01x03 - Art Museum

[bunniefuu]

Hey, there, you.

Hey, there, you. Hey, there, Dave.

Hey, there, Shane.

And hey, there, banana.

Hey, you want to see something really cool?

[whooshes]

The remote... Hello?

Does heaps of things.

Like, if you want something to freeze,

you just hit the Pause button.

Mmm, this does look yummy.

[clicks]Pause.

If you want something to go backwards,

you hit the Rewind button.

[clicks]

[speaking backwards]

[clicks]

Fast Forward.

[quickly] Mmm, this does look--

Slow motion.

Yum-mmmm-my.

[clicks]

Ooh, the Jiggle button.

Yeh--whoa! Hey.

[laughs]

Oh, right next to that, the Wiggle button.

[clicks]

Uh-oh. Oh, no.

Oh, no!

Whoa.

Turn it off. Turn it off!

Okay, Pause.

Would you like to have a try?

I thought so.

Here you go.

You got it?

Okay.

All right, now, just hit the Play button.

[both in low voices] Whoa!

Ho-ho-ho-ho!

That was the Humungous button.

I think you mean the Really, Really Big button.

Same thing.

Oh.

Hit the Smaller button.

On your remote. Yes.

Ugh.

zip!

[both in high-pitched voices] Oh! Ugh!

That's the Minute button.

The what button?The Minute button.

I think you mean the Really, Really Small button.

It's the same thing.

Right.

[both grunting]

I think we've got a problem here.

Could you hit the Bigger button on your remote?

Bigger, bigger, bigger, bigger.

But whatever you do, don't hit the--

zip!

[in low voice] Humungous.

[in low voice] That's humungous, all right.

[laughs sinisterly]

Could you hit the Smaller button?

On your remote.

zip!

Perfect.

[sighs]Now, if you could just press Play.

[mumbles]

I'm sorry.

[mumbles]

What Shane's trying to say is--

[mumbles]

Don't talk with your mouth full.

[both] Press Play.

[snapping]

[man] Down upside!

Oh, sorry.

The Upside Down Show!

Hey!

[drum b*at]

[quirky jazz music]

♪

[knocking]

[laughter]

Yyyyup.

Eeeyup, yyyup.

[chuckles] Oh, yes.

Oooh.

[slurps]

[whooshes]

[whispering] Shane's making art.

Can I see it, Shane?

Can I see it? Can I?

Can I? Can I? Can I? Can I? Can I? Can I? Can I?

Can I? Can I? Can I? Can I? Can I?

Yes, all right, you can see it.

I just-- I haven't finished yet.

I haven't--

[gasps] Whoa!

Hold it!

Yeah! Oh! Eee! Ahh! Oooh!

[clicking and sputtering]

I'm having an inspiration.

[humming]

♪ La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. ♪

♪ Yo!

♪ Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum. ♪

Yyyup.

[whooshing]

[hums buzzing tune]

♪

Oh--

[barking]

[panting]

Heh-hey!

[gasps] It's your best work ever!

Yes, it is, isn't it?

It is, yes.

Shane?Yes?

Ding!

I think this masterpiece belongs on the refrigerator.

The refrigerator?

[together] To the refrigerator!

[brakes screech]

[together] To the refrigerator!

[brakes screech]

[both uncertainly] To the refrigerator.

[both uncertainly] To the...refrigerator.

[duck quacks] [frog croaks]

[metallic clink] [rooster crows]

[man] Shane, David,

you don't have a refrigerator.

[gasps]What are we going to do with all that cheese?

Never mind that.

We have to get this picture up.

We could put it on the wall.

[together] To the wall!

[brakes screeching]

There's already a picture on the wall!

Yeah, of a couple of ham sandwiches.

[frustrated sigh]

We could hang it on the door.

[together] To the door!

[brakes screech]

Ta-da!

Puppet.

I'm practicing making a grand entrance.

Why can't you just enter a room like everybody else?

I'm a puppet.

A puppet has to have a really grand entrance.

See you later, ham sandwiches.

Bye!

[both] To another door!

[both] Yah!

Ta-da!Puppet!

That entrance was even grander than the last one.

It was twice as grand.

Two grand? That's an expensive entrance.

Bye.

[together] To another door!

Ta-da!

Maybe we shouldn't hang it on the door.

Let's not.

Hey--the window?

[both gasp]

[together] To the window!

If we can just--

Oh, hello, boys!

[both] Hello, Mrs, Foil!

Oh, I love, love, love,

love this drawing!

[gasps]

[gibberish]

I think Shane's getting an inspiration.

Yes! Hold it there. Hold it there.

Could you please hit the Pause button on your remote?

Oh, it's so brrr--

Thank you.

