06x36 - The Factory

[bunniefuu]

[ Upbeat music plays ]

Then, at 10 o'clock,
I do this.

[ Relaxed moaning ]

It's important to move
every three hours or so.

Otherwise,
the rat gets too bold,

thinks you croaked,
and starts biting.

[ Scary music plays ]

Not today, buddy.

[ Growls ]

At around noon, it's lunch,
so, I go like this.

[ Groans ]

[ Crunches ]

[ Groans ]

[ Crunches ]

Then -- [ gulp ] --

I like to look things
and think about

what they'd taste like.

The rug would taste
of peach Fruit Roll-Up,

and the TV would taste
of burnt crème caramels

set in a rich, highland
double-fudge base.

[ Salivates ]

Okay. I think, since it's
"Bring Your Child To Work" day

in our class, we might want to
choose another parent.

What do you say, Mom?

No!

[ Groaning ]

♪♪

But why?

We want to see
the rainbow factory.

It will be
the best day ever!

First, we'll watch
the happy little elves

whistling their
merry tunes

as they did for color
in the rainbow mines.

Then, we'll see how the colors
be mixed in the palette

by dancing unicorns!

Then, we'll hear the singing
of the orange munchkins

as they churn it with
their magic machines!

And then, we pause for a couple
of hours for lunch, and then --

[ Hoarse voice ] You only get
an hour for lunch.

Oh.

That we have to share
between 50 people.

And I said, "No!"

[ Sighs ] I look like
I've been thrown into space

without a space suit.

Gumball and Darwin:
Please take us!

[ Normal voice ] No!
We'll pay you $10.

"Can we have $10?"

[ Groans ]
I said, "No!"

[ Groans ]

[ Sniffs ]

[ Sniffs ]

But whyyyy?

Because the C.E.O.s
are coming down

to decide whether
to close the factory

and give everyone
their pink slip.

Both: [ Gasps ] A pink slip!
Like a magic ticket?!

Yeah -- a magic ticket to
unemployment and depression.

So, you guys are gonna
stay with your father

and do...
whatever it is he does.

Mom, please. Hanging out
with Dad on his work day

is like watching a ripe avocado
turn into guacamole

with just the force
of gravity.

[ Sighs ] I get your point, but
I can't have you there today.

[ Gasps ] I got to run!

If I'm much later, I'll be back
for dinner before I get to work!

-Wait! Your briefcase!
-Oh, boy!

Thank you, sweetheart.

Good morning, gentlemen.
I'm so sorry I'm late.

I worked all night on these
figures, and I can assure you

there's absolutely no need
to close the factory.

[ Clears throat ]
We are the shareholders.

Oh, sorry, right.
And you are?

Objects, Watterson.

They're inanimate
objects.

-Right.
-Now, please, give us the stats.

Oh, yes.
Of course.

[ Inhales deeply ]

I'm sorry.
I've left them on my desk.

If you're not back
in two minutes,

we'll move your desk
to a bathroom stall.

I know you mean that
as a thr*at,

but as we're not allowed
to take bathroom breaks,

it would technically
be an improvement.

[ Both grunt ]

Give me those!

Are you kidding me?!

How on Earth could you
be in there?!

You handed me
the briefcase yourself!

Yes, but from the inside.

Wait!
Your briefcase!

Oh, boy!
Thank you, sweetheart.

[ Stutters, sighs ]

I'm going back
to the meeting!

Meanwhile, you're going to
stay here and touch nothing!

Have I made
myself clear?

I said, "Nothing."

Hm.

Oh, no.

She dropped some
important stuff,

giving us the perfect
excuse to look for her

and check out the factory
in the process.

But she told us
to stay here.

Darwin, all it takes
for bad things to happen

is for good people
to do nothing.

I don't think we count
as good people.

Then, all it takes for
good things to happen

is for bad people
to do something.

Oh. Uh.
Uh, no.

What?
I'm totally convinced.

♪♪

♪ Let's find out how they put
these magic colors in the sky ♪

♪ With unicorns and pixies,
candy cane, and apple pie ♪

♪ I used to think
that they were caused ♪

♪ By how the
light refracts ♪

♪ But now, I'm sure it's
magical, so who we gonna ask? ♪

♪ Hey! ♪

♪ Red, orange, yellow, green,
blue, indigo, and violet ♪

♪♪

♪ Hello, friend,
now tell me ♪

♪ Are you elf
or are you gnome? ♪

♪ Neither kid, the lack of
daylight stunted every bone ♪

♪ And is this color made from
lemonade and fairy dust? ♪

♪ It's gasoline and arsenic
and latex, lead, and rust ♪

♪ Hey! ♪

♪ Red, orange, yellow, green,
blue, indigo, and violet ♪

♪♪

♪ I must admit,
that guy back there ♪

♪ Did not fill me
with magic ♪

♪ In fact, he made it sound as
if his job was pretty tragic ♪

♪ But look,
there's elves on tricycles ♪

♪ And fountains
of molasses ♪

♪ Unless it's a hallucination
caused by toxic gases ♪

♪ Lead, lorry, lellow,
greeny, bludigo, and violet ♪

♪♪

♪ Well, I don't mind.
It's not that bad. ♪

♪ This job still
has its perks ♪

♪ Like, for example... ♪

uh...ooh...

