05x04 - My kingdom for a pie & The world according to Gusto

[bunniefuu]

[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]

[HUMMING]

Coming through.

Gruffi Gummi.

Can't you put up those shelves up
some other time?

I thought you wanted it done
as soon as possible.

But not while I'm cooking.

Listen, Grammi,
if you want this done, it's now or never.

- Says who?
GRUFFI: Says me.

[TUMMI SNIFFING]

Oh, boy. My nose was right.

[GRUFFI & GRAMMI ARGUING]

Grammi's fabulous
Gummiberry fudge cake.

Uh, Grammi?

Could I have a piece of cake?

Not until after lunch, Tummi, dear.

Uh, is lunch ready yet?

No, and it won't be
until Mr. Fix-It finishes here

- and puts everything away.
- Hmm.

So the sooner Gruffi gets done,
the sooner we'll have lunch?

- That's right.
- Then I'll help.

Tummi, no!

It's no bother, Grammi, really.

[GRAMMI GASPS]

[GASPS THEN GRUNTS]

Say, what's the big idea?

Sorry, Gruffi.

- I just thought I'd help.
- Help?

Do you think the Great Gummis
let their stomachs do the thinking for them

the way you always do?

Well, not always.

Honestly, you'd probably sell Grammi
for a sandwich.

Uh-uh.

It would take more than just a sandwich.

If you really wanna help, Tummi,
why don't you take out the garbage?

TUMMI:
Okay, Grammi.

GRAMMI:
Tummi.

Uh, I thought I saw a fly near the cake,
so I just--

You need to learn
a little self-control, darling.

But I've got plenty of self-control.
Honest.

Sure thing, Tummi.
And I'm the Sugar Plum Fairy.

Look, I promise I won't even think
about food for the rest of the day.

- Cross my heart.
- Ha!

Don't bite off more than you can chew.

TUMMI:
I'll show Gruffi I have willpower.

Why, I wouldn't even touch
Grammi's fudge cake.

And forget those mouthwatering
lemon tarts.

Not to mention those honey-glazed hams
topped with candied cherries.

[SIGHS]

Well, down the good old garbage sh**t.

Remember, stomach, willpower.

[SNIFFING]

Hey, what's that?

[GASPS]

"A Fabulous Food Fair sponsored by

the Daughters
of the Dunwynian Revolution"?

IGTHORN:
Toadwart, what's going on here?

Enterprising Toadie set clever trap
to catch Gummis for dearest Dukie.

You think you'll catch Gummi Bears
with a food fair?

TOADIE: Everyone knows Gummis
have sweet tooth.

I see. And have you caught
any of the little fur balls yet?

No, but we've sold coffee cakes.

IGTHORN:
You muddle-headed miscreant.

This is the most ridiculous,
harebrained scheme I've ever seen.

But, Dukie,
according to my Party Ogre's AImanac,

- it's a foolproof plan.
- Aah!

- Whoa!
- The onIy fool around here is you.

TOADIE:
Dukie, wait.

GAD:
Dukie right. Costume party not for us.

Yeah, this dress not my style.

- No more food fair.
- We go home.

Wait, as head chair-ogre,
I command you to-- Aah!

TUMMI:
Now's my chance.

Mm. What's for dessert?

Lookie, Gummi.

BOTH: Huh?
- Uh-oh.

TOADIE:
Tackle that pie poacher.

What a waste of good food.

Not so fast, naughty Gummi.

- So how much is this pie anyway?
- No sale.

Drag the prisoner to Drekmore.

TUMMI: But I don't know
how to make Gummiberry Juice.

TOADIE: Tricky Gummi
can't fool quick-witted Toadie.

I want you to cook, cook, cook.

- But--
- No buts, bear.

Or it'll be the executive deluxe
t*rture plan for you.

Oh, sounds painful.

You'll be forced to listen
to a medley of popular folk tunes

sung by Gad and Zook.

Ah. Gruffi was right.
I let my stomach do all the thinking.

Why couldn't you be a little smarter?

Has Dukie found what he looking for?

No, you two-legged piece of furniture.

These ancient maps
of Gummi hiding places are worthless.

My plan worked, O Militudinous One.

Intrepid Toadie
has captured a Gummi Bear.