Now, let me see.

It just needs one finishing touch.

Yes.

Excellent.

And now that and that.

[muttering]

What do you think, Mrs. Foil?

What do you think,

Mrs. Foil?

Oh.

Could you please hit the Play button on your remote?

Rrriliant!

Yes, this masterpiece

should be hung in an art museum.

[both gasp] An art museum!

Of course!

Why didn't we think of that?

Doy!What's an art museum?

I don't know. I was going to ask you.

An art museum is where people go

to look at pictures and drawings and sculptures,

and I think it would go very nicely

in with this... my notebook--no--

swimming costume-- no, no--

this frame!

[both] Whoa!

[gasps] Perfect!

And where might we find an art museum?

Oh, heavens to Betsy and Susies!

I must be off to work.

I can't be talking to you fellows.

Oh, no, no, no, I can stay for just one more moment.

[cuckoo clock chirping]

Oh, let's see. No, got to go.

See you later, alligators.

[both gasp] Alligators!

[panting]

Oh, that means "good-bye."

We've got to get my painting to the art museum.

And where might we find this art museum?

Well, I don't know, but I'm an artist,

and an artist is guided by hunches, inspirations,

feelings, nothing more than feelings

that can't be explained.

What do you mean?I don't know.

But my feelings are telling me that the art museum is...

through that door.

That door?

[Shane] Yes!

[David] Let's go!

[brakes screech]

[man] Oh, boys,

aren't you forgetting something?

Oh.

We forgot to wash our elephant.

Oh, we forgot to wash our pet elephant.

Bruno!

[elephant trumpeting]

[both grunt]

Careful, boy, careful.

[slurping]

Hold still. It's bath time.

[elephant trumpets]

[sloshing]

This elephant is humungous.

It's going to take all day to wash him.

I can't get to the ears.

[elephant trumpets]

Come on.

If only he wasn't so big.

[gasps]

Could you please press the Minute button

on your remote?

[deflating whoosh]

Thank you.

[squishing]

There you go, little fella.

[elephant squeaks]

Run along.

[footsteps retreating]

[man] Aren't you forgetting something, boys?

We washed our pet elephant.

What more could you possibly want?

[man] You forgot to knock.

[both] Oh!

thump!

[man] Come in.

[jazzy music]

The art museum. We made it!

Yeah!

I'll stick this on the wall.

Brilliant.

What's wrong?

I seem to be stuck to the floor.

Uh-oh.Me too.

[grunting]

I'll stick it up here.

Okay.

[both] Yeah!

[smacking]

Your painting looks good from here.

Yeah, it looks great from here too.

[ripping]

Whoa!

[spluttering]

I seem to be stuck to the wall.

Me also.

I'd give you hand, only I don't have a spare one.

Um...

[spluttering]

[both grunting]

We seem to be in a sticky situation, old chum.

It's the sticky room.

[David] Oh, the sticky room.

That must be why everything's so...

[ripping]

Sticky.

Mr. Glue?

Can you tell us where the art museum is?

I can't really talk right now.

My tongue is stuck to the roof of my mouth.

Okay, bye.

Toodle-oo, glue.

Toodle-oo.

Hey, could you press the Unstick button

on your remote?

Could you?

Have you pressed it?

Press it again.

Oh, no.

I think the Unstick button is...

[together] Stuck.

Press it harder.

Harder.

Harder!

[squishing]

Oh, yeah!

That's it.

Could you press the Rewind button

on your remote?

[jazzy music]

[Shane] Well, here we are.

[David] Here we--

where are we?

Well, the art museum, of course.

Are you sure? Yep.

And I'm going to hang my picture up on this wall.

thump!

Oomph! That's not a wall.

That's my face.

Give me back my picture!

That's not your picture.

Oh, here it is.

It's--it's a pineapple.

It's a pineapple.

A pineapple.

Okay, your picture.Where was it?

[David] Let's try other-- actually,

you go there; I'll go here.

[Shane] Okay.

[David] Picture!

Ah! Ha-ha-ha!

You found it?I found it.

Here it is.

[goat bleats]

See?

[goat bleats]

I don't think that's your picture, Shane.

Isn't it?

It's--oh, it's a goat.

Yeah, that's a goat.Oh, right.

[goat bleats]

Run along, goat.

Sorry, Mr. Goat.

Sorry!

[goat bleats]

Picture. Picture.

Picture!

[crash]

Sorry--is that you?

Careful. I've only got one of them.

[cat growls]

[donkey brays]

[both] Picture!

[sighs]

You know, David,

don't you think it's strange there'd be an art museum

where you can't see the art...

or anything?

[fog horn blows]

Was that a fog horn?

