01x08 - Darker Parker/Lady of the Tree

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- ♪ Once there was a captain ♪

♪ He was a serious dude ♪

♪ Well he crashed into a mountain ♪

♪ Man it lightened the mood ♪

♪ Speaking of lightening the mood ♪

♪ Speaking of thunderous joy ♪

♪ In comes Parker J, a raincloud ♪

♪ Looking for new employ ♪

♪ The beardful captain said, "Hey!" ♪

♪ The cheerful raincloud said, "Hi!" ♪

♪ They started working together ♪

♪ What a magical sight ♪

♪ The Middlemost Post, ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh ♪

♪ The Middlemost Post ♪

♪ Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh ♪

[upbeat rock music]

♪ ♪

- Oh, it's so hot.

- Oh, it's so hot! - Hi, folks.

It's "The Drizz" here with your daily weather report.

Ooh, golly gee, it's hot!

This epic heat wave has everyone scrambling for shade.

[fire crackling]

- Finally, Ryan, that stupid ship

and its stupid shade are not so stupid anymore.

Ryan, my water wings, please. Ryan?

- Here, I am, sir. Here. [panting]

- Where were you?

I was talking to myself like an idiot.

Is the blow-up pool ready?

- Yes, Mayor, but there's a problem.

- No, Ryan. For once, there is no problem!

We have the only shade on the entire mountain,

and it's mine, all mine!

What is this?

- Uh, it appears, uh, some people

have taken to your shade in order to cool off.

- Well, this is a problem, Ryan.

A problem I should have known about!

- Big Terry comin' through.

- Those are my water wings! - And mail for you.

And package for you. Oh! Big box for you. There we go.

- I can't tell if I'm sweating or melting.

- I'll take over, Russell! [blowing]

- [sniffs] Parker, did you eat a tuna fish sandwich for lunch?

- I sure did! - Can we not?

- What about this?

Hmm. Okay, so water and air is a no go.

There's gotta be something that will cool your jets.

[snaps fingers] What about ice?

Delicious sweet ice.

Snow cones.

[hawk screeching]

[ice cubes rattling]

both: Ahh.

- Parker, your snow cone just kicked this heat wave

right in the fanny.

- Whoo-hoo, it worked!

- Any chance, man, I could get one of those?

- Sure!

[hawk screeches]

- That's the single most refreshing thing

I've ever tasted.

And I don't smell like yesterday's hot trash anymore!

- Got one for me? - Coming right up!

- Can you make me and the missus one too?

- Two snow cones, no problem!

- Me too! Me too! - Here you go! Enjoy!

- I'd love a snow cone! - Snow cones!

[together] Snow cones!

- Parker, buddy, you just can't give a snow cone

to anyone that asks for one. - How come?

I love making people happy, and it looks like my snow cones

are making people super happy.

So why would I stop?

- You know what? Go for it, kiddo.

I don't see the harm in it.

Russell and I will finish the route.

- [gasps] Thanks, Angus! Two for the road!

[rock music]

- Dirty rotten shade stealers.

Let's see how they like it when I blast them with this!

Ha!

[all cheering]

- No, stop liking it! Hate it! - Mmm. That looks fun.

- Ryan, where have you been?

The squatters are squatting all over my shade!

Where did you get that snow cone?

- In town. Parker J. Cloud is giving them away for free.

It's like Christmas in my mouth!

- Ho-ho-ho! - Free you say?

Hmm.

[indistinct chatter]

- One at a time, one at a time. Have your order ready, please.

But you should know, I only make rainbow.

- Here we are, good people!

Refreshing snow cones, just like I promised.

Remember, your friendly mayor paid for these.

- Whoo-hoo. - Hooray!

- Yeah. All right.

- Build a wall around my property now, Ryan.

I'm not sharing my shade with anyone anymore.

To the pool!

- Next! - Hi, Parker.

What do you think of my new cooling suit?

Pretty "cool"? Ha-ha.

- Kind of busy right now, Lily. Next!

- Hmm.

- Next! Next!

- Parker, you don't look so good.

