01x09 - Lily Pad Thai/Plantar's Last Stand

[bunniefuu]

[theme music playing]

[frogs croaking]

[pleasant music playing]

There you go. Now you're gettin' it.

Anne, wanna chop off some veggies for me?

You got it, HP.

[grunting]

Wow, where'd you learn to cut like that?

You know, my parents actually
owned a Thai restaurant back home.

Ah, whoops. Hold on.

I used to work there all
the time and help out.

I hope they're doing OK without me.

-Well, how about that? A restaurant.
-Pretty impressive, Anne.

[expl*si*n]

-Yep, I blew up the pizza.
-Oh! Dang it, Sprig.

Well, looks like this meal's a bust.
Who wants to eat out?

Oh, wow. This place is not to code.

Oh, man. The font on these menus
is way too small.

Rookie mistake.

Here you are. Four bowls of slop.

Enjoy. Or don't.
Makes no difference to me.

Thanks, Stumpy.

Excuse me? Hello? Over here. Yoo-hoo!

There be a problem, sir?

Um, yes, there's only one fly in my soup.
There should be dozens.

I mean, how hard is it
to run a restaurant anyway?

You just put food on tables.
A tadpole can do it.

[groans]
Who's that jerk? And why won't he shut up?

That is Albus Duckweed.
He writes reviews for the paper.

-They have comic strips sometimes.
-[Polly ] Blah!

He thinks he's better than everyone else

-just 'cause he talk good.
-It's true.

-[groans] A foodie. Say no more.
-[Albus shouting indistinctly]

We dealt with snobs like him
all the time back home.

Just listening to him is driving me crazy.

[groans] I can't take this anymore.

Anne, just ignore it
and enjoy your slug gruel. Anne?

-I mean, seriously, look at this place...
-Hey. Lay off, buddy.

-Running a restaurant is hard.
-Kid, what are you doing?

Ha! Well, what does a creature like you
know about running a restaurant?

Well, what does a little lizard
like you know about anything?

Besides, my parents
ran a restaurant back home,

so I know what I'm talkin' about.

Well, if your parents
are anything like you,

I'm sure their restaurant was terrible.

Oh, yeah? Well, tell you what then.
Why don't you come back in...

I don't know, two days or something?

And we'll have completely
turned this place around.

I, uh, I beg your pardon. What?

Oh, a wager is it?
Fine, I'll be back in two days.

Looking forward to writing my review
and shutting this place down.

Kid, what have you done?
That was the most popular critic in town.

One bad review from him
and we're finished.

Stumpy, I know I got carried away,
but we can do this.

The Boonchuy family pride is at stake.
What do you say?

I say...

you just put me out of business.

Bound to happen eventually, I suppose.

Anne, did you just promise
to save this restaurant?

-In two days?
-By yourself?

Yep. That's, uh,
that's pretty much what just happened.

Uh, me and my big mouth.

[rooster crowing]

[Stumpy humming]

Dang mushroom needs replacing.

Not that it matters anymore.

-[exclaims] Mother of pearl!
-Hey, Stumpy!

How long you been here?

All night. Couldn't sleep, too excited!

-So, you ready to b*at that critic?
-[scoffs] Creepy kid.

What do you wanna start with?
Change the menu, redecorate...

Burn this place to the ground
and start over?

Look, kid, you're on your own.
Do whatever you want.

It's not gonna make a difference
in the end, anyway.

[laughs] Oh. That is where you're wrong.

[upbeat music playing]

Pow! Ha-cha! Ha!

Oh, what day is it?

-[grunting]
-[Stumpy groans]

[growling]

-[screaming]
-[growling]

[laughs] I knew about that garbage lizard.

[sighs]

[screaming]

-[Stumpy laughs]
-Nice sh*t.

Direct hit! You got it.

-Thanks.
-Bullseye!

I gotta hand it to you, Anne.
This place looks great.

We even scrubbed the Wally out.

That's what you think!

-[laughs]
-[crashing]

The critic is gonna be blown away.

