03x13 - Mother of Olms/Grime's Pupil

[bunniefuu]

Theme music...

[frogs croaking]

Mother Olm's chamber
is at the end of this tunnel.

But be careful.

Especially if
you're frail and weak.

How's it going back there,
old-timer?

Who are you calling old?

- [bones cr*ck]
- [grunts]

Oh, help me, frog!

- [grunting]
- [screaming]

[screaming continues]

[grunts]

[all groaning]

Sorry, kids.
My ding-dang knee's been acting up again.

Forty years of farming
will do that to ya.

Good going.

At this rate, you're gonna get
everyone k*lled.

[both laugh]

[groans]

Huh? Ooh!

Wow! What does this do?

[clanging]

- [bones cr*ck]
- Ow!

- Whoa!
- [screaming]

[all grunt]

[rumbling]

- [bones shaking]
- [grunts]

Who is it that summons me?

[all] Wow!

Uh, greetings, Mother Olm.

I'm Anne Boonchuy.
This is Sasha Way bright.

Hey.
And the Plantars.

- Hello.
- What's up?

Ooh, frogs!

Hasn't been one here
in about , years.

And, as for you two,

how exotic.

We need your help.

King Andrias is
destroying Amphibia and...

- [Mother Olm] Wait!
- Hold on.

Do you hear a flapping sound,
like a million tiny little wings?

No?

It's just me?

Must be all in my head.
Continue.

So, Sasha and I and our friend
Marcy got zapped to Amphibia

- by a music box and...
- [Mother Olm] Music box?

I am the keeper of the prophecy
of the stones and the music box,

upon which the fate
of all world rests.

And that prophecy is...

- [drumming stops]
- Wait. How did it go again?

Hold on.
It'll come back to me.

Oh, okay.
Here we go.

The prophecy is...

- [drumming stops]
- ...gone. It's gone.

[all] What?

Listen, kids, when you
get to be a certain age,

things like your memory
and body just stop working

and abandon you
like bad friends.

[sighs] Tell me about it.

Well, is there maybe a way
we could help you remember it?

Nope. No chance.
When it's gone, it's gone.

[all sigh]

- But there is one chance.
- I thought you just said...

Dr. Yohan's
incredible Brain Cream.

Dr. Yohan himself
used to apply it,

but he went missing
some years back.

And ever since then,
I've had memory problems

and intense migraines.

Okay.
So we rub this gunk on your forehead?

My forehead?
No. No, no, no, no.

This only works if you put it
directly on my brain.

We're going inside your head?

- Cool!
- Uh, can we not?

I kind of have a thing
with ears.

Suck it up, Sash!

It's incredibly dangerous
in there, so be careful.

Hey, uh, kids. I think
I'm gonna sit this one out.

What? Is it because
of what those jerk guards said?

Listen, HP,
you're not gonna slow us down.

Yeah.
You may be old, but you're still a k*ller.

Thanks, kids.
But you go on ahead.

Oh-ho-ho, I am all ears, baby.

Sasha!

But it's gross
and I don't wanna! [Crying]

[sighs, groans]

- Hmm.
- Care for some tea, handsome?

Whoa!

[laughs] Nice.

Whoa!

[groaning]

Ooh, the eardrum!

This must be the way
Dr. Yohan used to take.

[drumroll]

[door creaks]

[echoing] Echo!

[gasps]

[echoing] Big lot of poo!

[gasps] Language, young lady!

- [laughing]
- Real mature, Polly.

- Sasha, look out!
- Huh?

[all groan]

Worst mission ever!

Best mission ever.

This hot tea's just what my joints needed,
Mother Olm. Thank you.

Oh, you're welcome.

You know, it took me years
to perfect that recipe.

Curse these joints of mine.

Getting old is the worst.

Oh, it's not that bad.

Our age gives us
valuable wisdom.

Hmm. I mean, I might know a thing or two
about a thing or two.

Do you now?
Like what?

I know every jingle invented
to sell cowapillar milk.

Uh, okay.

Now, that actually might
be useless.

- Got anything else?
- Well, I also got decades

of horticultural experience

as a veggie farmer.

Now you're talking.

- [screams]
- [grunts]

Ooh, sorry. Looks
like those kids

reached my nervous system.