- I feel fine. Look how happy I'm making everyone!

[crowd cheering]

- Yeah, but all your color is disappearing.

I think you might be giving too much of yourself away.

- I don't see it, Lily. - Hey, that guy got two!

If he got two, I should get two!

- Keep complaining and you'll get zero!

- Seeing you act like this doesn't make me very happy.

- Here, Lily. This should help. Who's next?

[all cheering]

- Hey, kiddo. How'd the rest of your day go?

[gloomy music]

- Ugh. It was whatever.

- Parker, you okay? - Oh, great.

Now I gotta hear from you too? I'm fine!

- Uh, dinner's almost ready.

- Pass.

I'm gonna go to my room and listen to some records.

- Records? But you don't own any records.

- Ugh! Get off my back!

Gosh!

- Parker? - Ugh.

- Parker, I'm kind of worried about you!

You look all pale. - Hello. Cloud?

- What's with the "tood," dude?

You get enough sleep last night?

You eating okay? - [clucking]

It's those snow cones, isn't it?

How many of them did you give out today?

- Somewhere between and none of your business.

- Okay, that's it! You're coming with me, pal.

- Where? - To the doctor.

You're clearly under the weather.

- Your mom's under the weather. - Parker!

- Ohh.

[light music]

♪ ♪

Is that one of them ironic T-shirts?

- Are you an ironic T-shirt? - No. What? Geesh.

Aw, hey, Doc, thanks for squeezing us in.

- What seems to be the problem? - Look!

The kid's lost all color, all spark, all get up and get.

- I'm rolling my eyes under here.

You just can't see it. - You see what I mean?

Parker's been giving away free snow cones,

and I think that's messing the kid all up!

- I see. Okay, yeah.

No worries. We'll check the kid out.

- Ugh! Oof!

- Cloud's fine! Don't worry.

- See ya 'round like a donut, paper boy!

- Hmm.

- [humming]

- This would move a lot faster

if you would use both hands, Ryan.

- What's the big fuss about these snow cones anyway?

[bell dings] - Ho-ho-ho!

- My brain!

Oh!

[whimpers] - Sir! Talk to me, sir!

Aw, that bite was too big for a beginner!

You have to work up to the bites I was taking.

- Oi, it tastes so good, yet it hurts so bad!

I want one of my own!

Ahh! Ugh!

Ahh! Ugh!

Ryan! Where's the door on this stupid thing?

- Uh, you said "build a wall," sir, uh, not a door.

- Snow cone!

- Okay, step right up! Who's hot and wants to be not?

You again.

- Me again? Parker, this has got to stop.

Now, I know you love to make others happy,

but sometimes, the healthy thing to do

is to say "no." You think you can try that?

- Ugh!

Snow cones!

Get 'em while they're cold! Unlimited supply!

[crickets chirping]

What'd you do to my customers, Angus?

- Snow cones on the house.

- What's the dilly, Lily? You made a snow cone machine?

But people love my snow cones. They make everyone happy.

[raspberries]

- But it looked like a lot of work for one little cloud.

I wanted to help.

- A machine can't replace me.

My snow cones come from the heart.

Literally! Part of my heart got scooped out in the last batch!

- But it's your heart that we love the most, Parker.

We hate seeing you give it all away.

- She's right, kiddo. - Oh!

Really? Well how's this for being right?

Ahh!

[crowd gasping and booing]

- I'm--I'm sorry, Lily.

I don't know why I did that.

I haven't been feeling like myself.

- It's okay, Parker. It's just a snow cone machine.

- Uh, this seems important and all, man,

but can I get a snow cone?

- Sure thing. - Parker.

- But I don't want to be cold to anyone, Angus.

- Believe it or not, it's kind of "cool"

to say "no" sometimes.

- Where we at on that snow cone order, man? You working on it?

- N--n--n...

no!

- Oh. Sweet, sweet relief, man.

- I want a snow cone too!

- Uh, no? [burps]

- Thank you!

- Angus, you were right.

It is cool to say "no" sometimes!