Yeah, well, it is foggy in here.

It is foggy.

[fog horn blows]

What kind of room would this be?

I haven't the foggiest.

[together] The fog room!

We've got to find our way out.

Oh! I know.

You can help us if you'd press the Fog Light button

on your remote.

On your remote.

Shane, I don't think they can see us.

Well, it's right here.It's that button.

Yeah, right next to the--

[in high voice] High Voice button.

Yep, just next to that button there.

Next to that button there.

That's right, the Fog Light button.

Oh, you did it.

Thank you.

Now we can see how to get out.

Oh!

Pineapples!

You're pretty clumsy sometimes, David.

Oh!

Sorry, Mr. Goat.

[goat bleats]

Here, I'll take this.

Okay. Let's see. This way.

Picture!

whoosh!

Got it?

[Shane] Yes!

Whee!

Whoo! We made it.

[buzzing]

Hey, Fido.

How's my favorite little fly?

[buzzing]

You like my picture?

[buzzing]

Well, thank you.

Yes?

[buzzing]

What, you wish it was fly-sized?

[buzzing]

So you could see it better?

We can fix that.

Can you press the Minute button on your remote?

That's the Really, Really Small button.

Yeah, that's--

Perfect.

Look at that.

Do you like it?

[buzzing]

Ooh, I have an idea

for a little addition to the picture.

[clears throat]

Let me see, just--

there.

That tiny red dot?

Yeah.

What difference is that going to make?

Could you press the Humungous button

on your remote?

That way, we can--

[gasps] Oh!

Thank you.

Thank you.

Whoa, that's really nice.

[buzzing]

Fido thinks it's a masterpiece.

It is a masterpiece,Shane.

[buzzing]

Indeed.

[buzzing]

And Fido thinks it should be hanging up

in his favorite art museum.

Where's that?

[buzzing]

Fido's going to show us.

[buzzing]

And we should go down here?

[buzzing]

Okay.

Thanks, Fido.

We'll see you when we get back, okay?

Whoa!

[gasps] Look at these...

big, bright blobs.

Yeah, great gooey globs.

[gasps] Shane. Shane!

Yes.

Here's an artist creating a masterpiece

just like those other ones.

He's painting with his fingers.

I'm finger painting.

Finger...painting?

What will they think of next,

toe sketching?

That's a nice color you're using.

What is it?

Gurple.

[both] Gurple?

I've never heard of that one.

And how do you make this gurple?

Watch.

You need a little bit of red.

Red.

[scratching]

Little bit of red.

Red.

Then you need a little bit of blue.

Bit of blue.

Blue.

B-b-b-b-b-blue-blue.

Then you mix it up.

Then you need a little bit of gold.

[both gasp] Gold!

[scratching]

And that's how you make gurple.

I'd like to see that again.

Could you press the Instant Replay button

on your remote?

[tape rewinding]

[Shane] He's ready and dives straight into the red.

[David] Slight glance at the camera there.

Did you see?

[Shane] He knows what he's doing.

And, oh, he's splashing down into the blue there,

mixes in to create--

well, there's no other description but purple.

[David] Time for the gold.

[Shane] Gold is on his finger.

As it hits the paper and swirls,

he has achieved total gurple.

[both] Gurple!

You know, you're one of the truly great

finger painters of our time.

Would you like to try?

[gasps]

[both muttering gibberish]

You mean us?

Uh-huh.

Well, I'm not a finger painter.

Yeah, sure.I'm just not sure--

Where should we do it?

Where should we paint?

Over there, where the paint is,

and the paper.

Okay.

Okay.

You know what, Shane?

Yeah?

This looks like a job for...

[whooshing]

[both] Action fingers!

Yeah!

[both grunt]

Hello, painted lady.

This one's for you.

Hey!Ooh!

Yup!

Oh!

Oh! Hey.

Hey, this is fun.

[jazzy music]

♪

Okay, here we go.

Now, get your knuckles in there, Knuckles.

Come on.

Okay, okay.Ready? Here we go.

Big finish.

Come on. Whoa, whoa.

♪

whoosh!

[both] Hyah!

Looks like our work here is done, Knuckles.

Let's go, Pointy.

Hey!

Oh, action fingers,

is there nothing you cannot achieve?

[gasps] The finger painting!

It's over there.

Huh?

What did you do?

You--he hung it up with the other paintings.

Well, don't forget to hang up my picture.

I'm sorry; I can't.

[gasps] Why not?

This is the Museum of Finger Painting.

The Museum of Finger Painting?

Of course, it's just for finger paintings.

Well, uh, never mind.

Um, well, could you press the Rewind button

on the remote so we can go home?