[electricity crackling]

It's just like limbo.

[screams]

[groans]

Looks like you touched
a nerve there, Anne.

[screams]

Ha-ha!

[screaming]

[Sasha] I hate this!

[screaming]

[all scream]

[all grunt]

- What the heck is this?
- [gasps]

It's the brain.

Finally! [Laughs]

Race you to the other side.
[chuckles]

[chuckles, grunts]

Sorry about that, mister.

[screams]

I think
we just found Dr. Yohan.

Eh, old and gone.
Let's move it along!

- Ew!
- [groans]

[sighs] Balm applied.
Mission accomplished.

Thank goodness.
Can we please get out of here already?

Hey, do you guys hear something,
almost like flapping?

- Batsquitoes!
- Run!

[slurping]

Well, that explains
the migraines.

Oh, there they go again.

[roaring]

[all scream]

[all screaming]

Ew!

Ugh. What is this stuff?
It's like quicksand.

I think we're in
Mother Olm's nose,

- which means this must be...
- [both] Don't say it!

Oh, my ears popped.

[rumbling]

What the... Batsquitoes?

But what about the kids?

[all] Help!

Do you hear that too?

Kids! Kids, can you hear me?

Hop Pop, help!

We're stuck
in Mother Olm's nose.

Oh, it's gross, gross.

Quick, Mother Olm, sneeze!

I can't sneeze on command.

[thinking]
Think, Hopediah, think.

Dark, dank conditions.

Constant temperature.

Perfect conditions for...

Yes!

A wild varietal of wartsabi.

And there's riverwart.

And ragweed.

And some mold
from this wood.

Mother Olm, put your nose
near those stairs.

[Thinking] All right, Hopediah,
you can do this.

Dang it, knees.
Stop a-shaking!

[grunting]

What's that smell?

A mixture of the most pungent,
allergy-inducing plants in Amphibia!

Take a big whiff!

[inhales]

[sniffs] Ah, ah...

- What's happening?
- What is that?

Ah...

- What's going on?
- I don't know!

[sneezes]
[all screaming]

[screaming continues]

Bless you.

[groans] Worst mission ever!

Hop Pop, you saved us.

You're the best, Hop Pop!

[chuckles] Guess you're
not so useless after all.

Thanks, Mother Olm.

Oh! But this back
is totally useless.

Hey, Mother Olm,
think you can remember that prophecy now?

The prophecy? Oh, yes!
Oh, the prophecy, yes, yes.

[clears throat]

Behold!

The great prophecy of the music box
that plays the songs

between the worlds is...

Nope. Still can't remember.

What? We went through
that whole ordeal for nothing?

Hey, did anyone notice
the label on this brain balm

says it expired years ago?

Wait, Mother Olm.

Did you perhaps
write it down someplace?

That's what I do when
I wanna remember something.

Oh! Well, if I had,
it might be...

up here on the ceiling!

Hop Pop, you clever dear.

What's it say?
What's it say?

Quick, before you forget
how to read!

Three stars burning bright

- come from beyond to expel the night.
- [gasps]

[Mother Olm] Should they fight
or embrace the fall?

Their choice will determine
the fate of all.

Three stars?
Is that us?

Do you burn bright
with the power of the stones?

Well, I have powers.

Wait, do Marcy and I
get cool anime powers too?

Yes, honey. You should
all get cool anime powers.

But I can't even
control my powers.

When King Andrias stole
the music box from us,

- I couldn't...
- Stole it? Huh!

Then King Andrias has stolen the powers
which are rightfully yours.

But so long as you retain
a piece of that power,

you can restore it
to your friends.

Mother Olm,
what's this prophecy for?

What are the stones?

The Olms believe
they serve a greater purpose,

and should be left alone.

While others believe
their powers should be used for conquest.

These conquerors,
with their arrogance and greed,

created an unnatural thing
that does not sleep and will not die.

The prophecy is our
one sh*t at salvation.

We believe you three
were summoned to save us

from what we've become:

The worst version of ourselves.

Unnatural thing?

- [muffled] I don't know.
- Thanks, Mother Olm.

You've given us
a huge piece of the puzzle.

Now all we need are showers.
Happen to have one of those?

Yeah... Oh, sure, girl!
Just hold right there.

[gulping]

What are you guys... Oh, no!

