01x12 - A Farewell to Arm Wrestling/Catch Her in the Lie

[bunniefuu]

[♪♪♪]

♪ Three! ♪

[♪♪♪]

♪ Three! ♪

[♪♪♪]

♪ Three! ♪

♪ One, two, three! ♪

[door opens]

[Woody]

Uhh, Herby?

What are you

doing up so late?

Rise and shine,

Woody.

We're going on

a little mission.

[Woody]

Mission?

Where are the other

Amigos at?

Eh, sleeping.

[Woody] Wait. Dude.

You sneakin' out?

Uhh... no.

Now let's get out of here

before someone sees us.

[Woody]

Whoops. Heh.

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[grunting efforts]

[♪♪♪]

[Woody]

Yo, Herbinator,

I just finished calculating

those coordinates

it puts us in

a pretty rough hood.

You sure about this?

That's where the Underground

Arm Wrestling match is.

Check it out.

I got this new little wrist

flick technique.

[grunting]

b*at Burt

seven times in a row.

[♪♪♪]

Yeah!

And as you know,

seven is a pretty lucky number.

[Woody]

I dig the technique,

just not the fact

that you're going in solo.

Hey, you said it,

it's a rough neighborhood.

What kind of leader

would I be

if I put Kirbie

and Burt in danger?

[Woody]

I guess, but--

Besides,

they're gonna freak

when their trusty leader

comes home with

a shiny new trophy.

They'll be like

"woohoo, yeah Herby"!

And I'll be like

"yeah-huh!"

Hey.

When did we get here?

Huh.

Cool bikes.

[♪♪♪]

I'm here to win

the arm wrestling trophy.

Heh heh.

Guess you guys

must've heard

there's a new sheriff

with a new technique

in town.

[all laugh]

It's go time, sprout.

No watches allowed?

Okay. I got it.

Now, once you shake on it,

no take backs.

[Herby]

Ahhh, nice to see

your mother taught

you some manners...

Ready?

[both grunting]

But not today.

[all gasp]

Ha! What can I say?

I warned ya!

Where's my trophy?

Careful, he does

this thing with his--

You gotta work your way

up to the trophy, pipsqueak.

Guess you didn't see what

happened to your friend?

[struggling]

[scraggly patron]

Come on...

I gotcha...

[struggling]

Call the baby-sitter

and tell her

you'll be home early,

'cause this one...

is over!

Yeah!

[laughs]

Who's next?

[grunting]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[loud slurping]

Now...

who do I gotta b*at

to win my trophy?

Me.

Well, it's about time.

I hear you're having

quite a lucky little night.

Ha! Luck?

This look like

luck to you?

[coughs]

D'you see that row

of Hyper Bikes

outside on your ways in?

How's you like to take

those home for you

and your friends?

You wanna give

me a trophy

and a bunch

of Hyper Bikes?

Give? Hah!

No, you gots to win it.

Well, I never lose, so--

And if I'm

ponying up my ride,

you gots to

pony up yours.

My ride? Woody?

Oh, no.

I can't risk--

What, there's no risk

if you never lose.

Heh, heh, heh.

Let's make a deal.

If any of us

are ever in a position

to win both a trophy

and a row of Hyper Bikes

from someone

who looks untrustworthy,

we go for it!

Did that really happen?

Quit flashbackin'

and do it!

Alright. Deal!

May the best man win.

Oh, absolutely.

[grunts]

[laughs]

I win!

[Woody]

Herby? What's happening?

No! Wait!

No-no-no-no-no!

Hey, nice try, kid.

Tells ya what.

Take the Hyper Bikes anyway.

Heh, heh.

They're all yours.

[laughs]

Nice work, boys.

We took this sucker

to school.

Stay calm, Woody!

I've got this!

Fake hyper bikes?

[panting]

[♪♪♪]

Colonel Cork!

You two ever heard

of knocking?

I'm sorry,

were you going poop?

I am in my office!

Gross!

[sighs]

Why are you here?

Herby's missing!

Ha ha! Yes!

One down, two to go!

And Woody too!

What?

Woody's school property!

Put the academy

on lock down!

[sirens]

[screaming]

[sirens]

Herby? Herby!

Wait, where's Woody?

You're gonna be mad...

Uh, I snuck out last night

to win a trophy

in an arm wrestling

tournament.

I was doing so well,

but at the last second,

right before I won

us all Hyper Bikes

[heavy breathing]

I lost Woody.

You lost Woody?

Who do you think you are

wagering school property?

That's the last

thing I wanted to do,

but I was on a roll

and Big Carl said--

Big Carl?

Ah, kiddo.

You didn't b*at anybody.

They hustled you

so you'd think

you were unbeatable

and bet it all to Carl!

No way!

But, I used my special

wrist technique!

If I had to guess I'd say

we've got about an hour

before Woody

is stripped for parts

and scattered

all over the galaxy.