Don't bother me, you-- What?

Hard-working hostage now in kitchen
making Gummiberry Juice.

Excellent work.

Let's check
on our furry friend's progress.

Toadie sure to get bonus today.

Dunwyn, prepare to be conquered.

What? That's not the bear
who makes the juice.

That's what I tried to tell him.

But, Dukie, this is a Gummi Bear.

Silence, you recipient
of the Nincompoop of the Year Award.

My sincerest apologies
for your inconvenience, dear friend.

Please, I insist you accept my hospitality
and stay for lunch.

But I've, uh, already eaten.

Nonsense.
There's always room for more.

Now, just relax.

My ogre will escort you
to the dining room.

- Toadie not get it.
- Of course you don't, pea brain.

Food is this bear's weakness.

The way to the other Gummis
is through his stomach.

It's as easy as pie.

I must be dreaming.

Soup's on.

[SNIFFS]

I was right. I am dreaming.

Not at all, dear friend. Now, eat, eat.

Gee, maybe I've been wrong about you,
Igthorn.

Why, of course you have.

So, uh, tell me, where is Gummi Glen?

Oh, it's-- Wait a minute.

I can't tell you that.

You visit my humble home,
I visit your humble home.

Isn't that the way friendship works?

Yeah, but you're no friend, Igthorn.

And I'm not gonna fall
for any of your tricks.

Look, it's quite simple.

I give you food in exchange
for a tiny piece of information.

Believe me, you're getting
the better end of the bargain.

That's what you think.

Toadwart, why don't we show our guest

what other gastronomic delights
this castle can produce?

Right-o, Your Dukiness.

[RINGING]

TOADIE:
Let the feast begin.

IGTHORN:
All this is yours, dear Gummi Bear.

There's just one little thing you must do.

Tell me where your friends live!

Gruffi warned me about this.

Remember, stomach, willpower.

Do you like snow cones?

Ice that melts in your mouth
like spun sugar?

Comes in different flavours,

including strawberry, vanilla
and Dukie's favourite, cherry banana.

You can show me all the food in the world,
but I won't talk.

Methinks the bear protests too much,
don't you, Toadie?

Heh-heh. A little kick
and I think he's ready to go over the edge.

Maybe your delight lies
in something sweeter.

TOADIE:
Ta-da!

[TUMMI GASPS]

That smells just like
Grammi's fabulous fudge cake.

How about a free sample?
Just a tiny morsel.

No, no.

Ah. Pity. If you don't want it,
we might as well throw it away.

Are you sure you don't want a taste?

Just an eensy-teensy one?

Yes! Yes, I'll tell you anything.

Just give me the cake.

Splendid.
We knew you were a bear of reason.

TUMMI:
Can't I even have a crumb?

Of course. After you show me
where the Gummis live.

I'll show you all right.

Isn't this wonderful?
I've got him eating out of my hand.

That's my Dukie.

You've won, Igthorn.

Here's the way into Gummi Glen.

This had better be it.

You've gone around in so many circles,
I'm not sure where we are anymore.

Yum! Smells like Gummi cooking.

This must be the place.

I'd better go in first.

Wait, I don't trust you Gummis.

I'll go first.

[IGTHORN SCREAMS]

Why don't you go next?

TOADIE: Aah!
- Good riddance to bad rubbish.

Gummi trick Dukie.

BOTH: Oof!
- Sorry, guys.

Gotta eat and run.

TOADIE: This not where Gummis live,
Dukimente.

IGTHORN:
Brilliant observation, fish face.

[WATER RUSHING]

IGTHORN:
Uh-oh.

[BOTH YELL]

Guess it not a good time
to ask for raise.

[TUMMI GROANS]

Hi, everybody.

Tummi, where have you been?

You missed lunch
and you almost missed dinner.

Oh, that's okay, Grammi.
I'm not very hungry.

But I baked your favourite cake.

I don't wanna think about food
for a long time.

Uh, at least for a week, that is.

Well, well, looks like you've got
some willpower after all.

[TUMMI GROANS]

There. Now these Quickcars
will run just like new.

Right, Gruffamundo.
And they'll look just like new too.

Hmm. I doubt they ever looked like this.

Nice stripes.