No!

[Sasha screaming]

Ooh, is that jasmine?

According to Mother Olm,

in order to defeat Andrias,
we need to get to that music box.

Then we're gonna need
some allies.

And I know just
who to recruit first.

Grime's sister, Beatrix,
built a secret army of toads.

I've already asked her
to meet with us and she's on her way.

But do you think
she'll go for it?

I've noticed frogs and toads
don't always get along.

That's why I sent Grime and Sprig
to be the welcome wagon.

She'll see firsthand
that frogs and toads can work together.

But Grime and Sprig
can't work together.

And ever since Sprig
b*at Grime in Newtopia,

things have been
really tense between them.

Oh, really?

So, is your sister cool,
or does being a jerk run in the family?

We do share
a hatred for the shrill

sound of whiny frog children.

You should leave.

Nope. Sasha asked me
to be here,

and she's in charge.

I mean, aren't you
just a foot soldier now?

All right! I've heard enough
out of you, you little...

- [Sasha] Hey, guys!
- [both panting]

Okay,
change of plans.

[wings flapping]

[yells]

Oh, boy. [Grunts]

[grunting]

Get off! Get off!
What's the matter, Grimothy?

All toads love a good wrestle.

Or did hanging out
with these frogs make you soft?

But seriously, Sasha,
what do you want?

Anne, drumroll,
please.

- [phone beeps]
- [drumroll playing]

As commander
of the Wartwood Resistance,

I propose you join
our frog army.

And together,
we take down Andrias.

[gasps]

Toads serving
in a frog army?

It doesn't even
make any sense.

I mean, last time I checked,
frogs couldn't even fight.

Can't fight, eh?

Shh. No. No!

If we can't fight, then how'd I b*at Grime
in a one-on-one duel?

You what?

That only proves my point.

Living with frogs has made my brother
laughably weak. [Laughs]

Thanks for
wasting my time.

Not so fast.

[yelling]

[vocalizing]

[grunts]
[screams]

[grunts]

Uh, what is happening right now?

He has invoked the sacred law
of toad challenge.

Whoa!
[sighs]

And I am honor-bound
to accept it.

State your terms,
Brother.

Standard one-on-one
arena combat.

Loser's army
joins the winner's.

Deal! But it won't be you
who I fight.

Uh, what?

Wartime law says I may choose

any of your allies
to fight in your stead.

[both] What?

- And I choose...
- [knuckles cracking]

Eenie, meenie, minie,
frog!

If this little guy wins,
we'll join your army.

But if I win,
you have to join our army.

As cannon fodder!
[laughing]

I'll return at dawn
for our battle.

Later, soon-to-be losers.

Guess I should've brushed up
on toad law. [Chuckles]

You just bet the whole rebellion
on a cage match?

And put Sprig's life
down as collateral?

Eh, I'm pretty sure
I can take her.

[all] What?

I b*at Grime
and I'll b*at her too.

You barely b*at me
amidst a chaotic siege.

Arena matches
are a different beast.

Grime, you were a gladiator.
Can you show Sprig the ropes?

I don't need fighting lessons
from Grime!

He can't even stop Beatrix
from giving him nuggies.

Fine with me!

Have fun battling
the toughest toad in Amphibia.

Enough!
I'm making a decree.

I hereby order Grime
and Sprig to go spend the night training.

If they decide to pout
like babies instead,

they'll be banished forever!
[echoing]

Or at least
until the w*r starts.

Tough but fair.
Your co-signature.

It's official!
Happy training, you two.

- [Grime] Boo!
- [Sprig] This is so unfair.

[both grumbling]

Okay. I don't like you,
you don't like me,

but can we try to let
bygones be bygones?

Nope!
Ooh!

You extorted my town
for years,

imprisoned us
when we fought back,

and tried to k*ll
my Hop Pop!

Oh, yeah?

Well, you haven't exactly
been great to me either.

I know it was you who put
poison ivy in my codpiece.

You tried to k*ll my Hop Pop!

He was a political liability!

[sighs] Okay.
This is getting old.

Guess you might as well teach me
your "special" toad tactics.

We actually do call them
special toad tactics,

so sarcasm denied.

Dang it!

[grunting]

[straining]

[grunting]

Ah!