We?

You're gonna help?

Aw, thank you!

I'll be a pickled princess

before I let that thug

steal school property

on my watch again!

Sir, I'll do anything

to get Woody back...

Anything.

Agreed.

You will do anything...

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

So just like

we talked about.

I'll tell Big Carl

I'm not scared of him-

Not scared, huh?

Well, you ought to be!

Look, we're not

looking for trouble,

just a chance

to win back our friend.

[laughs]

What do you want

with an ol' piece of junk

when you've got

that fancy new ship?

Hey, that ol' piece of junk

is our friend!

I tell you what,

if we lose,

we'll work for one year

in your junkyard for free.

-Whoa.

-What?

[laughs]

Oh, you got

a deal, twerp.

Let's shake on it.

[winces]

Can't go back on a deal

after you shake on it.

[meek laughter]

[gulp]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

Alright, gentlemen.

You've both agreed

to the rules.

This is a one round

wrestle to a finish,

first hand

that hits the table--

[both]

Would you just say go?

Geez.

Sorry for trying to

build some suspense...

Go!

[struggling]

You're strong...

[struggling]

Gonna win...

gonna win...

[struggling]

[grunting]

Colonel!

The wrist technique! Now!

[screams]

[♪♪♪]

[Woody] You mind

getting the side panel?

No problem, buddy!

[Woody]

Oh yeah, that's the spot.

Colonel,

I've buffed and polished

every nook

and cranny on Woody

just like you asked.

I'm all done.

Satisfactory.

But you're

nowhere near done.

You're just

getting started.

Do I have to wash--

Every.

Single.

One of them.

Let's shake on it.

Algae and moss

may look similar,

but boy oh boy

are they different.

[giggles]

[sighs]

Kirbie, Burt, Herby -

I understand that

eukaryotes are riveting,

but please keep

your delight to a minimum.

Yeah.

Ukuleles. Cool.

[students yell]

That was not

a curriculum-based expl*si*n!

Who is responsible?

We are!

It was us.

No doubt about it, Sir.

[♪♪♪]

Why did you

tell Cork the truth?

Why wouldn't I?

Hey!

Because if you just lied,

we wouldn't be scrubbing up

my slime-powered slime b*mb.

Well excuse me for answering

a question correctly.

Besides,

I don't lie.

[laughing]

Liar.

I can't. I won't.

I never will.

Everyone lies,

Kirbie.

And that's the truth.

Maybe you lie,

but that doesn't mean I do.

It's against

the Kirbie Code:

no tickling after meals,

no ketchup on meatloaf,

and no lying.

It's a game

I don't want to play.

Right,

Walter?

[tickle sounds]

I said clean this mess up,

not wear it

like a Halloween mask!

[laughs]

Ahh!

That.

Is.

It.

I am done with your

sticky shenanigans,

crusty capers,

and goopy goofing-offing.

If I hear

of one more thing

you three

have done wrong...

No matter how small.

I'm going to separate

you permanently.

Separate rooms,

separate classes,

separate lunch times,

separated!

Do you know

what this means?

We don't have to

clean the ceiling?

It means it's

best behavior time,

or we'll be separated!

-Easy.

-No problem.

Are you lying right now?

-No.

-Yes.

-Yeah.

-No.

[sighs]

Good afternoon,

Miss Knobbles.

Just returning

the 'Book Of Animals

Who Can Smile'.

Oh, yes.

So many surprises

in this one.

Right?

I mean, platypuses.

Who knew?

And just how it feels to say

that word in your mouth.

Platypuses.

Platypuses.

[sigh]

Oh, I'm sorry.

This is a day late.

I'll have to put you

in the system.

One more thing.

Separated!

I can't lie.

I won't lie.

I never will lie!

It's not late!

What's that, dear?

It's not late because...

I took it out

on Tuesday...

not Monday.

Oh, I must have

made a mistake.

My apologies.

Uh.

It-it's okay.

Thanks. Bye!

-What's wrong?

-I just lied.

A little one.

A baby lie.

A teeny-tiny-little-baby...

lie.

Welcome to the club!

I don't want to be

part of that club!

Relax, Kirb.

No one's gonna find out.

It's the library.

Lie-brary.

Get it?

Nope.

Miss Knobbles,

entering the wrong date?

[gasps]

These kinds of mistakes

are unacceptable.

Every department

of the Academy has standards.

I have no choice but to -

Wait!

Check it out.

'Plants that Poop'.

It's not

Miss Knobbles' fault.

Not her fault?

But she's our only

librarian!

Yes, uh, but someone else

loaned the book to me.

An imposter!

Who got the date wrong.

Can you describe

this person?

Um.

He was really...

round... and hairy!

With three eyes.

And an orange moustache!

Good gravy!

You mean...

Leonard?

Huh?

No! Wait!

Not him.

Phew.

