03x06 - Ickis and the Red Zimbo/Oblina and the Three Humans

[bunniefuu]

[clock chiming]

[thunderclap]

♪♪

[creaking]

Ahh!

[baby crying]

[screaming]

[screaming]

♪♪

[thunder]

[screaming]

[laughing]

♪♪

Hurry up, Ickis.

Scare, scare, scare.

That'’s all we do
is scare.

Scaring is boring.

Shame on you, Ickis.

Scaring
is our life.

We scare,
therefore we am.

I mean, are.

I know,
but the stress of scaring

is starting to get
to me.

The Gromble has been
pushing pretty hard lately.

Poppycock.

Scaring is fun, fun--
Come on.

You guys go
ahead, I'’ll catch up.

♪♪

Hello?

[electronic squeaking]

[gasping]

[screaming]

[chuckling]

Pew, that stinks.

Shh.

This is it.

This is
gonna be good.

[screaming]

Someone stole our
scare.

Hey, look
what Ickis has.

Sorry.

Didn'’t know you
were there.

But you
were right, Oblina.

Scaring is fun.

Huh!

[boy]
Hey, look.

Here comes my brother Tommy.

Let'’s get '’em.

Ready?

Aim.

Fi-- What the--

Ahh!Ahh!

♪♪

[laughing]

[screaming]

[crashing]

[gasping]
Oh, what a beautiful
city.

Don'’t you just
love it?

I hate it.

It's dirty, smelly

and filled with
thieves, crooks and con men.

I can'’t wait to get
back home.

Oh, Harry,

you won't see any thieves,
crooks or con men

if you
look through here.

[screaming]

What is it, honey?

Monster!

[crowd chattering]

Well, there you have it.

Another fine scare brought to
you by me...

[laughing]

... and my flying thing.

You seem very pleased with
yourself, Ickis.

I have
just one problem.

Look at you!

You'’re fat, you'’re
lazy.

When was
the last time you loomed?

But I'’m tired of
looming.

Looming is boring.

Boring?

You are a loomer,
Ickis.

Your father
was a loomer.

Your father'’s father
was a loomer.

Your father'’s
father'’s father was a loomer.

You come from a long
line of loomers.

But the monster
manual clearly states

"I scare, therefore
I am."

Nowhere does it
say "I loom, therefore I am."

Let me see that.

If you ask me,

it doesn't
look like the Gromble

has a hoof to
stand on.

No one asked you.

Forgive me, my all-knowing,
all-wise

and forever patient Gromble.

May I humbly interject?

Stop groveling, Zimbo!

What is it?

Since I, Zimbo, am the only
flying monster in this academy,

Ickis is
violating my airspace.

You know you can'’t hoard
scaring territories, Zimbo.

As much as I don'’t like it,
Ickis is right.

According to
the monster manual,

he can scare wherever
and however he wants.

I don'’t care what the Gromble or
the monster manual says.

On my worse snakeless
Snorch,

that little red-faced
two-legged floppy-eared,

piano-toothed upstarts will have
to answer to Zimbo.

Ah!

[slurping]

Ickis, you want to
come scaring out with us?

I'’m smelling strong
tonight.

No offense.

Smelling and looming
and pulling your guts out

served a purpose in
the old days,

but this,
this my friends

is the future of
scaring.

Can I try
that sometime?

Sure.

Hey, give
me that back!

I will, if you loom
for me.

Come on, Icky, let me see
you loom.

Just once,
for old time'’s sake.

[grunting]

Well...

Maybe I don'’t feel like it
today, Miss Bossy.

Just as I suspected.

Come along, Krummy.

Come scare with someone who
appreciates your native stench.

Don'’t let
the future pass you by!

[laughing]

There, there--
that's okay.

Everything is just fine.

[growling]
So long, flying thing.

So long, Zimbo!

[screaming]

Oh, very clever, my fat,
flatulent friend.

But mark my words:

You have not
seen the last of Zimbo.

Uh...

♪♪

Oblina,
what a rare treat.

May I say you look especially
grotesque this evening?

[Speaks gibberish]

Listen to him.

The Snorch says he wishes to
drown in the murky cesspools

of fetid brown filth that
are your eyes.

Cut the flattery, Zimbo.

What do you want?

The flying thing.

Everyone
hates the flying thing.

You tell me where Ickis is
planning his next scare

and I will ambush
and destroy the flying thing.

Yes?

No.

You will be sorry.

Woe unto to all those who slam
the book shut on Zimbo.

Uh!

Ay yi yi, Snorch,
it was just an expression.

When Zimbo said "slamming
the book",

Zimbo did not
mean for you to literally

slam the book shut on Zimbo.