[grunting]

[grunts]

Ah!

I said tense your abs.
Tense them!

[groans] This isn't working.

You think?

Your small frog body

is too frail for traditional
toad conditioning.

Then maybe I don't need
to fight like a dumb toad.

Say "dumb toad" again.

Dumb toa...

[yells, grunts]

That's it!
I'm outta here.

I'll figure out
how to b*at Beatrix on my own!

No, you won't.

And now it won't be my fault
when you get maimed.

How did I lose to that brat?

Take that! [Grunts]

And that! And this!

Huh?

[slurps] Ah, it's honey.

[rumbling]

[growling]

[screams] Oh, crud!

I'm smack-dab in the middle
of a hybeena nest!

- [hybeenas snarling]
- [screams]

[yells]

- [grunts]
- [hybeenas whimper]

Grime? How did you find me?

I heard your shrill, annoying
yell from across the forest.

Hurtful, but okay.

[hybeenas growling]

[hybeena whimpers]

That speed.
It's actually impressive.

Oh!

[hybeenas snarling]

[groaning]

[yells]

Whoa! [Grunts]

- [Grime grunting]
- [hybeenas snarling, whimpering]

[both] Whoo!

[sighs] Good battle.

Yeah. We whooped
their little bee booties.

I gotta say,

you pack a lot of speed
and accuracy in that tiny body.

[chuckling] And you!

You took that hit
and gave it back to them twofold.

How'd you do that?

Toads are trained from a very young age
to let rage give you strength.

If funneled correctly,
it can be a secret w*apon!

Wow, that's pretty cool.

[bird cawing]

Maybe I could learn
a thing or two from you.

Yes.

And I think maybe I've been
training you all wrong.

Instead of molding you
into the perfect toad,

I should be focusing
on your strengths as a frog.

Speed, agility,

being annoying.

Well, Grimothy, wanna give
this whole thing another sh*t?

Indeed.

But call me Grimothy again
and I'll eat you alive.

[chuckles] Wow.

[rock music playing]

Uh...

Hmm.

[grunting]

Hachi machi! Ooh!

Grime! Are you okay?

Whoo!

You're ready.

[crowd cheering]

♪ Kickin' butt
And takin' names ♪

♪ We're the school
They call Saint James! ♪

You didn't even
rewrite the song?

I'm very busy, Hop Pop.

Whoa!

[both grunt]

Here you go, bud.
Looking intimidating.

What do you think, big guy?
Do I have a chance here?

Realistically, no.

But you frogs
always surprise me.

So, like, a % chance?

[crowd booing]

Don't worry, little frog.
I'll make this quick.

We'll see who's quick.

- [bell rings]
- Begin match!

[yells]

[grunting]

[overlapping grunting]

Can't dodge every hit!

All that speed,
but no strength behind it.

This is why you
don't stand a chance!

[distorted, yells]
What the...

[Beatrix]
I've never seen this before.

From frog or toad.

That's because
it's frog and toad!

[yells]

[Beatrix grunting]

Impressive,
but you forget one thing.

We toads love a good wrestle!

- [crowd gasps]
- Sprig!

- [laughs]
- [Sprig strains]

Looks like you've let
everyone down, frog,

surprising no one.

[crowd gasping]

[Grime]
Let rage give you strength.

If you funnel it correctly,
it can be a secret w*apon.

[groaning]

[groaning]
What? What the...

[yells]

[Beatrix grunts]

[grunts]

[crowd gasps]

- Sprig wins! Sprig wins!
- [bell rings]

[crowd cheers]

Whoo!

That was amazing, dude!

Well, I couldn't have done it
without Grime's training.

Dang right.

[laughs]

No, I'm totally kidding.

- Great job, Sprig.
- [Sprig laughs]

[Beatrix] Ahem!

I have to admit,

that frog-toad fighting style
really was impressive.

Perhaps our armies united
will be stronger as well.

Commander, I pledge my troops
to fight for the resistance.

Wow! Who would've thought?

Frogs and toads
on equal footing.

I know this
undercuts the lesson,

but it's too good to pass up.

You got b*at by a frog!

Beatrix lost to a frog.

A puny little... [grunts]

Okay.
See you when the w*r starts.

- [Sprig] Drive safe.
- [Anne] Bye.