Blown away? Ha! No.

All we've done is mop the floors
and clean some dishes.

This place is still a house
of broken dreams.

Harsh, but on point.

If we're gonna impress that critic,
we've got a lot more work to do.

We need a complete
and total transformation.

What do you mean? Like placemats?

[Anne] Bigger.

Oh. I'm gonna need me
hammer hand for this.

[whirring, hammering]

What are you all looking at?

-[crowd chattering]
-Stumpy's changed overnight.

-[frog ] Wow, look over there.
-[frog ] It's so exotic.

-Oh, my goodness.
-Sawadi-ka

And welcome to Stumpy's.

Wartwood's first frog-Thai fusion
restaurant, now with napkins.

-[crowd chattering]
-Napkins? What are those?

Need a refill of fly ice tea?
On the house, sweetie.

Order up, enjoy.

-Hmmm.
-That's good.

I'll take the maggot larb.
Did I say that right? Larb...

It's actually pronounced "laap."

Well, how about that?

One foot in the grave
and still learning new things.

I've never seen this place so packed.

What... what's this weird feeling
in me chest?

That is called hope. I think
we might actually pull this off, dude.

[bell dings]

Please. Please stop ringing that bell.

Anne, this place is amazing.

You weren't kidding
when you said you were good at this.

Oh, yeah! Score one for Anne.

So, table for three.

Ooh, sorry guys. All the tables are full.

[clears throat loudly]

They can have my table. I am done here.

-[gasps] It's...
-Duckweed! He's here!

-I have another question...
-Thanks for coming.

OK, great, see ya.

Duckweed? What's with the disguise?

Oh, this? It's kind of a critic thing.

-Really?
-Uh-huh.

It's to guarantee that we get
a genuine experience, you know?

Oh, interesting. If you knew it was me,
you'd probably zhuzh it up a bit,

make it a little bit better.

But in a disguise, you're just gonna
serve me like anyone else.

-Oh, that's actually really clever.
-Thank you!

So, did you like the food?

Oh, right... No!

I found the experience had no cohesion,

like one thing was clumsily grafted
on top of another.

And when I publish my review,
your restaurant will be ruined.

[laughs] I love my job.

Will you, uh... Will you give us a moment?
Stay right there.

That's it. It's over. We're finished!

The second that review goes up,
this restaurant goes down.

[grunts] Pull yourself together, man.

We can do this. It's time
to bring out the big g*ns.

My parents' squid and basil special.

No critic in town could resist.

OK.

-I already said OK.
-Sorry, sorry.

I am amped!

Hey, we've got a special dinner
just for you. Be right back.

Don't go anywhere.

Amusing. All right,
I'll play your little game.

So... this mean we can't have your table?

Man, squid are huge here.

It's not a squid. It's a Kraken.

[Anne] Eh, potato, tomato.

[Anne grunts]

Gangway, coming through.

All right, dude.
Get ready to be blown away.

Oh, my...

What an exotic selection.

-[kraken growling]
-[screaming]

[roars]

Assassinating your critics, I love it.

[roaring]

OK, this is a disaster.
I never should have made this dumb wager.

Anne, calm down.
Maybe we can't save the restaurant,

but we sure can save those
people's lives. What do you say?

I say, let's crush this calamari.

[gasps] I've got an idea.

[exclaims]

-[squid roars]
-[all screaming]

[yells]

Mm... Oh, that's good.

Stumpy! The lemon!

Coming right up.

Pad See Ew, you later.

[kraken screeches]

I don't think this thing's
getting back up.

-[all sigh]
-Phew.

So, Duckweed. Guess you got
a bad review to write huh?

Bad? Bad?

That was incredible!
A food that tries to eat you?

The irony, the ecstasy!
I simply must tell everyone.

To the message board!

-You go, girl!
-Go, Anne!

She lives in my basement.

Wait, you guys have a message board?

Sure do. It's a literal board.

Well. Guess we better clean
this place up. Again.

