can eat.
-Cooking isn't science. It's an art.
That's why I sing while I cook.
♪ Gotta cook with my son
and have some casserole fun ♪
♪ Because cooking with your dad is number one ♪
-Dad, cooking is a science,
and when it comes to science, I'm the best.
-Did you just challenge me to a casserole-off?
-If I did, I didn't mean to.
-Well, too bad, because I don't back down
from a casserole challenge.
We'll both make one and see whose is tastier.
-Hmm, doesn't seem fair,
because you're gonna lose so hard!
-We'll see. Now, if you'll excuse me...
♪ I'm gonna make casserole
and cook the best one ♪
♪ Now Fisher's gonna sing the next verse ♪
-No.
♪ ♪
-Ooh, great job with the sign, guys.
My Great Grand-Munchy would approve,
and he hated pretty much everything.
-Ooh, our first customer.
-I'm not a customer.
I'm Sue, Dude Calzone's sister and legal counsel.
You need to sign these.
-What are they?
-Standard release forms.
Dude can't sample your food unless you sign it.
-Shouldn't he read these before he signs?
-And done.
-I'll take that, and here he comes.
-What's up, Al-Dude-Isburg?
[cheers and applause]
-It's him!
-My dudes, what's the hey-hey?
-Dude, we are such huge fans.
-You changed the way I see waffles.
-I have read all of your cookbooks.
And by that, I mean I looked at the pictures.
-Thanks! Whoa! What you got cooking?
Because it is delighting my sniffer.
-This is my Great Grand-Munchy's Stew.
-Yum, yum, give me some!
-Yes!
-You could be wearing
this golden chef's hat, dude.
-That's my dream, Dude. Both: Dude.
-This is amazing.
Tell me the recipe.
-Oh, I can't do that.
See, this recipe is a family secret.
You understand, right?
-I understand.
But the contract you signed
gives Dude Enterprises Incorporated
ownership of your recipe
and the right to put it
into Dude's next cookbook.
-You can't put Great Grand-Munchy's Secret Stew
into Dude's cookbook!
"Secret" is in the name.
-We can, and we'll rename it
"Dude's Stew."
-Well, guess what.
We're not giving you that recipe, Sue.
-Well, guess what.
If you don't give us the
recipe, per the contract,
you have to pay us $ million.
All: Dude.
-♪ I got, you got me ♪
♪ We got this ♪
♪ I like the odds when we're side-by-side ♪
♪ I like the sound of that ♪
♪ Oh, we're taking off, gonna do this right ♪
♪ I like the sound of that ♪
♪ And when things go up in flames, we're on it ♪
♪ 'Cause I got you, got me, we got this ♪
-This is horrible!
I can't give away my Great
Grand-Munchy's secret recipe!
I mean, I should have read that contract
before I signed it, but it was for Dude Calzone!
If you can't trust him, who can you trust?
-Okay. I'm just gonna take
this spoon away from you,
because you're kind of scaring us.
-It's gonna be okay.
-You're right. I'm calm now.
-Good.
Now we can get upset.
I am so mad at Dude Calzone.
-I am so mad at us.
We're the ones who told you to enter the stew.
-Hey! I see Dude Calzone inside.
Let's go make him cry.
-Oh.
-Hey, Dude.
You've got a lot of explaining to do.
-Yeah, Dude.
-Such a stupid name.
-Whoa, whoa, whoa. Dude senses bad vibes.
-I didn't know the contract I
signed gave you ownership
of my secret family recipe.
-Yeah.
What give you the right
to rip people off like this?
-You should be ashamed of yourself, Dude.
-I am.
[sobbing]
-I wanted to make him
cry, but now that we're here,
it's really awkward.
-I'm sorry!
I don't mean to hurt people
and steal their recipes.
-Then why are you doing it?
-I'm not.
It's my sister, Sue. Here's the sitch.
She made me sign a contract.
If I don't do what she says,
I have to pay her a million buckaroos.
-So this whole idea
to steal people's recipes is your sister's?
-Exactamundo.
It's so we can make cookbooks
with other people's recipes and say they're mine.
-Wait. So all those recipes
in your cookbooks are--
-Stolen!
-Even Dude's Righteous Chicken Parm?
-Yes.
I took that from a garbanzo bean farmer in Erie.
[both gasping]
-What are you guys talking about?
-Yum, yum, give me some!
Great meeting my fans!
Here's your autograph!
See y'all on the flippy-flop.
-Unfriendly reminder.
You have hours and minutes
to give me that recipe or $ million.
And $ for Dude's
headshot. Isn't that right, Dude?
-Whatever you say, sis.
[mouths word]
-I'll add it to your tab.
-Oh, thank you.
-Don't thank her.
♪ ♪
-Okay. Exactly drops.
-What's cooking, good looking?
-Dad, you almost made me put in an th drop.
-Oh, sorry.
[whispering] What's cooking, good looking?
-I'm improving your casserole recipe with science
by replacing natural ingredients with flavors
I've synthesized with chemicals.
-While you're using big words,
I'll be adding a surprise
ingredient to my casserole.
-What's the surprise ingredient?
-Let's find out.
-Wait. You just cover your
eyes and pick something?
-That's right.
Got it!
-Dad.
Dad, you just grabbed a
box-- -Nope, don't tell me.
It's a surprise.
♪ ♪
-Can't. Give out. Recipe.
-Munchtopher?
Munchtopher?
Munchtopher, get out of bed!
-Aah!
Great Grand-Munchy? What are you doing here?
-You tell me.
Last thing I knew, I was hanging with Elvis.
-I think I know why you're here.
You're haunting me because I'm gonna give away
your stew recipe
to a celebrity chef named
Dude and his sister, Sue.