[Speaks gibberish]

Oh, stop your whimpering.

Zimbo has
not given up yet.

[Speaks gibberish]

Listen&

Oh!

Ow.

Welcome, Krumm.

Please forgive the indelicacy
of Snorch'’s sevens.

But I
didn'’t do anything.

I don'’t deserve to
be Snorched.

Snorched?

Oh, but you'’re not here to
be Snorched.

You are a guest.

Isn'’t that right, Snorch?

[speaks gibberish]

Precisely.

Drink?

Thanks.

Good boy.

Snack?

And there is plenty more
where that came from,

my good friend,

if you tell me where Ickis
is scaring next.

No deal, Zimbo.

Ickis has the right to scare
at the lighthouse

if he wants to-- Oops.

Ah!

Not so tight.

[coughing]

Load.

Zimbo is
ready to rumble!

I didn'’t mean to, it
just came out.

It was an accident.

Out of my way, Krumm.

Ickis,
here comes Zimbo!

Krumm, we
must warn Icky!

Let'’s go.

[screaming]

Mission accomplished.

Ickis...

you have met the enemy

and his
name is Zimbo!

It'’s time I
clipped your wings, Zimbo.

♪♪

Time for
a trim, Zimbo.

[plane motor buzzing]

There is only one monster who
rules the skies

and his name is Zimbo!

What am I
gonna do without you?

[barking]

Uh-oh,
Ickis is in trouble.

Come on!

You are
a loomer, Ickis.

[barking]

You come from a long line
of loomers.

[laughing]

[screaming][screaming]

[whimpering]

[growling]

[roaring]

[whimpering]

I guess
the Gromble was right.

I am a loomer.

Gromble to flying thing,
Gromble to flying thing.

Prepare to
scare, prepare to scare.

[laughing]
I had no idea this was
so much fun.

[together]
Gromble!

What?

Oh, I-well, I--

Is that
for a flying thing?

Flying thing?

Don'’t be ridiculous.

Whatever
gave you that idea?

[engine roaring]

[crashing]

♪♪

[loud crying]

Yoo-hoo.

How are my
favorite little monsters?

This is my sister's son from
her first marriage,

Chumble.

He'd heard
so many wonderful things

about you three,

I just couldn't keep
him away.

So we decided he'’d
spend the afternoon with you.

I need a little time
to myself.

[crying]

Are you hungry?

Maybe if we bounce him.

I used to like that when I
was little.

Okay, here goes.

Is it...

doing anything?

Oh, stop, Krumm,
before you pull something.

How'’s about a funny
face?

[crying]

How'’s about a box?

We could
put him in a box.

Ickis, no.

How about a story?

Grumm'’s Scary Tales.

Do you
want to hear a story?

You do, yes.

This is what my mummy
always used to read to me

when I was your age.

It is called
"Anobel and the Three Humans."

"Once upon a time,
when monsters ruled the earth,

"there was a beautiful monster
named Anobel.

"Back then garbage
was not collected in dumps

"and monsters lived all
sorts of places.

"Anobel
lived under a bridge

"and happily, I might
add,

"until one day in October,
I think,

when she heard
the footsteps of a human."

[gasping]

A human.

"In those days, you see,

"monsters did not hide from
humans, oh no.

"There were so few humans
cluttering up the world,

"they did not have to.

"And when
one wandered by,

"a monster just marched
right up to him

"and scared him.

[gasping]

Uh-oh.

I think you
are a scary monster, yah?

Why, yes.

And I am
only a skinny man.

Nothing.

I am
less than nothing.

Bones and skin with
leather pants.

To scare me
would be too easy.

Please, watch.

My hand!

My hand!

My hand is where--
I do not know!

[screaming]

You see?

To scare
me is so easy.

For you, a waste, yeah?

I am telling
you also,

you save your scaring
strength for my brother, yah?

He'’s soon coming.

Proud scare for you.

My brother is guy with
plenty big tough.

Really?

A big tough fellow.

I just bet.

Yes, get going.

I shall scare your
brother instead.

Danke.

Danke Schoen.

Forever Hans is your pal.

Coming soon
is brother called Dieter.

You scare him good.

So long.

Farewell.

Auf wiedersehen!

Bye bye.

"So, Anobel let Hans go

"and went back
beneath the bridge to wait

"for his brother, Dieter.

"But then,
Hans did something terrible.

He began to cook
knockwurst."

What'’s knockwurst?

"It does not say.

"It just says it smelled
terrible.

"The smell of the human food
filled the little valley

"and finally floated
all the way to the bridge

and when it reached
Anobel..."

[sneezing]

[sneezing]
[sneezing]

♪ I love to go wandering
Along the mountain path ♪

♪ And as I go, I love to sing
With my knapsack on my back ♪♪

You are the monster?