[GASPS]

Oh. Quite the fashion statement, Gruff.
Too bad plaid's the fad.

- Very funny, Gusto.
CUBBI: Hi, Gruffi.

Need a hand?

Whee! Whoa!

[CUBBI THUDS]

Cubbi, how many times do I have to
tell you not to slide down that banister?

You know the rules around here.

And you know you're not supposed to eat
snacks before dinner, Cubbi dear.

- I know, I know. It's the rules.
- That's right.

And a responsible bear
needs to follow those rules.

It's the Gummi way.

Whoa, whoa, Gruffamundo,
there's onIy one rule a Gummi needs.

And that is, there are no rules.

Following rules
is like painting by numbers.

- Like, where's the creativity, right?
- Aah!

Throw out the rules,
and you get new, new, new.

How do you think I can paint
the way I do?

I've always wondered.

Wow, no rules.
I wish I could live like Gusto.

Well, if you wanna live like Gusto,
maybe you should live with Gusto.

- Say what?
- Well, at least for one night.

Could I really?

Oh, wow, that'd be great, Gusto.

W-- With me?
But I-- I mean, I-- Come on--

Please, Gusto?

Hey, why not? I mean,
maybe I can teach the kid a thing or two.

That's what I'm afraid of.

Now, Gruffi, I think it's a fine idea.

Besides,
you're forgetting one very important rule.

And what's that?

Never argue with Grammi.

GUSTO:
Well, here we are, Cubbub.

Now, it may look like a hole in the wall,
but to me, it's home.

Some home.

Uh, where should I put my bag?

Any place you want.

But Gruffi says
there's a place for everything.

And everything should be put
in its proper place.

Come on, kiddo, cut loose.

Remember, the onIy rule around here is,
there are no rules.

Sounds good to me.

Just don't put it there.

Or there. Oh, and not there.

Wow, I've never seen
anything like that before.

That's the idea.
It's one of a kind, like me.

Go ahead, kiddo, give it a whirl.

Gee, thanks.

Whoa, Cubbub, where's the fire?

You're never supposed to spin the wheel
that fast.

How come?

[YELLS]

CUBBI:
Uh, sorry, Artie.

Hey, heh, no need to ruffle your feathers.

Besides, it's you, Artie boy.
Ha, ha. It's you.

Uh-oh. Look out!

Awk! Don't ruffle your feathers.

It's you, Gusto. It's you. Ha, ha!

Hey, so the little Cub-ola made a mess.
Big deal. It could happen to anyone.

Besides, I've wanted to clean off
these shelves for weeks.

CUBBI:
Yahoo!

Here comes the Gummi Express.

Wow, what a ride. Up, up, and away.

[SQUEAKING]

Hey, slow down, speedy. That's no toy.

You know you're not supposed
to play in this.

CUBBI:
But it's fun.

Well, it may be fun,
but it could be danger-- Whoa!

CUBBI:
Are you all right, Gusto?

That's it. Party's over.

It's time this bear laid down the law.

Hey, you sound just like Gruffi.

Whoa, the Cubster's right.

Imagine me sounding like Gruffamundo.

Ha. I'd better watch it.

Ah. There's nothing like a little painting
to take my mind off--

[CUBBI SINGS FANFARE]

Charge!

I, Sir Cubbi,
am about to slay this dragon.

Why do I always have to be the dragon?
Whoa!

Listen, Cubster, how many times do I have
to tell you, no running around in here?

[GUSTO GRUNTS]

[YELLING]

[YELLS]

Whoa. This is no place
for a Gummi to hang out.

[GRUNTS THEN YELLS]

Gusto!

[COUGHING]

Sorry.
You're not upset with me, are you?

Me? Upset? Ha, ha!

Hey, come on,
I said no rules, and I meant it.

I mean, so what if inspiration's
finally struck and I'm all out of paint?

We'll just make some more, right?
Right?

No problem.

[FROG CROAKING]

Boy, who would have ever thought
that one little Gummi

could give me such a big headache?

Now I know why I live alone.

CUBBI:
Yahoo!

One bucket of raspberry red
coming down.

Whoa, settle down, hotshot.

I can't help it, Gusto.

This has been the best day of my life.

When I grow up,
I wanna be just like you.

Really?