Stumpy, I'm sorry about all this.

I took things way too far.

No way, Anne.
This whole thing was a big success.

You even convinced this old grump
to actually care.

If your parents could see this,
I'm sure they'd be proud.

Thanks, Stumpy. Put 'er there.

Oh, this feels nice. What is this?
Oak, mahogany?

It's carved from the bones
of me missing hand.

Oh, come on!

[frogs croaking]

[Sprig] Ah, the Wartwood Farmer's Market,

where salt of the earth frogs come
to sell stuff and fill up on free samples.

That wasn't a sample.

Now it's like nothing happened.

I... I can pay for that.

[humming]

[both] Good morning, Mrs. Croaker.

Oh, I'll take this here
gangly gourd, Hopadiah.

Oh, I sense a batch
of Croaker stew coming on.

Hmm. Hang on there, Sadie.
You don't want that one.

Mm-hmm...

Ah-ha! It's a gourd maggot.

These guys taste terrible.

[screaming]

It's in my hair! It's in my hair!

Here, take this one, instead.
It's maggot-free.

Classic Plantar honesty.

I've been buying from this stand
since your father was running it.

And y'all have never steered me wrong.

Very impressive Hop Pop.

That is the Plantar difference, Anne.

You can't taste honesty.
But if you could...

[both] ...it'd taste like
a Plantar stand vegetable.

This stand is the heart and soul
of our family.

I don't know what I'd do
if we ever lost it.

Bad news, everyone! Bad news!

Gonna run away before you read it!

That Toadie... [mumbles]

Say what?
Mayor Toadstool is quadrupling the rent!

And he wants it in three days!

Have you seen this? This is outrageous!

At this rate, we'll lose the stand.
What are we gonna do?

Hmm...

Got it! Snugaroos.
Blankets you wear over your clothes.

What the... Anne, we're a vegetable stand.

No, I mean, we need our own Snugaroo.
A flashy new product.

Something like, like... Ah-ha!

[grunts] A little bit of this, shake it up
and... introducing Plantar's Potion.

A hearty mix of vitamins and minerals

that'll extend your life
and keeps you regular.

Wowza. All that in one jar?

Heck if I know, I just made all that up.

But health drinks
are all the rage back home.

The best part? We can charge
through the nose for them.

[smirks] I don't know what a nose is,
but it's worth a sh*t.

[clears throat]
New product, new product everyone.

This here is a freshly made bottle of...
What was it again?

Plantar's Potion!

Yes, you in the front, Wally.

Does it taste good?

Wouldn't know. Haven't tried it yet.

-Oh.
-[coughs]

Hey, Hop Pop! Can we chat for a second?

-Sprig, work the crowd.
-Yes, ma'am.

[clears throat]
Sprig Plantar, ten years old.

[plays "Fur Elise"]

-[cheers, applause]
-Beautiful.

Dude, if you wanna sell this stuff,
you gotta sell this stuff!

Make promises you can't keep and junk.

Did you forget this stand
was built on honesty?

Hop Pop, in three days,
there won't be a stand.

[sighs] I'll give it a try.

Take five, boy. I'll take it from here.

You got it, Hop Pop! Hop, hop!

Folks, I'd really appreciate it
if you bought this drink.

Uhh...

[thuds]

Because it'll make you,
I don't know... stronger?

[crowd murmurs]

And uh... smarter, too.

[all] Smarter? Smarter, too?

Hmm...

Folks, one sip of Plantar's Potion...

and you may very well live forever!

-I'll take ten!
-I'll take hundred!

[laughs] Ow, ow.

-Wee! [laughs]
-[giggles]

Suffering swamp gas.

We gotta step up production
on this stuff. Fast!

[crowd cheering]

Incoming!

[groans] Fresh P juice coming up.

All right, who's next?

[all] Me, me, me!

There he is! Look, Daddy, the potion man.

Folks!

Say, any of you been
losing this stick on your tongue?

One sip of Plantar's potion [gargles]

and my tongue has never felt stickier.