It was someone

pretending to be Leonard.

An impersonator!

A Leonard impersonator!

An imposter?

Pretending to be

an imposter?

Oh my!

Do you know

what this means?

That it doesn't really matter

and it's not a big deal

and everything will

just go back to normal?

Quite the opposite,

I'm afraid.

Someone was able

to sneak past

our security guard.

[snoring]

But... it wasn't

his fault either!

'Cause he was dealing

with another problem

when the imposters-

Imposters?

There was more than one?

Oh, kitten poop!

Okay.

Well, yes, fine.

Ugh!

She's in too deep.

She sure is.

But I wanna see

how this plays out.

They came in through

the vents on ropes

and they're probably here

to steal books

'cause they

just love reading.

Love reading stories

and-and-and okay

can I just please

stop talking now?

First our books,

then what?

Our brains

in decorative jars?

Colonel Cork!

We're under att*ck.

We have a witness!

[alarms]

[Col. Cork]

We have been infiltrated.

All authority

has been handed over

to the Robo-Force

for your security.

Please stay

in your dorms

until the thr*at

has been neutralized.

[machine]

Thank you.

[screams]

This is bad.

This is bad!

Bad-bad-bad-bad-bad!

And I did it. Me!

Kirbie,

don't get so down on yourself.

Besides, for someone

who's never lied before-

Someone who 'can't, doesn't,

and never will'-

You're really good at it!

We're proud of you.

Yup.

Total natural.

Like you were

born to deceive.

You're not helping!

The whole school is being

patrolled by scary robots

because of my lies!

Well, they can't catch

what doesn't exist

so we might as well settle

into our new life.

And you can't come clean

or we'll be...

separated.

I need to fix this.

Think, Kirbie, think.

Come on, Kirbadoodle.

It's not that bad.

Halt! Imposter alert!

Imposter alert!

Hey!

I work here!

[screams]

[gasp]

What if I can't even

tell the truth anymore?

Ask me a question.

Uhhh.

Like what?

What's the grossest

thing you've eaten?

My... toenails!

My dirty toenails.

-[cringes]

-Hmm...

That was the truth!

[gasp]

It felt so good.

But did it taste good?

I was born with a full head

of hair and a baby beard!

I have an extra toe...

in my armpit!

I can fart from my mouth!

[farts]

[♪♪♪]

I got fungus

from kissing a rat!

I like autotune!

Attention, student.

Return to your room

immediately.

No! Back off!

I'm returning

to the truth.

[screams]

Kirbie,

honesty isn't the way!

We need to strategize...

Figure out how to undo

all of your horrible,

unprovoked,

unnecessary lies.

Uh, I mean,

honest mistakes.

The truth is

I'm a horrible lying liar.

No, you're good at it.

That's it!

Kirbie lied.

And lies aren't true!

You lost me.

If we make Kirbie's

lies the truth,

then they're

no longer lies.

But you were

telling the truth

about eating

your toenails, right?

Yes, of course!

But, Kirbie lied

about the intruders.

So if we make

the made-up intruders...

Then Cork and his robots

will find them!

Which means

they'll stop looking,

which means everything

will go back to normal!

You got that, Burt?

Yep!

Okay focus, Burt.

I'm saving you

for later.

Our supplies

are limited,

so grab everything

you can carry.

You just truthied

like crazy,

but can you handle

one more lie?

I can't.

Aw, really?

Nope.

I'm lying.

[♪♪♪]

[electronic beeping]

[tools clanging]

[Herby]

Everyone ready?

Go time!

Help! Impostors!

The imposters are here!

All three of them!

There they are!

Engage!

[violent commotion]

What?

These are

custodial supplies

and other seemingly

random objects.

Yes!

I forgot to mention

they morph into

janitorial equipment

when destroyed

by high ranking

m*llitary Colonels...

uhh...

who wear green shirts

and smell like tuna!

Only ones who

smell like tuna.

Well,

that sounds ridiculous-

Colonel Cork!

Have you eliminated

the thr*at?

Um, so okay-

Yes!

He sure did.

You sure did.

You saved the school

from what appeared to be

shape shifting impostors

who morph into

janitorial supplies

when destroyed by

high ranking m*llitary Colonels

who wear green shirts

and smell like tuna fish.

Well...

thank you... sir.

It was an intense battle

and as you can see

they suffered

a massive loss

of brooms and buckets.

But we won!

Go team!

And everything can get back

to the way it was, right?

Indeed it can.

Colonel Cork,

to my office

for a celebratory sandwich.

I smell like tuna?

See, Kirbie?

The truth is overrated.

♪ Three ♪

[♪♪♪]

♪ Three ♪

[♪♪♪]

♪ Three ♪

[♪♪♪]

♪ Three ♪

[♪♪♪]

♪ Three ♪

[♪♪♪]

♪ Three ♪

[♪♪♪]

♪ Three ♪