-Hmm. Doesn't surprise me.
People have been trying to take our stew recipe
since the Vikings.
-The Vikings? How old are you?
-Pipe down and listen!
Our family always fights back,
and that's what you're gonna do, fight.
-But they said if I don't give it to them,
I owe them $ million.
-The Vikings said the same thing,
only it wasn't dollars, it was beaver pelts.
You know what I did?
-You fought?
-No, I fought!
-But that's what I said.
-But I said it louder.
-You know, you kind of
remind me of my brother, Jaget.
-False!
But speaking of Jaget,
I'm gonna go haunt him,
hit him with my ghost cane.
-Ahh!
Stop hitting me with your ghost cane, ghost man!
♪ ♪
-Last night, I was visited
by the ghost of my Great Grand-Munchy.
He told me we can't give up his stew recipe.
-Oh, no!
We made a ghost mad?
-So what do we do?
-Fight fire with fire.
-Are you sure we have to wear these suits?
-You want to die?
-Still no.
-We're gonna get Sue to eat this lava pepper
to teach her a lesson about stealing
secret family recipes.
Gas masks on.
-Why is the pot shaking?
-And smoking?
-That means it's working.
♪ ♪
[upbeat music]
-Is it ready?
-It's ready.
-Here's the milk you wanted.
What do you need it for?
-Oh, we're gonna give a mean woman a taste
of something so hot, it will destroy her.
We need the milk to counteract the effects.
-Milk. What can't you do?
-Hey, Dude's coming.
-Dude.
-Dude?
-Dude.
-Dude.
-What just happened?
-Oh, I told Dude we had
a plan to save the recipe.
Dude said, "Good luck."
-I gotta learn how to speak Dude.
-I don't see $ million,
so I assume you're going
to give me your stew recipe?
-Actually, we changed the recipe.
-See? New and improved.
-We think it's even better.
You should give it a taste and see for yourself.
-Yes. You're gonna love it.
-Here is a fresh spoon.
-Yum, yum, try some.
-Why are you suddenly acting nice?
-We're just really excited for you
to try this new recipe.
-Just taste it already.
-Okay, I'll taste it.
Right after you taste it first.
♪ ♪
-Still working on your casserole?
I finished mine. Had time for a bubble bath.
-Well, you're gonna need another one
to wash off the smell of defeat.
-How's your science casserole?
-Mathematically perfect.
I'm so winning this casserole-off.
And done.
-Good, because our judge
should be here any second.
-False!
You're judge is here now.
Food court is now in session.
-I've carefully extricated
all parts of my casserole
so every serving will maximize
the ingredient-to-tastebud ratio.
-I sprinkled crushed-up potato chips on mine.
-Mmm.
[gargles]
Okay. Nice job, science kid's dad.
-Wait till you taste mine.
-I don't have to wait.
I'm the judge.
[gargling]
-So?
-That's horrible, science kid's dad's kid.
The guy that smells like bubble bath wins.
-What?
-Yes!
I told you so. I told you so.
-Food court adjourned.
I'm taking this as evidence.
-I don't believe this. Let me try yours.
Whoa, mama!
This is unbelievable! How is that possible?
-I told you.
Cooking is an art, not a science.
But I'm happy to teach you.
-Okay. But do I have to sing while I do it?
-I think we both know the answer to that.
Five, six, seven, eight.
-♪ I'm singing while I'm making food ♪
♪ With my dear old dad ♪
♪ I really thought I'd hate it
but it's actually not too bad ♪
-♪ Now we're cooking, yeah, we're cooking ♪
♪ Now we're cooking like a father and son do ♪
both: ♪ Do do do do do do do do do do do do ♪
♪ And a do do do do do do do do do ♪
♪ ♪
-I'm still waiting for someone
to try this new and improved stew.
Unless there's a reason not to eat it?
-Fine. I'll do it.
-You can't do that,
because you're full from lunch.
Remember?
-I do remember, but
someone has to, so I'm doing it.
-If you're gonna try it, I'm gonna try it too,
because friends don't let friends eat stew alone.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
-For Munchy.
-For Munchy.
-You know, it's not so--
-What's wrong with you?
-Nothing is wrong.
I'm dancing because it's so good.
-I can't wait to have more.
-It really is new and improved.
I'm gonna stomp in gratitude.
-You gotta try it.
-I guess I was wrong.
I'll have some.
So where did you say your
Great Grand-Munchy was from?
-Oh, he moved around a
lot, so it's kind of a long story.
-Munchy!
-That I will tell some other time.
Now, please enjoy.
-Wow. I didn't think it could get any better,
but I gotta say--
Mouth on fire.
-Ah, milk, bringing life back to body.
-Tongue less ow.
-What did you do to me?
-You just ate my Great
Grand-Munchy's Revenge Stew.
-My soul is melting!
-Do you know what provides
instant relief for that? Milk.
-Yeah. It worked right away.
-Give it to me!
-Oh, we'll give you the milk.
Right after you agree not
to take Munchy's recipe.
-Forget it! Someone give me milk.
Dude, I know you'll help me! You're my brother.
-I'll give you the milk.
But first, rip up these contracts so Munchy
and all these other dudes get their recipes back.
Oh, and my contract's in there too.
-Not a chance!
-All right.
Consider this milk outie , .
-Fine, you win!
-Great! Get ripping.
[cheers and applause]
-We did it!
-You betcha!
Not only is your stew amazing,
but you just gave everyone back their recipes
and me back my life.
Munchy, you earned this.
-The golden chef's hat? Dude.
-Dude.
-This is for you, Great Grand-Munchy.
[cheers and applause]
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
-Great Grand-Munchy out.
-Thank you. Thank you very much.