[cheers, applause]

Feeling dry?

Plantar's Potion will have you
moist and smooth.

Just look at the sheen on me!

[all] Ooh!

It'll make your warts bigger.

It'll make your kids talk back less.

It'll erase all the regrets
that keep you up at night.

[cheering, applause]

[laughs] I know I doubted you, Anne,
but this is really working.

I gotta say, Hop Pop,
you've gotten really good at this.

Why thank you, young lady.

-[Sprig] Guys, guys!
-Big problem!

[all gasp].

We used up all our produce.
There's nothing left.

No! We're so close.
We can't fall short now.

Let's see... A-ha! Jackpot!

Uh... Yeah, uh...
Yeah, that's literally garbage.

Garbage? Or Plantar Potion's
new secret ingredient?

-Ew.
-Still need a bit more, though.

[laughing] Maybe some of these.

[laughing]

That'll work. Yeah.

You sure about this, Hop Pop?

Oh, I'm sure. Everyone's hooked.

They'll buy anything I sell them.

Now get in there, stompers.

-Aye, aye!
-Right.

Go on. Get, get.

[laughing]

Yes! Yes!

Let it flow! Come to Hop Papa.

Oh, boy.

[groans, belches]

Friends and frog folk, step right up.

New limited edition Plantar's Potion.

Only coppers a bottle!

-Twenty coppers? No one's gonna buy that--
-Gangway.

Thank you for your patronage.

I'm gonna feed this to my baby.

[groans] Well, did we make it?
Did we save the stand?

Just about. We gotta sell to
one more sucker and we'll be home free.

I'll take a bottle, Hopadiah.

[gasps] Sadie Croaker,

the stand's oldest
and most loyal customer.

Usually, I find potions and the like
to be a bunch of malarkey,

but if Hopadiah Plantar says it works,
then it must.

Been saving this gold farthing
for a while now.

Waiting for something special
to spend it on. One bottle, please.

Uh... we're all sold out.

-No, we're not!
-Oh, thank you, deary.

[stammers]

To Hop Pop and the Plantars,
the most honest folks in the business.

Oof, even I felt that one.

[all] To the Plantars!

[breathing heavily]

[Hop Pop] No!

What has gotten into you Hopadiah?

That was no health potion!

It's garbage!

Folks, I'm so sorry.
I never meant any harm.

All I was trying to do was save my stand.

-Huh?
-[screams]

Hop Pop! They want the garbage potion!

[crowd screaming]

Eaten by flies? Oh, the irony!

Hey, let go of my bumpkin frog family!

[screams]

[Hop Pop] Hey!

Ain't this what you want?

[all screaming]

You really want this so bad?

Then drop the kids and go get it.

[screaming]

[sighs] Everyone OK?

Not really.

Kids, I messed up big.

I was so desperate to save the stand,
I forgot what the stand was even about.

So, what now?

We go make things right.

That's the Plantar way.

-Apologies.
-[scoffs]

Here you go, sir. I hope you'll give
Plantars another chance someday.

I know things are bad, Hop Pop,
but if it makes you feel any better,

you were a crazy good salesman.

[laughs] I was good, wasn't I?

Well, Hopadiah, looks like you're
going to have to earn our trust back.

That being said,
I think your father would be proud

that you did the right thing today.

Thanks, Sadie. I'll work hard
to earn your trust back.

Not at this stand, you won't!

No coin, no stand.

Time to clear out!

Don't worry, Hop Pop.
We'll help you get the stand back.

You want me to... [clicks tongue]
off Toadie? I'll do it. You know I will.

Thanks, kids.
Let's just get home and relax a little.

You know, maybe the end of one
tradition means the start of another.

Maybe I ought to start over
the Hop Pop way,

experiment with those new seed varieties
I always wanted to try.

That's the spirit, Hop Pop.

Yeah, we're gonna make it after all.

-[all laugh]
-The future is ours.

Oh, frog! I'm unemployed!