[sputtering]

[all shouting]

[laughter]

[Shane] We're upside down.

[David] Oh, Shane, your painting

looks really interesting this way.

Oh, so it does.

Could you please press the Right-Side Up button

on your remote?

[sputtering]

[all] Thank you.

Now if you could just press Rewind.

Bye, finger painter!

It's great to be home.

Yeah, it's great-- no, it isn't.

I still haven't found a place to put my picture.

Uh-oh, Shane's despairing.

I'll never find a place to put this picture.

Yup, he's despairing, all right.

I couldn't put it in the fog room.

I couldn't stick it in the sticky room.

That's real despair, people.

I couldn't hang it up in the Schmuzzie art museum.

I couldn't put it in the "Finger Painting" museum.

We have maximum despair.

Shane, please, don't despair.

It's too late; I'm despairing.

Oh, come on, don't despair.

No, I'm really despairing.I've got an idea.

Don't despair.

I'm full of despair, and you know what I'm gonna do?

What are you gonna do?

I'm going to put this picture

in the stuff closet with all of our stuff.

That's crazy talk!

No, it isn't. This is crazy talk.

[gibberish]

See the difference?

I see the difference. Yes.

Listen to me very carefully.

If you put that painting in the stuff closet,

no one will ever see it, ever, ever.

I'm sorry, but I've made up my--my--my...

Uh, your, um...

My...

Mind? Mind.

I've made up my mind.

I'm going to do it.

You know what?What?

I'm not going to let you.

Aren't you? No.

You know what?

You're going to have to get past this wall.

Oh, well, there you go.

You're going to have to get past this porcupine.

[gasps] Porcupine?

Is that an animal with spikes on it?

ping! ping! ping! ping! ping! ping! ping!

Hey! Ooh, ow, ow, ow, ow--

there you go, little fella.

[laughs]

You are going to have to get past this moat.

Moat? What's a moat?

A moat--

spade.

[swooshing]

A moat is a big hole--

[squeaking]

[gurgling]

[squeaking]

Filled with water.

Water?

Well, I can swim underwater,

and I can hold my breath.

[splash]

[gurgling]

[splattering]

Shane, do not open that stuff closet.

I'm going to open the closet.

Don't open the closet.

I'm going to open the closet.

[Shane speaking slowly] I'm going to open the closet.

[slowed speech] Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Whoa! David!

thump!

David?

Yes?

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

What's down there?

Everything! Everything is down here.

Come and have a look.

Okay, take the picture.

[soft harpsichord music]

♪

This isn't the stuff closet.

It's the--

I'm almost certain it's the--

[man] That's right, Shane;

it's the art museum.

[both] The art museum!

[man] Shane and David visit the art museum

for the very first time!

They experience art in a whole new way.

They think about art in a whole new way.

And they look at art

in a whole new way too,

and they like what they see.

[funky music]

♪

Shane looks for a place to hang his picture.

[airy music]

[sneezes]

Not there.

No.

Nope.

Uh-uh.

They're looking as fast as they can.

Run, fellas, run!

[horses galloping]

[men shouting]

But where will they hang Shane's picture?

They look for the perfect spot.

No, that's not it, fellas.

That's it! Yes!

The perfect spot: the refrigerator.

How proud the artist is to have his work

hanging on the refrigerator.

And here comes a tour group

to check out the museum's latest addition.

The Schmuzzies like it!

They think it's-- it's schmeutiful!

And now it's time for Shane and David to head home.

We did it.

[grunts]

We finally found a home for your masterpiece.

Yup.

I thought we'd never--

[loud gibberish]

Are you having another inspiration?

Correct.

You win the lemon.

[gasps]

You know what my idea is?

Well, we can give you some paints,

and you can create your own masterpiece.

Brilliant, Shane.

What would you like?

Well, what have you got?

[whispers] Everything.

Sky blue?

Sky blue?Simple.

Sky blue. Okay.

Ruby red?

Ruby red, ruby--red!

Ruby red.

Um, um, um, Lithuanian lime?

Oh, Lithuanian lime.

Lithuanian lime.

Transylvanian turquoise?

Oh, I think we're all out-- no, no, look:

Transylvanian turquoise!

[in high voice] Transylvanian turquoise.

Burmese kumquat lavender?

Burmese-- oh...no.

We got some Lebanese kumquat lavender.

It'll have to do.

All right, just take the paints.

Now you can mix them together

to create any color you want.

You can make your very own masterpiece.

Yeah.

Ta-da!

[sighs]

Hey, you haven't seen the Burmese kumquat lavender,

by any chance, have you?

Sure, I've been dyeing my hair.

[all laughing]

Oops. I think someone's pressed the Pause button.