Yes, and now...

[sneezing]

Ooh, and here is Dieter.

I am him.

I am to
cross the bridge, yah?

[sneezing]

No?

Oh, you
want to scare Dieter,

but scaring Dieter is
no big whoop.

You'’re thinking Dieter
is little tough guy, yah?

But no, see mein
shadow?

[frightened gasping]

Uh uh uh,
That will not work.

Your brother already
told me you were,

and I quote,

"guy with
plenty big tough."

Yah, but Udo is
tough guy.

Dieter is little
crawling bug on powder pug.

Brother who is plenty big
tough is Udo.

Udo?

Yah, Udo is a man mountain with
neck like a Black Forest ham.

And he'’s soon coming.

Big Udo
is the top guy.

Yah.

You scare Otto good, then
you'’ll be top monster.

You betcha.

Ooh,
all right, all right.

[sneezing]

You go
and I shall scare Udo,

but promise, promise you will
not cook anything.

You betcha.

Dieter will not cook.

Nein.

That guy
was pathetic.

But at least he promised he
wouldn'’t cook.

What he
did do was worse.

Hans, it'’s Dieter.

Coming past the monster.

Hans scream
and cry and groan.

Leave monster
thinking Hans is a wimp

and a scaredy cat!

[laughing]

Dieter bringing the
squeezenweizen?

Yah.

You bet your boots.

I feel
a polka coming on.

[playing accordion]

Yahoo!Yahoo!

Oh yeah.Yah yah!
"And if there something
a monster hates

"more than human food

"it is human music.

[sneezing]

[sneezing]

"The smell
made her sneeze

"and the sounds made her
head go

boom, boom, boom."

And what
about Udo, huh?

The biggest human?

Where was he?

"He picked that
moment to cross the bridge.

"His footfalls fell, harrump,
rump, rump.

The giant human
Udo crossed the bridge and..."

And?And?

"And she let him go."

She let him go?She let him go?

It says "She let him go
and left the bridge

"and went to
school to study scaring

and made her parents
very happy."

That'’s it?Oh, please.

[crying]

I cannot
believe my mother

used to read this
to me.

I can.Who cares?

[crying]

[growling]

It'’s all right,
it'’s all right, don't cry.

There'’s more.

Oh, there'’s
lots more story.

[laughing]

But there is not.

That is the end.
No, it is not the end.

There'’s lots more story
or we'’ll all gonna get it.

But that is what
is written in the book!

Don'’t yell at me!

Make something up!

[crying]

All right, all right.

Thump,
thump, thump.

The giant human thingy Udo
crossed the bridge and...

[sneezing]

[hooting and hollering]

[all]
Udo!

Udo!

Udo
wanting knockwurst?

Is good.

Udo no want to nosh on
knockwurst!

It's Octoberfest.

[playing accordion]

Udo wanting polka?

Is good.

No, it'’s Octoberfest!

Udo no wanting
knockwurst

and Udo no
wanting squeezenweizen.

MitOctoberfest
Udo wanting...

oompah band.

[all]
Yah!

Oompah, oompah!

Come.

Let'’s go
to the bandstand!

[orchestra playing]

[orchestra stops]

[tapping]

[orchestra playing]

[roaring]

Monsters!

[all screaming]

"And never,
never, never again

"did a human dare cross
that bridge,

"which would
have mattered to Anobel

"if she had stayed
there.

"But Anobel decided
she would travel the world,

"going wherever there
were humans

"and scare
them out of their wits.

Thank you, very much.

"She became
the world's greatest scarer

and lived happily
ever after."

Is there a moral?

Yeah.

Who needs school?

[laughing]

Ahem.

Aren'’t we
having a lovely time?

I was just-we were just-
come on in.

How you doing?

Oooh,
it's story telling

little Chumble enjoys.

I must tell
you honestly, Oblina,

it had not occurred
to me.

Come, Chumble.

If you liked Oblina's little
fabrication,

you'll just love
one of Uncle Gromble tales

of fashion and adventure.

Oblina, Ickis, Krumm,

thank you
for watching my nephew.

Imagine.

Who needs school?

[laughing]

We'’ll talk.

Well, once upon a time
in a land full of garbage,

there was a very special
school

and in that school,
there was one special monster,

one smart, good-looking
monster

and he was
the teacher at that school

and everybody loved him.

[Chumble crying]

No, no, don'’t do that.

No, please, please.

Oblina!

Did you
hear something?

Me, I
didn'’t hear anything.

Ickis?Me-- No.

I didn'’t
hear anything.

Hmm.

Must have
been my imagination.

Well, good night.

♪♪

Yah yah!