- I'm proud of you, kiddo. - Hey, Terry!

Ask me for a snow cone!

- Um, can I get a snow cone? - No!

- What about me? Can I get one?

- No!

[giggles]

♪ No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no ♪

- Oh! Hey, cloud! Give me a snow cone!

- No!

- Wow, snow angels.

- Looks like the heat wave is officially over.

- Yup, and we owe it all to that little cloud.

- Hey, this is great! - Hey, kiddo!

What do you say we call it a day and head back to the ship?

- No!

[giggles] Just kidding, Angus!

Let's get out of here. It's freezing.

- Sounds good, kiddo. Sounds good.

[bouncy music]

♪ ♪

- [giggles]

[gasps]

- Parker! Please, stay on the path.

- But, Angus, these enchanted flowers need water!

You can't expect me not to water enchanted flowers.

- [hissing]

[kisses]

- There! All watered.

Now, back to delivering the mail.

I don't think I've ever seen this part of the forest before.

- But I thought you knew every nook

and cranny of Mt. Middlemost.

- Technically, I know every cranny. Not every nook.

Okay, says here it's going to a "Lady of the Tree"

located at "Tree in Forest."

Well, that's not helpful at all.

It's gonna take forever to find it--

- Is this it, Angus? - Oh.

Well. Huh. Nice work, Parker.

- Package delivery!

[bats screeching]

- In any case, new plan.

Uh, we leave the package at the door.

- Don't be silly! Like you always say,

"At the Middlemost Post, we give it our most!"

- Parker, wait! Oh, way to go, Angus.

You went ahead and taught the kid too well.

- Hello? Middlemost Post!

[eerie music]

♪ ♪

- [cackling]

- [screeches]

- Ahh!

- Look, Angus, a rock puppet! - Okay! Time to go!

Drop the package. We're out of here!

- [screams]

- Hello.

- Hi! I'm Parker. We're from the Middlemost Post.

Are you the Lady of the Tree?

- Indeed, I am.

Although, I suppose I should finally change my name

to Old Lady of the Tree. [cackles]

- [giggles] You're funny!

Isn't she funny, Angus? - [hisses]

- Not exactly the word I was thinking.

Ah! - Angus, hmm?

Like the steak?

- Welp. Here's your package, ma'am.

Best if we scoot.

- Please, won't you stay

and keep an old lady company, hmm?

I haven't had company in so long.

- No. - You always say,

"A moment of your time

might mean an eternity to someone else."

- Parker, you read that from a fortune cookie.

- We'll be happy to stay awhile.

- That's wonderful! Not wonderful for you.

- [gulps] - Who wants some hard candy?

- I do! I do!

- Parker, we gotta get out of here.

I think this old tree lady might be...

[whispers] a witch.

[glass shattering] [candy rattling]

- Well, if that's what you think of me,

you don't have to stay. - Look, Angus.

She's not a witch. She's just a sad and lonely lady.

- Leave if you must. I can build my rocking chair

you so kindly delivered all by myself.

Time to put these bony and brittle fingers to work.

Ahh!

Ohh!

[groaning]

Ugh!

[fire roaring]

- The least we could do is put together

the chair for her, Angus.

You could probably do it super quick!

You're so good at building things.

- Ah, solid point there. [loud crash]

- No, it's fine. I can do it.

Ow! Splinter!

- Like I've always said, "At the Middlemost Post,

we give it our most."

- You do say that!

- Russell, directions. Let's build!

- Oh! I'm so happy to hear it!

[bats screeching]

We'll need some of these, hmm. And some of this.

[giggles]

- Whatcha makin'? - A very special smoothie

for your delicious--I mean delightful friend, Angus.

- [gasps] Angus loves smoothies!

- With only the freshest ingredients.

Oh!

- [slurps, spits]

Ooh. That's fresh all right!

- Could I trouble you for a pinch of lightning, hmm?

- Thunder or no thunder? - Hold the thunder, please.

- [farts]

[both cackling]

- Ehh, ehh...

- Steady, Russell! Steady!

The tool they provided is useless.

