02x18 - He Who Wears the Clown

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Chef: Morning, class.

As you all know, today is Harold's birthday!

As a special treat,

Harold's dad hired a clown to perform for us!

All: (Cheer) Yay!

- NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

- Uh... everything okay down there?

- (Panicked) No. No, I'm terrified of clowns.

- Then why would your dad hire one?

- My father believes in tough love.

So every year on my birthday he makes me face another fear.

- That's pretty cruel.

But it does explain your other birthdays.

Chef: Harold! You got your birthday present delivery!

- (Hisses) - (Screams)

- Arrr! - (Screams)

- (Roars) - Ahh!

(Quivering, crying)

So many wedgies.

- But Harold, clowns aren't scary.

They're funny.

Fuuu-nnyyy.

- Harold's right to be scared.

Clowns are cursed creatures

just like vampires, werewolves

and Real Estate Agents.

This is gonna be great.

- Look on the bright side.

At least this year it's not gonna jump out

of something and scare you.

But before the clown gets here,

let's eat the cake your dad sent.

C'mon, blow out the candles. - Okay. (sighs)

Let's get this over with. (Inhale)

- HELLO! I'M FLOPPO THE CLOWNO!

Did I hear it was someone's birthday?!

(Honks)

(Sighs) Well, that was a new record.

He scared of clowns? - Terrified.

- (Splash) Wah!!

- You're okay, kiddo, being a clown is fun.

Just look at all the tricks we can do.

Like juggle!

- (Cheering, laughing)

- Hup-hup-hup-hup-Yap!

Whoa! (Sizzles)

Oh-oh! Not again!

(Explosions)

All: (Laughing)

- (Coughs)

We can also make balloon animals.

(Poof)

Or balloon dinosaurs. - (Amazement) Whoa!

(Chomps, gulp)

- Ahhhhh!!

All: (Laughing)

- Show us another trick!

- Hold on, I gotta sit down for a sec--

Ahgh! OW!

Why! does! this! keep! happening?!

(Bone crack) (Kids laugh)

Y'see? Clowns aren't scary, right?

(Screams)

- So... any of you kids wanna be a clown.

Chef: Nope. Thanks for coming, Floppo, great show.

Bye-bye, now!

Well, that didn't hurt as much as I thought it would.

(Bear growls)

AHHHHHHH!

(Groans)

- You won me over, Mister Floppo!

Clowns are the best.

You make so many people happy.

I wish I were a clown.

- Really? You want to be a clown?

- I sure do!

- Well, widdly wizz,

all you need to be a clown... is a clown nose.

(Gasps) - Really?

- Yeah. - REALLY?

- YEAH! - REEEEAAAALLY?!

- YEEAAAAAAAAH!

- Too bad I don't have one. Bye!

- Wait, wait! Why not try mine on.

All you have to do is honk it times.

- Okay!

(Honk, honk, honk)

(Poof)

FREE! I'M FINALLY FREE!

Whooo-hoooo!

(Thunder rolls, lightning strike)

- It begins...

- Okay, nap time kids!

Now, Harold, you might have some trouble falling asleep

worrying that an evil clown could be lurking anywhere,

just waiting for you to doze off

so he can slowly sneak up on you.

So try not to think about it.

- I gotta peeeee!

- Whoa. Clown makeup?

Don't remember putting this on.

What?! How is it worse?!

I'm taking off this clown nose.

(Straining)

Hey, what gives?

(Poof)

- Hello? Is anyone in here?

(Transformation grunts, zapping)

(Screams) - CLOWWWWWWWWNNNN!!

- Oh! (Giggles)

- NO! Owen turned into a clown!

A scary, SCARY clown!

- Sounds like Harold's having another one of his nightmares!

I'll wake him up!

(Footsteps thud)

- Clown footsteps.

(Whimper) He's coming! He's coming!

- (Laughs) Wacka! Wacka! (All gasp then laugh)

- That clown looks like a clown!

- Owen, super awesome costume!

- Thanks, but something kinda weird is happening.

Floppo gave me his clown nose and now I can't take it off.

Gwen: Of course you can't.

That's how clowning works. It's a curse.

When you put on a clown nose you become a clown.

Forever. - That's okay.