♪ Careful then,
mind what you say ♪

♪ You know
the walls have ears ♪

♪ Don't want to end up stuck
on night, like poor Mr. Frears ♪

[ Muttering ]

♪ Where are all the
roly-poly imps in Dungarees? ♪

♪ Instead, it's tears and
bitterness and awful salaries ♪

♪ We thought it would be full
of fun and colorful rainbows ♪

♪ Instead it's
gross and gray ♪

[ Normal voice ] And let's be
honest, it just blows.

[ Mumbling ]

What about
blinking time?

Uh, what about it?

Well, every second
spent blinking

is one less second
doing the job.

I suggest we ban it.

Ban blinking?
That's impossible.

Then, I suggest
we reduce it by 75%.

What? How?

Like this.

Uh...

Okay, just spitballing here,
but how about,

instead of the employees having
to spend so much time to go home

to look after
their own children,

they just share one massive
child to save on cost?

Wh-- what about
the other children?

Feed them to the big one,
group our assets,

maximize value,
Watterson!

But sir,
some of our employees

are quite attached
to their children.

I don't care.
The only people

I've got pictures of
in my wallet

are Washington and Benjamin --
my two sons.

[ Laughs ]
That's so funny.

I thought you were gonna
heartlessly show me

a couple of dollar bills.
They're very cute, sir.

I was about to say there was
a third one -- Hamilton.

He was fired
for going over budget.

Only two hugs a day.
He knew the rules.

Pig #2: To be honest with you,
this inspection is irrelevant

since we've already decided
to move the factory

to a country where workers
aren't always whining about...

[ Quietly ]
Get back.

...like basic human decency,
access to direct sunlight,

women's rights, men's rights,
dental plans, or desks.

[ Quietly ] Go away.

All of this is to say,
we're shutting this place down.

Wait, what?
You're shutting this place down?

No, no, no.
[ Explosions ]

Whoo!

[ Gasps ]

[ Shouting ]

[ Alarm blares ]

What's going on here?!

Just give me a couple
of minutes and I'll --

[ shouts ] Okay!
a couple of seconds!

Um, Mom. I think you
can stop the meeting.

There's not much left of
the factory you can save.

Children in
the workplace!

What is this,
every other factory I own!

[ Sniffs ]
I'm sorry, sir,

but there's no time
to discuss this now.

We need to evacuate
the premises at once.

This gas is
extremely tox...

[ Deep, low voice ] All in favor
of adjourning this meeting,

say "Aye".
-Aye!

I'm a wealthy man! This isn't
how it's supposed to end!

I'm supposed to croak
alone in my mansion,

surrounded by all the expensive
things I wasted my life buying

while my children
fight over their inheritance!

Look, the exit!
Hurry up!

[ Beeps ]

Come on! Get on the magic goat
and play the banana!

[ Goat bleats ]

Wait, what?!

[ Imitating alarm ]

[ Alarm sounds ]
[ Groans ]

What happened?

All in favor of adjourning
this meeting, say "aye."

[ All grunt ]

[ Moans ]
The fumes. Ugh.

The override button.

[ Squeaks ]

[ Moaning ]
Why isn't this working?

[ Screaming ]

Ow. Ow. Ow.
Ow. Ow. Ow.

Okay. I promise
not to close the factory,

and no more budget cuts.

All right.
10 more days vacation,

and a raise
for everybody.

Thank heavens everyone's out
cold and didn't hear that.

All:
Yeah, we did. Ugh.

[ Moans ]

[ Alarm blaring ]

[ Gasps ]
The override button.

[ Groaning ]

Darwin.
Darwin, wake up.

[ Cheering ]

[ Phone rings ]

-Hello?
-Wake up!

Wake up!

[ Groans ]
Go and press the button.

[ Slurred mumbling ]

[ Weakly ]
Gumball, wake up.

[ Slurred shouting ]

Push the button.

[ Grunts ]

[ Groaning ]

♪♪

♪♪

[ Suction noise ]

[ Fog horn blares ]

[ Cheering ]

[ Laughing ]

♪♪

♪ We kept our jobs,
although we're slobs ♪

♪ The factory's
not ablaze ♪

♪ 10 more days vacation,
and we even got a raise ♪

♪ We skirted unemployment
and a future on the skids ♪

♪ Thanks to Mrs. Watterson
and her two weirdo kids ♪

♪ La la la la la la
la la la, hey! ♪

♪♪

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