Good thing I brought my own.

[rock guitar music]

- [sniff] Ripe.

- One final ingredient and the potion--

I mean smoothie-- should be ready.

- [chirping]

There!

- Wow! You sure know your way around a kitchen.

And to think, Angus thought you were a witch!

- Eh, happens all the time. - Really? Why?

- Because I am a witch! [cackling]

- You're a--a--a--a... - Witch? Yes.

But I'm a good witch.

- Whew! Okay, good.

Whew, was worried you were a bad witch for a minute there.

- If anything, I'm just misunderstood.

Do you know what it feels like to be misunderstood?

- Do I? I'm a kid and a cloud. I'm misunderstood all the time.

- Then you'll keep my secret from your friend, Angus?

One misunderstood friend to another?

- Girl, I got you. - Groovy.

- I can do that one too. - Impressive! What about this?

[scatting]

- [scatting, clucking]

- Fantastic!

[alarm clock ringing]

- Sounds like the smoothie is ready!

- And just in time.

I'm starving!

- There. Finished.

Russell, does this look like a rocking chair to you?

- Who wants a yummy smoothie?

- Ah, thanks, kiddo.

I'm about as parched as a person can be.

[chugging] Ew! What was in that?

- You know, fresh stuff. - Ugh.

Ohh! Ohh! Uhh!

Angus?

Angus! - Oh, dear!

It appears your friend worked

so hard that he's taking a much-deserved nap.

- He does work hard.

- Help me get him to the rocking chair, hmm?

- My pleasure.

- Nice 'n tight.

Hmm, it's so drafty in here.

We should make him a fire.

[fire crackling]

Can never be too toasty.

I'll be right back with the steak knives.

- Okay! - [bellows]

- [sniffing] What's that smell? Is there something burning?

- Hey, Angus! How was the nap? - Parker! Am I on fire?

- Uh, let me check, big guy. Yup. But only your butt.

- My butt's on fire! - Your butt's on fire!

- Ahh! Hot buns! Hot buns! Hot buns!

- I got an idea, Angus!

[squeals]

Russell, go get the good witch, she can help!

- Parker! She's the one clearly trying to cook and eat me!

- Oh, no, no. She's a good witch, Angus.

- Then why is she standing there

with a giant Kn*fe and fork?

- Hmm, looks like dinner's almost ready.

- [growls]

[barking]

[whimpering]

- You told me you were a good witch!

- Eh, I lied. I'm a bad witch.

And your beefy mariner friend looks delish!

- You messed with the wrong cloud, lady.

Ahh!

[grunts]

- Parker! Buddy! - Angus!

- Now, where was I? Right.

I was about to serve myself some fresh Angus tartare.

- Ahh!

- I'm sorry, Angus. This is all my fault.

We should have just left

the package at the door like you said!

- It's okay, buddy. I forgive you.

Just don't cry. - I can't help it!

It's just so sad!

[sobbing]

- I know! I've had a good life, though, Parker.

And that life was made better by you being in it, kiddo.

- [sobbing]

- [sobbing]

- [braying]

[dramatic music]

- You two are really good buds, aren't you?

- The best buds!

- In the whole world! - [sighs]

I too had a best bud once.

We did everything together. I miss him.

- What happened to him? - He did something stupid,

and I turned him into a tiny rock puppet.

- I would never do that to my little nimbus.

- I know. And it's beautiful.

- I knew you were a good witch!

- Go. Before I change my mind.

- Thanks for choosing the Middlemost Post!

Here you go! Fresh out of the oven!

- Oh, looks good, kiddo!

There's no creepy crawlers in it, are there?

- Creepy crawler free! - Phew! Dig in, everyone.

If there's one thing we've earned today,

it's a nice relaxing meal.

[knock at door] Well, who can that be?

[dramatic music]

- Hello.

- [squeals]

- I invited a guest for dinner, Angus!

You always say, "Just because you're a witch doesn't mean

you should eat alone." I'm paraphrasing.

- Hope you don't mind, but I brought a friend.

And a salad.

[retches]

- [whimpering]