Hmm. I guess it hasn't been
that bad of a day.

Hey, Cubaroo,
how about having some real fun?

Sure, partner.

Terrific. Let's watch the sunset.

But Gruffi always says
we should save our Gummiberry Juice

for something important.

Come on, Cubb,
watching the sunset is important.

And I don't wanna miss it.

Whatever you say, Gusto.

Voilà. Hey, is that beautiful
or is that beautiful?

CUBBI:
Wow!

See what I mean?

Now, that's what I call the end
to a perfect da--

Huh?

Cubaroo.

Cub, Cub, Cub, you know better
than to bounce off alone at night.

But I was just taking a shortcut home.

Shh! Ixnay, buddy.
This road leads straight into Drekmore.

That's a definite no-go.

Lighten up, Gusto,
you're sounding like Gruffi again.

Yeah? Well, as impossible as it seems,

this is one time
old Gruffamundo may be right.

After all,
maybe sometimes we do need rules.

And the first rule is-- Cubbi!

Oh, what do I have to do
to make that little Gummi listen to me?

What do I have to do
to make naughty ogres listen to Toadie?

Ogres listen to Toadie.

Yeah, we just not do what you say.

But Dukie needs fungus
to feed faithful ogres.

- Gad faithful ogre.
- Zook too.

Dear Dukems not gonna like this at all.

Uh, maybe taking a shortcut
wasn't such a good idea.

[GASPS]

All right, buster,
I have something to say to you.

Ogres have something to say too.

GAD: Gotcha.
ZOOK: Gotcha.

Oh, no. What do we do now?

[LAUGHS NERVOUSLY]

Plead for our lives?

TOADIE:
Good work, men.

Dukimente's gonna like
cart full of Gummis

even better than cart full of fungus.

Yuck! Those ogres make me sick.

- Hey, that's it, Cubbaroony.
- Huh?

The perfect plan.
OnIy this time, we play by the rules.

Now, here's what we do.
I want you to go here...

Catching Gummis will make
up-and-coming Toadie look real good.

Uh, Toadie never look good.

[CUBBI & GUSTO GROANING]

Gummis not look good.

[BOTH GROANING]

Not sound good neither.

Careful, boys. I'm afraid
we've got a bad case of Gummioliosis.

And it's highly contagious.

Not onIy that, but it can make you sick.

[CUBBI & GUSTO GROANING]

[OGRES GASP]

CUBBI: Looks like you wart heads
are already catching it.

Uh-oh. Zook don't look so good.

Zook no feel so good neither.

Yup, you've got all the symptoms.

Well, tiptop Toadie feels just dandy.

Good, because as long as you don't see
any spots before your eyes, you're A-okay.

Hmmph. I don't see any spo-- Spots?

Spots! I see spots!

GUSTO: Oh, bad news, pals. Looks like
you've got a major case of Gummioliosis.

Of course, it could be nothing,
as long as you don't start feeling dizzy.

Too late.
Toadie already feeling a bit woozy.

Ooh. Maybe I better lie down.

[GAD GROANS]

And get plenty of rest.

How will dear Dukie get along
without me once I'm gone?

- Actually, there is one cure.
- What?

All you've gotta do is follow these rules
from the Great Gummi doctor.

- "Take three baths a day"?
- With soap?

GUSTO: And water.
BOTH: Ugh!

"And then scrub spots
with one small ogre."

Uh, where we get small ogre?

[BOTH GASP]

BOTH:
Toadie.

TOADIE: No, no, I'm much bigger
than I look. Stay back.

Help!

[TOADIE YELLING]

Just what the doctor ordered.

Guess having rules
does come in handy.

GUSTO: Yeah, remember, stick together
and stay on the right path.

And look before you leap,
and brush after every meal, and...

GRAMMI: So did you have a good time,
Cubbi dear?

It was the greatest.

Oh, you should have been there,
Gruffamundo.

Well, he certainIy sounds like he stayed
with Gusto.

I hope that babbling bear
didn't teach you any more bad habits.

No, but he did teach me
how important it is to obey rules.

You learned that from Gusto?

Bingo, Gruffamundo.

I mean, after all,
we're really not that different.

More like two Gummiberries
on the same branch. Ha, ha!