It'll be fine, look at this awesome bow tie that I have!

AAhhhh! (Objects clatter) Ow! Ow! Ow!

All: (Laughing)

- Ahhhh! Oof!

- Hey kids! I just won the local pie lottery!

Come and get 'em!

- Oh boy, I LOVE pie!

I'll start with this one!

All: (Laughing)

- Huh. That didn't go right.

Maybe I should try a different pie.

Argh! This isn't how eating works!

C'mon, pie, get in my mouth!

All: (Laughing)

The clown business is not funny anymore.

(Hard thud) All: (Laughing)

- Tag, you're it!

- Oh yeah? Here I come!

WAAAH!

Owww...

Okay. Here I come again!

Ahh! Ow!

All: (Laughing)

- Ow! Ow! Ow! All: (Laughing)

Please stop laughing!

This is very painful!

(Wings flutter)

AAAAAAAAHHHH!

(Landing thud) All: (Laughing)

(Barking) - (Screaming)

(Grunts)

- (Sighs) (Pops)

- Thank you, Gwen.

The clowning is driving me bonkers.

- Bonkers. Heh.

Great name for a clown.

- You seem to know how this works.

How to I get rid of the nose?

- The same way Floppo did.

You gotta get someone to honk your nose times.

- But who?

- Maybe trick Floppo into taking it back.

He tricked you, didn't he?

- Hey, you're right!

Thanks!

I'm gonna go find Floppo!

(Whirs, poof)

(Wheel squeaks) Whhhoooaaa!

Ahhh! Off!

Ow! Ow! Why were there porcupines?

(CRASH!) OOF! (Groans)

- You won't be able to do anything

without hurting yourself in a goofy way.

That's part of the curse.

So you'll need help getting to Floppo.

- So you'll help me?

- Owen, do you even have to ask?

Of course I won't help you.

- I never knew bringing joy could be so painful.

- This is your life now. Enjoy it.

Everyone else is.

- Not everyone.

- Maybe this toy will take my mind off of clowns.

(Boing!) (Screams)

- UGH, it is cramped in here!

Harold, you have to help me!

I need to get Floppo to take his nose back,

but I can't do it on my own.

- Why me?!

- Because you're the only one who isn't loving this.

- B-but I'm afraid of you.

Y-Y-You're a clown!

- I know, but if you don't help me

you'll be stuck with a clown in your class.

FOREVER.

Don't make me do this!

- Oh, Please! Don't honk the horn!

- Then don't make me honk the horn!

- Okay-okay! I'll help you.

- YES! (bow tie spinning)

Oh no! Not again! Ceiling fan!

(Whooshing)

AHHH!

- Let's go flind that Foppo clown.

- (Whistling)

- Cherries! Fresh cherries! Hello, good sir.

You look like you'd enjoy a ripe cherry.

Can I interest you in this one?

Give it a squeeze or two... or three.

- Don't mind if I do!

Waaaaait a minute!

Nice try!

There's no way you're making me take that nose back.

You and your scaredy pal are stuck with it.

(Laughs)

- How are we going to get him to take it back now?

- By using the only power kids have:

Endless nagging.

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- (Laughs)

- Take it back.

Take it back.

Take it back.

(Game sounds)

Take it back.

- Wha? - Take it back.

TAKE IT BAAAAAACK!

- (Sighs) That's it then. I'm stuck this way.

- Hey, we gave it our best shot.

- Is it just me or are you not scared anymore?

- (Gasps) You're right!

I'm not scared! It's like instead of feeling afraid...

I just feel really, really sorry for you.

- Owen! Are you dressing as a clown to scare Harold?

Shame on you! - It's actually fine, Chef--

- S'cool Harold, lemme handle this.

Owen? No more clowning around.

You give me that nose right now. (honk)

- Chef, no. You really shouldn't-- (honk)

- Come on, now. (Honk)

(Poof)

- What just happened?

- Chef, I'm so sorry, but I tried to warn you.

About what? How good this new nose looks?

- But you don't understand. - I gotta show this around!

- Chef, wait-- - I'll be back!

- Hey! What's going on?

(Bear growls)

- And the circle of life continues.

Chef: AAAAAAH! (Bear growls)

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